"We leave after lunch time so make sure you bring your backpacks and books to the car." Zeke instructed Monday morning after we arrived at the school parking lot. "We'll change out our school bags for the baseball bags then meet at the bus by the softball field."
"Why the softball field?" Noah asked.
"Because why should the girls have to walk further?" Dave snorted.
"If you've got a problem with it, then take your baseball bag to class with you." Zeke replied, leaving us behind.
Even though the twins had something against the softball team, they left their baseball bags in the car and hurried to catch up to Zeke.
Noah and I patiently waited for Mr. Miller by the field.
I tightened my backpack straps, pulling my bag higher up on my back. "What's with the softball team?"
Noah shrugged. "How am I supposed to know? I only hang out with you?"
