Summary: The reader lives next door to Smalls. One night when her friends are over, the sandlot boys are the topic of discussion.
Benny Rodriguez Masterlist
*This is written with Benny being a bit older cause I feel weird being in my twenties writing about someone under age lol😬😓🤣*
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“How do you live next door to that nerd?” Your friend questioned. “He’s part of that group that plays at the sandlot.”
“What’s wrong with that?” You asked joining her at the window, as you watched Scotty and Benny throw a baseball to each other.
She scoffed. “Philips plays on a real team. Not at a sandlot.”
You rolled your eyes in response.
“I have to get going. I’ll see you later.”
You hummed in response.
Later that night, you laid on your bed staring at the ceiling. Pondering what your friend had said earlier that day. Rolling over you let sleep overwhelm you.
“Y/N!” Wendy exclaimed greeting you with a hug. “I’m so glad you called!”
Giggling you greeted Wendy warmly. “Me too!”
Linking her arm through yours, the both of you walked in to the diner finding a booth to sit at.
“What do you feel like?” She questioned handing you a menu. “Actual food or milkshakes?”
“I say both.” You giggle.
“You’re right!” She winked.
Once you ordered your food, your gaze fell to your sheer gloves that covered your hands.
“What’s on your mind?” Wendy questioned.
You hesitated.
“Come on doll. Out with it.”
Sighing, you took the gloves off placing them next to your purse on the table. “How much do you know about the guys that play baseball at the sandlot?”
She giggled before responding. “That’s what this is about?”
Frowning you nodded slightly.
“Well.” She quickly stated. “I know that Benny hasn’t been able to stop looking at you since we walked in.”
Ice coursed through your veins, in fear.
“What?” You whispered.
“He likes you, you know.” She stated nonchalantly, as she drank her milkshake.
The diners doors furiously flew open, as a couple of guys ran past your table towards Benny’s.
“Benny!” “We need to get to the sandlot!”
A chorus of frantic yelling sounded through the diner. The group of guys rushed out of the doors. As the doors shut, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in.
“Hey Wendy, Y/N.” Benny greeted stopping at the table. “How are you ladies doing today?”
“Hi Benny.” Wendy greeted.
“Hi.” You muttered looking down at your hands.
“Y/N here is a big fan of baseball.” Wendy spoke up.
“Really?” Benny questioned in shock. “You should come by the sandlot sometime.”
“Benny!” “We need to go now!”
“Sorry, ladies.” Benny apologized. “I have to go.”
“Wendy!” You shrieked. “Why did you do that?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Wendy replied shrugging. “Besides, now you know where you’re headed to next.”
“What?”
“The sandlot.” Wendy stated, as she pulled you in for a quick hug. “Come. I’ll drive you.”
Walking the short dirt path, you stood at the end watching the guys play baseball.
“Come on Smalls!” Someone yelled. “Get your head in the game!”
Moving closer towards the guys, you saw a bench. Walking towards the bench, you sat down watching them play without noticing you.
“Y/N?” Scotty questioned before someone threw their mit at him. “Ow! Guys stop!”
Smiling softly, you greeted your neighbor. “Hey, Scotty.”
“What’re you doing here? Dressed like that?”
Frowning slightly you looked down at your lap.
Scotty quickly joined you on the bench. “Sorry. I...I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant...”
You hadn’t thought about your outfit before joining them at the sandlot. Smoothing down your dress, you looked at your heels, you were wearing a nice dress to go to the diner with Wendy.
“It’s okay. I know what you meant.”
“Why are you here anyway?” Scotty questioned.
“Benny invited me.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
Silence fell over the both of you.
“I should get going.”
Sighing, you rolled over looking at the clock. 5:30am. Throwing your blankets off, you get dressed.Writing a note you placed it on the counter for your mom. Walking down the street, you hear someone approaching you.
“Hey, Y/N! Wait up!”
“Hey Scotty.” You greeted him once he was by your side.
Smiling he responded. “You’re the only one to call me by my name.”
“What do they call you then?” You questioned.
“Smalls.”
“I can work with that.” You giggled.
The rest of the walk was filled with small talk, before you realized you had walked to the sandlot.
“Want to play?” He questioned.
Before long, you and Smalls had played for hours as the rest of the guys arrived.
“Hey, guys!” Smalls greeted. “This is Y/N!”
“Hi.” You greeted with a small wave.
After you were introduced to the group, they warmed up to you instantly. More often than not, the group was over at your house, your mom being more than happy to make a plethora of food, since she was already constantly making more than enough when it was just the two of you.
“She’s back!” Squints was the first to spot you, running towards you pulling you in for a crushing hug. “We missed you!”
Giggling you accepted his hug, as he lifted you off of the ground twirling you around. As each guy in the group gave you a hug, Benny was the last one to give you hug. Wrapping his arms around your waist he pulled you in for a tight hug, placing a kiss on your cheek.
“I missed you.” He whispered.
Playing baseball with the group, you were all exhausted as the summer sun beat down on harshly on you. Walking back to the neighborhood, the group laughed and joked. Benny walked beside you, his hand occasionally brushing against yours.
The right generation || imagines 80s/90s ( currently editing ) (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/sOMjJx2Bk1 And so what? Everybody's weird. Just a bunch of 80s/90s imagines about actors and characters. The cover is NOT mine and same for the gifs Started on February 10th 2019 Finished on August 3rd 2019 Highest ranking: #11 in licensetodrive #15 in keanureeves #23 in wilwheaton #39 in thelostboys #70 in standbyme
So last weekend #bennyrodriguez hopped by my friends foodtruck for a falafel pita and I snapped this epic shot. What a nice guy and look how genuinely happy he is! ☺ #dedicatedfoodie #djlife (at Verknipt Festival)
