Stanford University: Friday (7)

Noah puffed up his chest. "So what? I'll be the starter for my college team too!"

Nick smirked. "Sure you will, kid." He looked at me. "Let me see the reaction ball."

I dug it out of my pocket and handed it over. He looked back at Noah. "It doesn't look like we can use the field right now but we could play a little in here." He gestured to the area between the fake mounds and home plates. "If we go across, fence to fence, that should be about the distance from a batter to a shortstop playing in towards the grass. Best out of five?"

Noah snatched the reaction ball out of his hand. "The same person should roll or bounce it every time to keep it fair. We can just stay on the same side and switch accordingly." He handed the ball to me. "Here Jake. You can do it."

I pouted and eyed my ice cream that I was still licking.