Run

You know there's no way the police are going to believe your story of how you ended up naked, especially now that they see you looking in some woman's window. You dart away and sprint at full speed, then dive through a hedge of bushes, scratching your chest and back and legs. You land on your side in the cold wet grass and get up to keep running. It's a good thing you were up to five miles in your jogging. A flashlight is scanning the bushes you had scraped through and you know the police are after you. You zigzag between houses and even cross the street to go behind another house. Finally, you slow down and catch up on your breathing.

The direction home is about a mile away and you hope your mom is not back from the grocery store yet, so you can get in without having to explain yourself. Your head is always turning to keep a steady watch for anyone around. Creeping along the backyards, you know it's not safe to be on the sidewalk with the carlights exposing you admid the darkness of a cloudy evening.

Davis ballpark is just up ahead and you see the lights still on over the field. You peek out of the wooded area along the side of the field and notice the stands are empty. Everyone must have gone home due to the rain. Your eyes scan everything you can. The parking lot is too dark to see with all the lights on the field and the dugouts are comletely black. You satisfiy yourself that no one will see you as you run across the well-lit field. You wait a few moments just to make sure, then take off in dead run to cross the field as fast as you can. Halfway there close to second base, you hear some girls start yelling. At first you think it might be coming from somewhere else, but your hopes are dashed when you see about four girls sprint out of the dugout and head in your direction. You try to outrun them and yet you keep turning to look back and see they are gaining on you.

Then something stops your legs and you flip over and your arm lands on a rope marking the boundary of the field and the stands. Your arm has slid across the rope and rubbed off the skin under your right bicep. You are so startled you have to sit there for a moment. Then you are shocked back to reality when the four girls in baseball caps catch up and surround you.

"Hey. You alright? " you hear one of them say behind you.