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Since you guys guessed, I'll dedicate a different chapter to each of you

this chapter is dedicated to livexlifeximagine

I see the lights, see the party, the ball gowns,

I see you make your way through the crowd

to say Hello...Little did I know...

Juliet sat down on her living room couch, listening to the giggles and gossip coming from the other side of the room.

"He's so cute!" She heard her younger sister giggle. Judy and her friends were in the corner. They each held big smiles on their faces. One of them, a girl named Molly, pulled back her dark hair.

" Isn't he like four years older than you" Molly said.

Judy shot her a dark look. "two and a half."

Juliet rolled her eyes and continued to read her book. Molly looked almost identical to her cousin, Mara. Mara was another story.

It was another day; another day to go out and play in the hopefully not as hot as yesterday's sun. Juliet heard her mother's footsteps come down the stairs.

"What are all you girls doing inside?" Her mother asked. Judy, Molly and the other girl, Juliet couldn't quite remember what her name was, hurried out the front door.

She turned to see her older daughter still on the couch reading.

"Aren't you going to head to the Sandlot?" her mother asked. Juliet bit her lip, and lowered down her book.

" I don't see why I have to go" Juliet said. " He knows I can't play and that none of them like me, at all".

She raised her book to continue reading. Her mother sighed, and plopped down on the couch beside her.

"I guess he.."Before her mother could finish her sentence, Juliet interrupted her.

"Why doesn't he make Judy play" Juliet felt like shouting. "She's pretty good at sports,heck, she's pretty. They call me Frizz Troll"

Her mother placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "You're just as pretty".

Juliet shrugged her mother's hand off. "I'm not. I'm a frizz hair know-it-all".

The frustrated girl darted out of the house, before her mother could mutter up a reply. There was a small storm brewing in Juliet. She wasn't wanted anywhere hardly. Especially at the one place her father said she practically belonged.

She heard the sound of the door shut behind her. This is going to be a long day She thought to herself. She turned over to look across the street to see the Sandlot gang peddling away on their bikes. She noted that the new kid, Tommy was with them as well.

Juliet hurried over towards the corner of her house, pulling out her own bike, and followed them. She brushed passed the small entrance and parked her bike where the others did. She hopped her bike, and entered the sandlot.

"Hi, Jules" She heard Benny call her by her loathed nickname.

"Please, don't call me that" She cried. Benny laughed a bit before calling out everyone's positions. Juliet shook her head and made her way over towards the shelter. What was the point in playing if no one really wanted her on the team.

She sat down in the shelter.

"Hi" a voice from behind startled her. She shot up out of her seat.

She turned back to see the new kid, or Tommy, right behind her.

"Oh, didn't see you there" She replied with a sheepish grin. She held out her hand. "I'm Jul..."

"Jules! Tommy said calling her by that horrid nick name. "You're here too? I thought it was just me at first. How did the tape in Romania go?"

Juliet stared blankly at the new kid. "umm, I have never been to Romania". The new kid groaned and tilted his head back and forward in one swift motion.

"This day could not get worse" He said under his breath. "Will I ever awake from this nightmare?"

Juliet gave him a small smile.

"Hey, Juliet" She heard Wings said. He ran up to the shelter, carrying a bat. "You wanna bat next?" He held it over for her to take it. Wings gave her a small grin.

As she reached out to take it, she heard Two-ton remark. "Hey,Everyone, Look Out, Frizz Troll's going to bat. Oh, that's right! She's too afraid of the ball".

Wing's smile vanished. "Frizz Troll's more afraid of air!" Juliet pulled her hand back. She sunk down in her seat. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Wings always did that.

"Guys, calm down" Benny said. " She makes more contact with the ball than anyone of you". Juliet laughed a bit inside. If she's too afraid of the ball, imagine how bad the others are. " I'd like to see one of you have the guts to hit off a real major league player"

That shut them up, well not all of them. Tommy stepped up from his seat.

"I'll do it, Right here!" He called out. Everyone except Dp, came over towards the shelter and sat down on one of the seats. Tommy waltz straight up to the plate.

Benny looked over at him. "What's your name kid?"

" Tommy Santorelli" He remarked. "trust me, benny, you're not going to forget it"

Juliet couldn't help join in the "Oh's". For once she felt like she could fit in.

"Who does he think he is, Hank Aaron" Two-ton asked. No one turned to look at him. All eyes were on the boy, who kept smacking the ball, everytime it was pitched.

"I think his swing, might be better than Hank Aaron's "Wings commented.

Ryan stood up to go get the bat. Tommy rushed over, and handed it over to him.

"Good pick, kid" He said."Wait, your name's Ryan right?"

The fourteen year old nodded his head.

"Hey, what do ya say?" Tommy said. Ryan lowered his head, and headed back over towards the shelter. He hardly ever talked, most people in the town knew why. New kids' well, Tommy was an excellent example.

Everyone was under the shelter, enjoying the lemonade Squints had brought.

