I couldn't wait to write this story. I am taking a very small break from my other Sandlot Fic to write this. I am SURE this fic will be 4 chapters. I am splitting the song Brought Up That Way by Taylor Swift into 3 parts.

I added 2 OCs into this fic. They are… Madeline "Maddie" Palledorous and Elizabeth Rodriguez (She goes by many names Lizzie, Beth, etc.) Heather Santorelli is the little girl in the end of Sandlot: Heading Home.

The chapters will most likely be small, sorry. I only write to match the songs.

I don't own Taylor Swift's Brought Up That Way. I don't own Sandlot or any characters I use. I only own Madeline and Elizabeth.

Chapter Summary: Tommy Santorelli's daughter Heather is being bullied at school. So Tommy decides to be a good daddy and takes charge.

It had been exactly 3 days since Tommy packed up and moved his family to his childhood hometown. Of course, Heather couldn't be more scared. She was only 7, and in a new town. Just like any other 7-year-old who moved to a new town, she was scared she wouldn't make any friends. The only friends she had in this town were two girls who were at least 10 years older than her, at the youngest.

Her brother, Oliver, wouldn't have any trouble. He was brave, funny, outgoing and easier to talk to. But Heather was a very shy girl. She was also a major daddy's girl. In her old town, Heather thought no one could hurt her because her daddy protected her. She didn't know what was different about this new town. He can protect me here to, right? Heather thought to herself on the way to school. Her daddy was sitting next to her driving.

"Daddy…I'm scared." Heather said to her father sitting next to her.

"I know, sweetie. It will be alright." Tommy said to her in a soothing voice, not taking his eyes off the road. Heather nodded and looked back out her window. The drive was shorter than she had expected. Her old school was at least 10 minutes away; this drive was at least 3-5 minuets. "Bye, Heather." Tommy said to his daughter once they were in front of her new elementary school.

"Bye daddy." She said getting out of the car.

"I'll be home after school. When you get home, I want to show you somewhere. Okay?" Tommy asked his daughter. Heather was out of the car with the window rolled down so she could still talk to him. She nodded, making Tommy smile and say, "I love you."

"I love you too." She said back and walked slowly to her new school. Heather Santorelli has never been more scared in her life.

The day went worse than Heather thought, she felt hopeless and miserable the entire day. All she wanted to do was go home and cry her eyes out, like she did in the bathroom most of the day. She had to walk home with her little brother, Oliver. The entire walk home, he talked about how great his day was. His new friends, new teachers, everything he did etc. But with every word, it made Heather feel more and more miserable and horrible.

They finally reached their house. Oliver came in practically skipping, while Heather ran to her room crying. Tommy and Trudy looked at their daughter running by her face covered by her hand, but obviously crying. Trudy went to go talk to her but was stopped by Tommy. "I'll check on her." He said, "You go check on Oliver. He looks like he needs to say something or he's gonna explode." Tommy pointed to his son who was bouncing up in down on the sofa. Trudy nodded and walked over to her over-excited son, while Tommy walked to Heather's room.

"Heather?" Tommy asked quietly. He lightly knocked on the locked door to his daughters' room.

"Go away." Heather replied, her voice muffled and a little hard to understand.

"Please just let me in." He said with his voice quiet again. Tommy heard the shuffling of blankets and sheets. He heard the click of a lock and the door slowly creek open. Heather stood there sniffling and waited for him to talk. "Are you ok?" Tommy asked. Of course, he knew what her answer would be, but he still needed to ask. Heather hung her head down and nodded 'no'.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Tommy asked his daughter, bending down to her level. Again, the little girl nodded 'no'. Tommy took her small hand in his and with his other and lifted her head so she could look at him. "What happened?" He asked.

Heather just cried again, "Please, don't make me go back there daddy." To hear his little girl say that, it broke Tommy's heart. He nodded asking her to continue, so she did. "I just them to stop being so mean." Heather leaned forward and cried into her daddy's shirt.

Tommy nodded and lightly grabbed Heather's, pulling her away from him softly so she could see him again, "Come on." He said grabbing the girl's hand and walking to the front door.

"Where are we going daddy?" Heather asked still crying slightly.

"Your school" Tommy replied to his daughter, "Trudy, I'll be back in a little while." He yelled to his wife in the family room. "Come on sweetie." He said.

Heather nodded and followed him to their car. Tommy gripped the steering wheel the way, thinking about what he was going to say

They entered the small office that had the faded words in big black letters 'Principal's Office'. They were greeted by a lady who told both of them to wait for just a moment. After about 5 minutes, Tommy and Heather were called in to speak to the Principal of that local elementary school. Furious, Tommy walked and simply looked at the principal. "What can I do for you sir?" The Principal asked in a snotty tone that Tommy did not appreciate.

"What can you do? What you can do is tell me why my little girl is being bullied at this school." Tommy said slamming his hand on the man's wooden desk.

"It happens everywhere. There's nothing we can do!" The principal replied simply, as if it was no big deal.

"Listen here, Principal…" Tommy stopped to look at his name plate, "…Mead. I live and breathe everyday for my family and to see my little girl with tears in her eyes, coming home from school crying her eyes out, telling me to not bring her back here is completely unbearable. I didn't raise her to be put down by stupid kids with bad attitudes. We didn't move here, so she could be ignored and taunted. I live my whole damn life to see that little girl's smile, and this school can't do that for her. These kids can't do that for her." He finally finished. Principal Mead stood shocked at Tommy, and the words he had just said.

"Very well," the principal said, "I will try to keep a better eye out for Heather and any other kids being bullied."

"Good." Tommy said walking out of the door with his daughter, still holding his hand. They walked to the car in silence. But once they were in the car and driving, Heather spoke up…

"Thank you, daddy." She said looking at her dad smiling, her face still slightly red from all the crying.

"No problem baby girl." Tommy replied. "You know I'd always do that for you, 'cause I love you."

"I love you to." Heather said still smiling at her father.

"So, about the place I wanted to show you? You still up for it." Tommy asked his daughter. Heather just nodded. Tommy excitedly took the next turn and headed for the Sandlot.

Tommy was thankful for his family and the time he spent with them. Losing his mom when he was just 12, he treasured every moment spent with his family. Tommy was very thankful for Heather, his baby girl. And no matter how old she got, she would always be his little girl.

THE END!

I hope you guys enjoyed it. It was fun writing it. If you want the next part, please review! I hope you guys enjoy the rest of the songfic!

Brought Up That Way by Taylor Swift (Part 1)

Emily comes home from school

Grabs onto her daddy's hand

He says "Baby girl,

Whats wrong with you?"

She says, "Please don't

Make me go back there again."

She said, "I wish there was some

Way to make them stop it."

So he drives to that principal's office

And says, "I didn't bring her up

So they can cut her down.

I didn't bring her here,

So they could shut her out.

I live my whole damn life

To see that little girls smile

So why are tears,

Rolling down that sweet face?

She wasn't brought up that way."