First A’s Game (1)

Friday's classes seemed to drag on and on. Everyone couldn't wait for the weekend start as we were getting closer to the end of the school year. Noah was the most impatient, legs bouncing, pen clicking, and constantly checking the time. 

I was relieved to get a break from him after lunch, during math. The twins were also excited, but nowhere near Noah's level. They were only interested in how good tonight's seats were going to be. 

"It has to be the family and friends section, near their dugout." Kyle suggested. 

"No way. There's too many of us." Dave refuted. "Shouldn't he give us a suite? Food, drinks, good tickets."

"He would still have to pay for that out of his pocket..." Kyle sighed. "He's still in his rookie contract from the Padres so his pay isn't high. I guess we'll be stuck in the outfield."

Dave shrugged. "Good enough. I'm just happy we were included."

"I wouldn't have gone without you guys." I spoke up.