unknownmarley

[unknownmarley]

Hey guys Marley here! I wanna to say my apologies for not posting that much, I just have been in school and I find very important for my future and I been focused on that. I’m gonna try and start writing the next chapter if y’all are still interested, I have writers block as well so sorry if I disappoint. Thank you for all the support, and I’m sincerely sorry.

[unknownmarley]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ᴛᴇxᴀ ɞ˚‧｡⋆

𐙚⋆.˚ a multi part benny rodriguez fanfic

𐙚⋆.˚ benny rodriguez x crushing!fem!oc

𐙚⋆.˚ friends(kinda) to lovers, mutual pinning later in story, fem!oc hard crushing, fem!oc kinda dumb

⋆𐙚02

IN the cool, air-conditioned living room of the Zerman household, the two girls occupied the space. Hallie sat on the floor, her back against the couch, delicately applying a shimmery pale yellow polish to her nails. The scent of nail polish wafted through the room, filling the air with its distinctive aroma.

Meanwhile, Cherry reclined on the couch, her eyes fixed on the small screen glowing in the dimly lit room. The early morning sun peeked through the blinds, casting slivers of light across the space. As Cherry watched the screen, yesterday morning's events replayed in her mind like scenes from a movie that she couldn't get the shake off of.

A soft sigh escaped Cherry's lips as she leaned back, her head resting against the couch's back. Hallie, sensing her friend's troubled thoughts, glanced over with a sympathetic look, her brown eyes meeting Cherry's.

"Forget about him," Hallie reassured her, setting her nail polish aside on the coffee table. With a gentle pat on Cherry's thigh, she pushed her self up up on the couch, careful not to smudge her freshly painted nails. "His friends are jerks anyway."

Cherry sighed, her frown deepening as she confessed, "It's not just him. I feel bad about the boy." She looked over at Hallie, who mirrored her concern with a disappointed expression.

As a tranquil silence draped the room, Hallie's lips curved into a soft sigh, her gaze drifting lazily across the space. But the quietness was short-lived as the sound of Hallie's brother's footsteps interrupted the stillness, heralding his arrival into the kitchen just beyond the living room.

With a casual grace, he swung open the fridge door, prompting Hallie to glance his way with an annoyed groan of acknowledgment. Cherry's eyes trailed over to Hallie's brother, awkwardly watching the two. Mike had always fancied himself a rebellious figure, a wannabe guitarist, yet beneath the façade lay the reality of his privileged life.

"Mike, how many times do I have to remind you to stay in your room when I have friends over!" Hallie's tone carried outright annoyance as she pushed herself off the couch, making her way towards the kitchen. With a hashed push, she closed the fridge door, eliciting an eye roll from her brother who hadn't even managed to grab anything.

"You know I can't stay cooped up in my room forever," Mike replied, his arms folding across his chest as his gaze shifted towards Cherry, "plus it's cherry, hi cherry." He pointed out, lazily greeting the girl who gave him an awkward tight lipped smile and small wave.

"That's not the issue, Mike, and you know it," Hallie retorted, her hands resting lightly on her hips as she scolding him as if he was a child.

"Whatever, you're such a dork," Mike dismissed her with a roll of his eyes, lightly flicking her on before grabbing a cereal bar from the countertop and retreating to his room, leaving Hallie to groan as she stomped her way back to the couch.

"Jerk," she mumbled under her breath as she plopped down next to Cherry on the comfy couch. Turning to face her, Cherry couldn't help but stifle a giggle at the sassy remark.

"Anyways," Hallie smiled, "The kid from yesterday is just like a few houses down. Maybe we should go say hi or something." Cherry's eyes lit up at the idea. She knew all too well the feeling of being the new kid, and yesterday's incident had surely left a mark on that poor boy.

"Hallie, you're an actual angel!" Cherry exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. A toothy smile spread across her face as she eagerly stood up, pulling Hallie up with her. The two girls hurriedly made their way towards Hallie's room, to get ready.

AS Cherry and Hallie strolled down the sun-drenched pavement, the rhythmic tap of Cherry's worn-out boots echoed softly against the scorching ground. In the distance, they spotted a familiar sight – a blonde boy perched on his front steps, his brow furrowed with evident concern.

