a.n.: ok well I actually got some good critisim on my last teaser... and they were right... it really wasn't one. so hopefully this is an ok one. more chapters to come.
disclaimer: yeah theres nothing to disclaim yet...
"Second! Second! Yes! Go for the double play!" My small seven year old voice echoed through the small allies surrounding the lot we were playing in. Being a tom-boy was always hardest for me, the only one who would ever venture out to play ball with the boys. Most seven year old girls would rather be playing dollies, or having a tea party, but me, kicking the boys' butts was what I called a party. Since we were born, me and my brother Liam had been unseperable. So if he wanted to play baseball, then I'd be right there with him.
By the time I was twelve, life started getting hard. My father lost his first job and my mum lost all of her want to live. The doctors said that had she wanted live, she would have. I had stopped cutting my hair at ten so my brown hair flowed long down my back. My chicken legs were now well built calves from all of the years of runing. That year I grew some decent sized boobs.
At thirteen I stopped hanging out with my brother and started hanging out with girls my age and older guys. A guy named Jesse was my first. I was thirteen but he thought I was eighteen. Jesse was twenty.
The summer I turned fourteen was my biggest. Liam got sick. Dad was sending me away. He said that he couldn't handle me, that I was to much of a burden. That summer Liam died and dad became a drunk. I also met Dan, he was twenty-two. I don't remember what number he was, I stopped keeping track after fifteen. The summer I turned fourteen I left Chicago. I came to New York.