Saturday morning, we reached the sports complex and mixed in with other players and parents. Mom and Dad said they would stay in the car with Grampa until it was closer to game time. I bet he was getting to sleep in some more. I wish I could. I yawned for the hundredth time as I trailed behind the twins.
"I bet you're wishing to be back in bed." Noah accused beside me.
Feeling guilty, I glanced away from him.
Noah laughed and gave my back a slap. "Don't worry. I'm not mad or anything. I know what you like. Sleeping and batting. Come game time, I'm sure your attitude will change and you'll be more awake."
I relaxed.
"Hey! Hey!" Some random player, wearing a different school's uniform ran over and stopped just in front of the twins, causing us to stop just behind them too.