Hallie nudged Cherry, wordlessly prompting her to take the lead. With a hesitant grin, Cherry smoothed out the lace patterns adorning her summer dress, her gaze shifting nervously towards the boy.

"Hey there," Cherry greeted, elongating her southern twang in a bid to sound welcoming. Her eyes couldn't help but notice the bruise that was nastily coated his eye in hues of yellows and purples.

The boy looked up, offering a shy smile in return. His gaze flickered uncertainly between the two approaching girls, his apprehension palpable.

"I'm Christina Benson, but folks 'round here just call me Cherry," she introduced herself, extending her hand for a friendly shake. The boy reciprocated with a tentative grip before turning his attention to Hallie.

"Hallie Zerman," she chimed in. "I live a couple of blocks down from you."

"I'm Scotty Small," the boy replied softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he shook Hallie's hand.

Cherry hesitated, her thoughts drifting back to yesterday's unfortunate incident, the memory still fresh in her mind.

"We saw what went down yesterday," Cherry began, her voice trailing off slightly as she recalled the awkward encounter. Scotty's cheeks flushed deeper as he relived the embarrassment.

"you shouldn't stress it that much, you did better then what i could do," Hallie interjected, her tone laced with empathy. Sensing Scotty's discomfort, she offered words of reassurance.

"yea, them boy are a bunch of piddle anyways," Cherry added, with a shrug and smile as she felt Hallies head lean on her shoulder.

Before Cherry could say more, the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted their conversation. Cherrys eyes quickly widen and quickly turn back to ground as she went silent, which didn't go unnoticed by Hallie and unfortunately Benny.

"Hey, laddies," Benny greeted the two girls with a hesitant smile, his expression met with an icy silence from Cherry, who avoided his gaze like it held some ancient curse.

"Hi, Benny," Hallie interjected, her voice cutting through the awkward tension that seemed to stretch on for an eternity, though it had only been five seconds. There was an underlying tone of annoyance in her words, prompting Cherry to swiftly swat at her friend's head, signaling her to cease.

Hallie straightened up, her gaze shifting to Cherry with a raised eyebrow and a faint smile playing on her lips. Cherry, however, couldn't bear to meet her friend's eyes, her cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment. Dodging eye contact with the two people engaging her in conversation proved to be quite the ordeal.

"I'm gonna play some ball. We need an extra guy. You wanna go?" Benny's attention shifted towards Scotty, his brow furrowing slightly as he stood there with bat and glove in hand. "You two could tag along too," he added, casting a glance towards the girls. "just sit and watch or whatever," he shrugged nonchalantly before refocusing on Scotty, who cast his gaze downwards.

"No, thanks," Scotty's voice was barely a whisper, a crease forming between his brows as he shook his head.

"Why not?" Benny's confusion was palpable, his expression a mixture of bewilderment and concern. "don't you like baseball?" he inquired, tilting his head with slight annoyance.

"Yeah, but, uh..." Scotty's voice trailed off, his eyes darting around, avoiding direct eye contact with anyone present.

"But what?" Benny's impatience was evident, his hand thrown up in exasperation as he awaited an explanation.

"But your fri—" Hallie began, but Cherry swiftly covered her mouth, shooting her a frantic look, her eyes wide with urgency, silently pleading for her to stop.

"Scotty, you should give it a go," Cherry interjected, turning towards the boy with an encouraging smile, her hand still hovering over her friend's mouth. Benny's smile towards Cherry went unnoticed by her, and truth be told, he was rather relieved.

"But my glove—it's busted," Scotty explained, rising to his feet and displaying the worn-out glove to the trio, his fingers idly tracing the frayed edges.

"Uh, see? Now I can't go," Scotty muttered, his voice laden with a mix of relief and disappointment, as if he had been secretly hoping for this excuse. His gaze shifted nervously between the trio, lingering for a moment on Cherry, whose frown deepened at his words.

"It's okay," Benny reassured with a small, sympathetic shake of his head as he reached into his back pocket. "I got an extra one," he continued, his movements deliberate as he retrieved a slightly worn but serviceable glove. A grin spread across Cherry's face as she watched Benny throw the glove to him, her eyes briefly meeting his before her face turned red and flickered back to Scotty.

