She stepped off of the bus and felt the fading sun hit her face. The heat touched her skin and in that split second She reveled in the sun. Refocusing and suddenly hyper aware of just how dirty She truly was. Her ponytail was dusty and matted from repeated removal and application of her batting helmet. The white Jersey was covered in sweat, dirt, and mud. Her black pants and blue socks were the worst. Having slid into bases, dove for balls, and at one point just flat out sat down in the mud. The result was a giant rip in the left legs of her favorite softball pants and a dirty crusty layer of dried mud. The rip didn’t show much thanks to her sliders but the dirt certainly had taken advantage of the access to her bare skin.
She hefted the full draw string bag she held further onto her shoulders. Then stepped away from the bus and took in her surroundings. They had never stopped at this mall to eat before but it didn’t matter because there was a lot of food options and a bathroom…. The bathroom, She had to pee. She had to pee so bad. Moving like a mad man for the restrooms and calling over her shoulder to anyone in ear shot. Leaving the rest of her team stumbling off of the bus and a few following her lead toward the restrooms.