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The Hitting Zone

After a near death experience thanks to his own mother, Jake Hollander has an adverse reaction to people, baseball, and family. His feeling of abandonment is slowly lost thanks to his foster family, The Atkins. They take him in and change his mind about everything. He becomes more open, better at baseball, and craves for family. Slowly all wishes are granted. Instagram: @writerhalf_empty https://www.patreon.com/half_empty ~~The Last Curve can be found there, a short story about Rhys Please read on Webnovel! **Names, faces, and places aren’t real. A work of fiction. Nonetheless, it is my work of fiction so please don’t post it without permission. *I have used school names that do exist though, but I would like everyone to know that I have no affiliation with them. Nor do my views reflect their views. **Also, I bought the royalty-free license for my cover. Which means I can use it without having to pay royalties. If you have any questions, comment on my latest chapter or reach me on discord.

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V3 ch46 (VS Lowell HS 1)

Because of the late game, we had a late dinner, followed by getting into bed late. It just got later and later. By the time Noah and I got into bed after showering, it was past midnight. I barely said 'goodnight' before passing out. 

I woke up to Noah bouncing on our shared bed. "Jake! C'mon. Wake up! Time for breakfast."

I pulled the blanket higher above my head and rolled away from him. 

Rhys laughed. "Wow. Two different types of players."

Noah and I were sharing a room with Zeke and Rhys, while the twins got Mom and Dad again. 

"Jake, it's really time to get up." Zeke said firmly. "Wash your face and get your uniform on. Rhys, you can go take Noah downstairs for breakfast. He eats more than Jake."

"What about the twins?" Noah asked, calming the bouncing down. 

"Mom and Dad will have them covered. Hopefully they're already eating too." Zeke said. 

I heard some movement in the room. The door opening and closing. Then silence.