Meanwhile, as Cherry was momentarily distracted, Hallie seized the opportunity to finally get her mouth uncovered gaining a "Eugh!" from Cherry as she hastily wiped the saliva off on dress. Hallie quickly wiped her mouth on the back of her hand, a proud smile on her face.

"Come on, let's go," Benny called out to Scotty, impatiently gesturing him to come. Scotty wasted no time, rushing to his front door to inform his mom of his plans before bounding down the steps to catch up with the others.

"You two coming?" Benny glanced back at Cherry and Hallie, his expression a mix of anticipation and encouragement. Hallie nodded with a shrug, while Cherry just stared her mouth as a gap no word could form out her mouth as her face still had a light pink hue on her face.

"Come on, let's go," Benny urged once more, picking up the pace with a slight jog. Hallie reached for her friend's hand, gently tugging her along as they followed the boys, the sound of the four set st  opfeet stumbling against the ground echoing down the morning sun-dappled street.

01 ← → 03

[unknownmarley]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ᴛᴇxᴀ ɞ˚‧｡⋆

𐙚⋆.˚ a multi part benny rodriguez fanfic

𐙚⋆.˚ benny rodriguez x crushing!fem!oc

𐙚⋆.˚ friends(kinda) to lovers, mutual pinning later in story, fem!oc hard crushing, fem!oc kinda dumb

⋆𐙚01

 

THE warm summer sun gently filtered through Cherry's delicate pink sheer curtains, casting a soft rosy hue over her room. As she stirred awake, a soft groan escaped her lips, her limbs tangled in the quilt adorned with a delightful cherry pattern that sprawled across her bed.

Slowly sitting up, Cherry blinked away the remnants of sleep, her eyes adjusting to the newfound brightness that flooded her room. With a small yawn, she stretched languidly, feeling the warmth of the morning sun kissing her skin. Letting her legs dangle off the edge of the bed, she savored the sensation of the gentle breeze caressing her bare skin.

Taking in the familiar sights of her room, Cherry's gaze lingered on her white vanity adorned with an array of makeup, perfume bottles, skincare products, and various knick-knacks. The pink walls were adorned with posters, which most were featuring Elvis Presley, whom she adored with a passion that bordered on obsession. Perhaps it was the allure of his soulful voice that sang those love songs or his captivating smile that drew her in.

Clutching the edge of her bed, Cherry lifted herself up, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpeting as she made her way towards the door. Pausing for a moment to admire the Elvis poster adorning her door, she wrapped her hand around the cool metal handle and gently pushed it open, stepping out into the hallway.

Descending the staircase, Cherry's hand trailed along the smooth wooden railing, the sound of her footsteps muffled by the soft carpeting. As she reached the bottom step, her eyes swept over the pristine interior of her home. Despite its breath taking appearance and luxurious furnishings, there was a distinct lack of warmth, as if the house were merely a stage set rather than a lived-in home.

Shaking off the melancholy thoughts, Cherry made her way to the kitchen, the silence of the house broken only by the sweet melody of birdsong drifting in through the open windows. A smile graced her lips as she listened to the symphony of nature, one of her favorite sounds in the world. But even the birdsong couldn't compete with the infectious laughter of Benny Rodriguez, the charming tan-skinned boy who had captured her heart since she first laid eyes on him after moving to California's San Fernando Valley the previous year.

With thoughts of Benny dancing in her mind, Cherry began her morning routine. Cherry hurriedly prepared a simple breakfast, hastily throwing slices of bread onto a plate and nearly burning her fingertips in the process. With a small exclamation of "ouchies," she quickly soothed her singed fingers by lightly licking them.

The shrill ring of the phone interrupted her morning routine, prompting Cherry to dart over to the wall-mounted phone. Balancing the receiver between her shoulder and ear, she deftly spread jam onto her toast as she answered in her unmistakable Texan accent, "Hello, you've reached the Benson family."

"Hii, my sweet girl Cherry, glad to talk to you too," chimed a familiar voice, followed by a chorus of giggles from the other end of the line.

