Noah's eyes sparkled with excitement just at the thought. He started to look at the other baseball related items as i got lost in my thoughts. It was almost as if he was ready to graduate high school and move on to the next stage. Where as I...I didn't know what to do or where to go. Just trying to keep up with Noah now made me tired. And I wasn't even doing a good job at it. Even if I was the best hitter in the world, who would want someone who can't field? Did I like baseball enough to even move on to the next level? The only reason I played now, was because Noah wanted me to. Could he single handedly drag me to the professional level with him? That's not very realistic.
"Jake?" Mrs. Atkins voice pulled me out of my own head. She was holding two different sizes of the same shirt. "Are you okay?"
I shrugged. "Just thinking."
