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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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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.