Benny came underneath the shelter, and over towards Tommy. "Where did you learn to hit like that, man?"

Tommy shrugged his shoulders. His answer were names, none of them were familar with.

"Who?" D.P asked.

Wok and Roll had their own idea. "Must be, Juniors"

"Hey"D.p exclaimed. "with him on our team maybe we could enter the all championships".

Sad as it was, no one on the Sandlot was as good as they claimed to be, except for Juliet, who claimed to be horrible.

Squints lowered the trey of lemonade. "Enter? You guys could win".

A certain joy and excitement sprang up and ran through their veins. They could see it, they would hold up that trophy. None of the other teams would pick on them for being "Sandlots". People would actually see their talent and love of the game. Hey, they could even picture themselves on step closer to the major leagues.

Only for their dreams to smashed like a glass that fell on to the kitchen floor.

"What? Who said anything about me playing on your team" Tommy said. A giant crack entered their perfect fantasy, ripping it, destorying it, and murdering it with his icy tone of voice.

"I'm not going to be here that long" He said. Never in his life had he received more glares. Ones that screamed you better watch your back, no where is safe.

" I showed you how its done, that's my gift to you guys" Tommy told them. "They don't call me "The Santa" for nothing".

They looked back from one to another. Many in their anger threw down their gloves. They were one step closer to a dream, now that's it is, a dream.

"Stupid Santa" D.P muttered the clean and appropriate version of what they all were thinking. Benny headed over to talk to Tommy. No one else bothered to look at him. They all turned their backs and formed their little circle.

Juliet followed suit, and joined their little circle. For once they didn't tell her to run off, perhaps it was because someone finally annoyed them more than her. Juliet didn't know whether to be disappointed in Tommy or thrilled that she was finally apart of them.

"So what are we talking about?" Juliet said trying to sneak her way into their

conversation.

"The All city championships" Wok told her. Juliet straightened up her spine.

"We have nine players, we can enter" Juliet said.

Roll shook his head."Have you seen the way we all play"

"We kinda stink" Two-ton stated.

"no, that's just you" D.P said patting Two-ton on the back.

"It's me!" Timber exclaimed. "I'm a terrible pitcher."

"No, its cause I can't catch a ball" Wings muttered.

"I can't hit a home run" Q added.

" I can't hit the ball" D.P said.

" I can't hit air" Juliet remarked.

A jolt of laughter came out of each of them, including Juliet.

Maybe I can make friends here She thought to herself.

Everyone's conversations were rudely interrupted by an unwanted slick suit wearing guy and egotistic son. There wasn't a more arrogant family in town than the needmans.

Earl needman held on end of a measuring tape, and Ej held the other end, slowly walking towards the fence.

"Squints!" Earl's voice sounded with the same thrill a boring math teacher would have. " How's it going there buddy"

Squints stood up from his seat. With Earl, there was always something more than "what's up, buddy?". Always an ulterior motive.

"Just being polite" Earl said back. He looked over at his son, who was slowly moving the measuring tape. " Ej, all the way to the fence now".

The boy glared over towards the sandlots. Everything seemed kind of frozen. Squints stepped a bit out of the shelter. His head was in a daze. All he could think of was the measuring tape.

"what are you doing here Needman?" He asked.

Earl stated the obvious. " Just taking some measurements"

"Measurements?" Squints repeated. Since when was the sandlot a place for the metric system.

"You didn't hear?" Earl laughed. "The city is putting the sandlot up for sale". Thump! Eleven hearts underneath the shelter sank like the titanic. The sandlot was their everything, how could it be for sale.

"They can't sell the sandlot!" Squints sounded the cry they all wished to scream out.

"Oh, yes they can" Earl sneered." and I'm buying it."He gestured over towards the kids underneath the shelter.

"This field has run its course, besides there's no real talent here" He explained. A small flame lifted them up a bit.

"Yeah" Squints laughed. "Well, you didn't see what I just saw"

Earl wouldn't listen. He kept looking down at his clip board.

Ej was getting bored, having to walk around with a stupid measuring tape. He let the measuring tape slack off a little, and he was about halfway towards the fence. The sun beat down upon him, wiping the sweat that was forming on his forehead, he knocked of his hat, not realising it.

"I know" Earl told Squints. " that I can fetch a nice price tag on some newly developed condos right where we're standing"

Squints pushed up his glasses. He took his stance as if preparing to fight a hungarian horntail dragon.

"As long as I'm commissioner here, I don't see that happening" Squints triumphed.

"Well, clean your glasses" Earl retorted. "cause you got the future right here and you don't even see it".

He looked over to his right, glimpsing at his son. "Ej, don't slack off now! All the way to the fence!"

Squints received a thunderous applause from the sandlot kids and Benny, when he stepped back underneath the shelter.

"Can we really lose the sandlot?" Timber asked.

"No" Benny told them. "Because we're not going to let him, or anyone else take our sandlot". They clapped and shouted in agreement.

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