OPEN
Jamie was tired, and her legs were sore, but she kept running anyway. She'd had a few drinks the night before and had jeopardized her morning workout. These were the things she had to do if she wanted to stay in shape, keep her first string spot, one day make the pro's.
She was on her sixth lap around the pitch, carrying her bat over he shoulders, and it was barely dawn. The sun was rising, but it was still a little dark out. Most students were in bed-- some were just getting to bed, but not Jamie. Her day was just beginning.
Apparently so was someone elses. Jamie saw the figure out of the corner of her eye. Who would be at the pitch this early? She gripped her bat a little tighter, ready to swing if she needed to.
And Jamie had one hell of a swing.
She was on her sixth lap around the pitch, carrying her bat over he shoulders, and it was barely dawn. The sun was rising, but it was still a little dark out. Most students were in bed-- some were just getting to bed, but not Jamie. Her day was just beginning.
Apparently so was someone elses. Jamie saw the figure out of the corner of her eye. Who would be at the pitch this early? She gripped her bat a little tighter, ready to swing if she needed to.
And Jamie had one hell of a swing.