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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"Where'd you go?" Noah asked as soon as I got to the table. "And don't lie to me again. I asked the twins about your supposed math worksheet and they said they already have your homework to copy."

Embarrassed, I sat down and avoided eye contact. "I wanted to talk to Kaylee for you."

Noah relaxed. "You didn't have to lie about that. She didn't give you a hard time, did she?"

I shook my head. "She said she would think about it." I added. "Alisha was there so she helped me. She said if we can't come up with ten players, she wouldn't mind being an honorary member."

"Awesome!" Noah shouted.

We ate our lunch in a much happier mood.

"Did Jeremy ever text you back?" Noah asked, while munching on chips.

I frowned. I didn't get a reply last night or this morning. I sighed and pulled out my phone, checking for messages. I froze. I had one. From him! "He did."

"What did he say?" Noah asked, leaning over the table.

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