Recognizing the voice of her best friend, Hallie, Cherry's demeanor instantly brightened. "Oh, Hallie, what a pleasure to hear from a lady like you," she replied, her smile widening as she spoke.

"Okay, so I was thinking we go to the sandlot for just a few minutes, so you can get a little peek at your dreamer boy, Benny!" she teased, adding playful emphasis to Benny's name.

"Hallie, what no!" Cherry protested, feeling her cheeks flush crimson at the mere mention of Benny's name. Though she had never spoken to him, her admiration for the tan-skinned boy from afar was undeniable. Unfortunately for Cherry, Hallie, her dear best friend and the next-door neighbor of the Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez, was determined to play matchmaker for the two teenagers.

"Come on, it's gonna to happen sooner or later. You and little Benny boy will soon be puppies in love," Hallie teased the poor girl who face was as red as a tomato.

"I don't even know why I told you about my crush on him." Cherry muttered, taking a bite of her now jam-coated toast and covering her mouth to stifle the sounds of her chewing.

"You told me because I'm amazing, and also ew, you're chewing so loud, you bum," Hallie scolded lightly.

Rolling her eyes, Cherry retorted, "Oh, whatever, acting all perfect like you've never pigged out on s'mores before."

"That was one time!" Hallie protested, her voice rising slightly, causing Cherry to wince at the sudden burst of noise in her ear. "But get ready, I'll be over in like twenty!"

With a soft sigh, Cherry pulled the phone away from her ear as Hallie hung up. Placing the phone back on its cradle, making her way back to her room upstairs.

AS the summer air hung heavy and humid around Cherry, Cherry stood outside her house waiting for Hallie, adjusting the folds of her crisp white tennis dress. Though the dress was more about style than function for her, she couldn't help but wear it with satisfaction, a smile playing on herlips.

Hallie's exuberant voice broke through the quiet, and she rushed out to Cherry, embracing her in a tight hug. "Oh my gosh, we're matching!" Hallie exclaimed, her hands resting on Cherry's shoulders as she admired the coordination of their outfits.

Cherry chuckled, returning the hug. "Great minds think alike!" she quipped, a wide grin spreading across her face as she glanced at her best friend. Before she could say more, Hallie tugged her along the sidewalk.

"We've got to hurry, can't have you missing your boyfriend's swing!" Hallie teased, gripping Cherry's hand as they walked. The rhythmic click of their heels echoed against the pavement.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Cherry protested, her cheeks flushing crimson as she glanced down, feeling silly for having a crush on a guy she spoke not even one word to. "I've barely even spoken to him," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"And?" Hallie retorted, rolling her eyes playfully. She let go of Cherry's hand, turning to face her embarrassed friend. "Well, that's changing today my sweet country pumpkin!" she declared with a grin, seizing Cherry's hand once more and pulling her through the narrow path that leaded to the sandlot which was now in sight showing the boys endless game of baseball it seemed.

The two girls stood at a safe distance from the game, quietly observing to avoid getting caught in the flurry of baseballs. Cherry's gaze landed on a small blonde boy she hadn't noticed before. Hallie explained that he had recently moved in a few houses down, but he seemed more interested in playing than in joining their little crush-induced escapade.

Hallie nudged Cherry, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Look over there, your little boy toy is up to bat!" she whispered, eliciting a heated blush from Cherry, who swatted her friend away with a muttered "shut up." As she absentmindedly fixed her chunky headband and refreshen her curled hair with a small fluff, if Benny did see her she wanted to look okay at-least.

Nevertheless, Cherry couldn't help but watch as Benny swung the bat with precision, the satisfying "thwack" of wood meeting ball echoing in her mind as the ball soared through the air.

Then came the moment that shattered the jovial atmosphere. The ball struck the new boy, sending him tumbling to the ground. Laughter erupted from the other boys, a chorus of mockery that cut through Cherry's empathy like a knife. While the situation might have been amusing in its absurdity, being laughed at by a group of seven must have been a crushing blow to the boy's ego.

Benny's reaction didn't include laughter; Cherry was quick to notice that. She couldn't help but pick up on every detail about the brown-haired boy, a habit she found embarrassing. As she observed him, she noticed the empathy etched on his face, mirroring her own feelings of discomfort for the blonde-headed boy.

