"No. I just like shoving people," Quinn answered with an evil grin to match the evil statement. It wasn't a lie. She loved tormenting people, although it was hardly any fun when they just laughed it off.

She had no idea who the kid was getting up in front of her, and glanced at the girl with the orange back. That image was only met with a smirk. "So who the hell are you supposed to be?" Quinn didn't know the first thing about baseball, and she'd admit it.