There was only one night game a year. On the 4th of July, the whole sky would brighten up with fireworks, giving us just enough light for a game. We played our best then because, I guess, we all felt like the big leaguers under the lights of some great stadium. Benny felt like that all the time. We all knew he was gonna go on to bigger and better games, because every time we stopped to watch the sky on those nights like regular kids, he was there to call us back. You see, for us, baseball was a game. But for Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez, baseball was life.
Can I request a Benny Rodriguez (the sandlot) imagine where you’re dating Benny and Smalls is your little sister and all the other guys think you’re really hot and they tease Benny when they see a hickey on your neck? Thanks love!!”
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A/N: I changed it up a bit. I hope you still like it!
The yelling of baseball terms filled my ears as I entered the sandlot to grab my brother, Scotty “Smalls”. He neglected to do some of his chores before leaving to go play baseball with all these dweebs. I scan the field until I spot my brother, my twin brother. He may be older than me by a minute and twelve seconds, but I’m a lot more mature and responsible compared to him. My eyes locked on my brother.
“SCOTTY!” I yelled at the top of my lungs
Everyone jumped and looked towards me, they stared like they’ve never seen a girl before. I’ve never been here when people were actually playing, and I’ve never met these kids before. They huddled together while I just stared at them and crossed my arms against my chest. They kept looking up at me, it was kind of creeping me out.
“MOM IS MAD AT YOU. IF YOU DON’T COME OVER NOW I WILL COME OVER THERE AND DRAG YOU MYSELF.” I yelled once again at the group of boys.
My brothers starts to jog toward me and I start heading towards home again.
“Why is mom mad at me?” He questioned as he tilted his head
“You forgot to put the dishes away, put the towels back, and grab your laundry.”
We got to the house and Scotty wanted to say something but then continued to avoid the subject.
I was in bed in my pajamas reading a magazine when I heard a knock on my door.
“Who is it?”
“Come in.” I said as I sat up and put the magazine down.
He closed my door and pulled up a chair next to my bed.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“This is gonna be weird…” He said as he started trailing off.
“Just spit it out.”
“Me and the boys were talking.. actually, they were just asking me about you…’
“They think you’re hot…and they want you to come to the sandlot tomorrow…” He said as he started to rub the back of his neck.”
“Yeah….. I’ll come. But this was a very weird way of asking me.” I chuckled.
He left my room and I turned off my lamp and fell asleep.
*The next day*
We ate breakfast, did our chores, then headed to the sandlot. We talked about how all his friends thought I was hot.
“Did you explain that we’re twins?” I said as a chuckle escaped my lips.
“Nope, you called me over before I could even mention it.”
We laughed about this whole ordeal all the way to the sandlot. Everyone was already huddled up. Scotty made his way to his friends and I made my way to the sidelines. I watched their game as each of them tried their hardest to flirt and impress me.
Minutes and then hours went by. Eventually the baseball game came to an end and we all made our way to the best pizzeria in town.
They were all flirting with me the entire way there, except Benny. Come to think of it, he hasn’t said a word to me all day.
We ordered our pizza and the one vital question popped up.
“So, Y/N. How much older than Smalls are you?” Ham asked.
Scotty and I looked at each other and gulped.
“Actually…” I cleared my throat. “He’s older than me… by one minute and twelve seconds… Scotty and I are twins…”
Everyone’s jaws dropped, except Benny’s, he just clenched his jaw. Scotty and I shot each other a look that was worth more than a thousand words.
No one knew how to react. Everyone was confused.
Squints was the first one to break the silence.
“So, Y/N, how is hot babe like you the younger twin of a dweeb like that?”
This set off a whole conversation of being a twin that my brother and I were not expecting.
We ate delicious pizza and discussed love life, twin life, and summer plans.
The sun was just about to kiss the horizon and we all decided to go home. Benny and I stayed behind to clean up our stall a tad bit.
“You didn’t talk much, if at all today.” I said as we left the shop.
We made our way onto the stone bridge separating our part of town from main street.
I leaned against the rail of the bridge.
“What do I need to do get you to talk?’
“Kiss me.” He finally said.
I leaned in and our lips touched. My heart fluttered with content. New sensations danced around my body.
Benny’s lips trailed to my neck, eventually finding my sweet spot.
After what seemed like hours, we talked about our life as we walked to our houses. He liked me and I liked him.
I went to bed one happy girl that night.
I woke up at noon. panicking until I remembered that my parents went on a lunch date and Scotty and his friends went to the pool.
I’m not much of a swimmer so I ate lunch and walked all the way down to the town pool.
I enter through the dressing room and I look at the mirror and see three hickies on my neck.
“Well damn…” I thought to myself.
I make my way to my brother and his friends and before I could even announce my presence, Squints made an announcement.
“Damn Y/N who sucked your neck?”
Both Benny and I blushed heavily and the boys started hollering and teasing us for what seemed like hours.