"Okay, I'll get it!" the blonde kid yelled, his voice tinged with embarrassment as he slowly made his way towards the ball near the mangled scraped metal dirty fence. Cherry chewed nervously on her lip, feeling a pang of sympathy for the boy. His overly long hat bill only added to the embarrassment of the situation, amplifying the social suicide he seemed to be inadvertently committing with each step he took towards the ball.

As the blonde boy finally retrieved the ball, he hurried back, his steps rushed as he tripped over his own feet halfway there. Awkwardly returning to his original spot, he stood there with the ball in his hand.

"We're waiting!" a nasally voice screamed from one of the boys, his oversized glasses making him look like he raided his grandma's closet. Another voice chimed in impatiently, "Come on, throw it!"

The chorus of impatient demands intensified, directed at the boy who now looked like he'd had the worst week of his life. Cherrys heart crumbled for the poor boy, she could have sworn that she felt tears welling up just imagining herself in his shoes.

She watched with a sinking feeling as the blonde kid attempted to throw the ball, failing miserably as it barely traveled five feet before rolling pathetically. The boys' laughter crescendoed, their mocking comments piercing the air as the boy stood there, on the brink of tears, his face red with embarrassment and the threat of spilled tears.

Cherry watched in disbelief, her brows furrowing and her mouth hanging open in shock. Hallie seemed to share her sentiment, the two girls standing there as the kids continued to roll around laughing.

"Y'all are horrible!" Cherry screamed at the boys, but they paid her no mind, only laughing harder. Her eyes landed on Benny, who stared at her, disappointment evident not in her, but in his friends.

"That wasn't funny!" Hallie yelled at the guys as she grabbed Cherry's hand, pulling her away. Cherry's gaze lingered on Benny for a moment longer, feeling her face heat up with embarrassment before she looked away, letting Hallie lead her through the small path.

Cast ← → 02

[unknownmarley]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ᴛᴇxᴀ ɞ˚‧｡⋆

𐙚⋆.˚ a multi part benny rodriguez fanfic

𐙚⋆.˚ benny rodriguez x crushing!fem!oc

𐙚⋆.˚ friends(kinda) to lovers, mutual pinning later in story, fem!oc hard crushing, fem!oc kinda dumb

⋆𐙚CAST

CAST

Christina "cherry" Benson played by Dawn Summers

(Heartbreak Hotel - Elvis Presley)

1:36 ━❍──────── -2:07

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VOLUME: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%

Hallie Zerman played by Jessica Alba

(Please Mister Postman - The Beatles)

1:36 ━❍──────── -2:34

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VOLUME: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%

Michael "mike" Zerman played by Jason London

(All Along the Watchtower - Jimi Hendrix)

1:36 ━❍──────── -4:00

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VOLUME: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%

Benjamin Franklin "Benny the Jet" Rodriguez played by Michael Anthony Vitar

(Puppy Love - Paul Anka)

1:36 ━❍──────── -2:42

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VOLUME: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%

THE REST OF THE SANDLOT CHARACTERS Played by RESPECTED CASTED ACTORS

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[unknownmarley]

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ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴀʀᴍᴀʀ!!

hiii i’m marmar or marley, whatever you feel like calling me!! i go by she/her, and i am a mix girly and unfortunately live in the deep south so sorry if my writing contains “y’all” every other sentence!

i will be posting fanfics on here, but my ff will not be the best writing due to my dyslexic but i do put a lot of effort into my work.

all my work will also be posted on wattpad @/unknownmarley, which all my work will be posted there first fyi.

i will not be writing smut, sorry.

but i’m in fandoms such as; the sandlot, the outsiders, the karate kid, re, criminal minds, twd etc.

i’m a big fan of lana del rey, dolly parton, elvis, and very much folk music. but i’m always open to new things!!

this is infact not my main acc, this is just for my writing. my main acc is @everyonesfavmarley which is more of an account where i just girl blog and yap, if that’s sounds like something you would enjoy be my guest and go follow.

i will try to do request if y’all want x reader but i usually do x oc just so i can have creative freedom but i can totally try x reader if y’all like my writing which i’m praying that y’all do.