Sorry about the long wait for the next chapter. But my dad has this weird thing about not wanting us kids of the computer during the summer. So I waited until he was a sleep and called my mom at work. Any way the waits are most likely just going to longer. I am being fored to move all the way to Mississippi. From Michigan. Grrr. Any way here's chapter three.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Now I'm going to go cry in a corner. I wish I owned Sandlot though. But I don't. I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!!!

RECAP: Chapter two: Proven

Then it dawned on me. I, Samantha Destiny Phillips, had successfully tagged out Benny 'The Jet' Rodriguez. No one has done that before. I mean no one.

Chapter Three: Bat meet Face

Everyone was still questioning my amazing skills when one of the Sandlot Boys snapped at me.

"Alright so you can pitch, but can you bat?" I looked who at was talking but no name came to me. All i could think of was that he was the newest member to the Sandlot. But I couldn't come up with a name.

I didn't really know what to say to that. I mean come on kid I just tagged out Benny Rodriguez and all you can do is ask me if I can bat. But of course being the wonderful friend she Holly spoke for me.

"Can Sam bat? Are you serious?" great Holly has her hand her hip. This is so not going to end well. "I bet she could hit a home run off you and your little Sandlot team."

Shut up Holly. Shut up Holly. Shut up Holly. I kept repeating in my mind.

"Really now?" what is his name?!?

"Yeah," Holly is you say one more word I will kill you in your sleep.

"Alright let's bet on it." Mike? Jordan? Peter? Nothing. "The Sandlot team will take the feild. Everyone of us but Kenny. The girl (it's Sam)will bat. The winner gets bragging rights."

"Deal," Holly said sticking out her hand which the boy shook. I really wish I could remember his name.

The Sandlot Boys took their places out on the feild. While Holly dragged me to home plate.

"You know Holly, you should really learn to keep your mouth shut unless you're going to get yourself into trouble." I told picking up the bat. "And if I lose this bet I'm going to kill you."

Holly know I was joking but she still looked scared.

Stepping up to home plate I noticed Benny had took place has pitcher and Phillips took his spot at thridbase. That wasn't part of the deal but it doesn't really matter. Phillips is a horrible baseman. I wonder if they know that.

"Ready to lose sweetheart?" Ham asked from his spot as catcher.

"I don't plan to," I retorted gripping the bat even tighter.

Ham laughed. "Yeah, well I like to talk to my batters. You know? Get them nice and destracked."

I smirked. "Then it's just to damn bad that I don't have ADD."

"What?"

But I didn't have time to answer. Benny had wound up and pitched. I heard the crack as the ball and bat made contact. So I ran. has I ran I looked over to left field ( where the ball had landed)it was a double. A triple if I ran fast enough. But there's no way was it close to a home run. Oh, well it ain't like I got anything to lose.

Rounding second I sped for thrid as no name got ready to throw the ball to Phillips. I rounded thrid just has Phillips got the ball. Running as fast as I could I watched as Ham caught the ball and got ready to throw it back to Phillips. Did he really think I was going to waste time by running from thrid to home and back again over and over again?

Ham's surprise and shock showed clear on his face when I didn't turn back around or even slow down. But he got over it fast and got ready to tag me out. So I slid. Ham was not ready for that. Ham had been blocking home base and was in my way. So when I slid, I slid right in between his legs. It's a good thing I'm skinny other wise I most likely wouldn't have made it.

Coughing I rolled over on my side after I came to a complete stop. In my attepment to slid Ham fell over trying to tag me. And now I had dust and his feet in my face.

I could hear Holly cheers being mixed in with the shocked and out raged shouts of the guys. I tried to sit up and see what was happening, but there was still to much dust for me to see. So I lied back down and coughed up my lungs.

"Sam are you okay?" I could hear Holly ask.

"I think so," I said finally standing up. "What -cough- happened?"

Holyy bit her lip. "You almost got a homerun."

I shrugged. I wasn't the one who started this. Serves Holly right.

"Damn Sam that was cool," Andy, one of Phillips's friends, said picking up a bat. "Think you can teach me to bat like that."

Andy was standing closer to me then we both thought. He took a practice swing and...

BAM!

Everything went black.

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Sunshine came shinning in through the my open window painfully bright. My head hurts. Why does my head hurt?

Sitting up in bed my head swam. I put my head on my forehead. I sat there for a second as the events from yesterday came flooding back into my mind. I am so going to kill Andy next time I see him. That boy is going to have a baseball bat sticking out of his-

"Sam! Are you a wake?!" Phillips asked banging on my door.

Standing up I walked over to my door and opened it.

"It's not nice to scream at the injured," I said.

Phillips didn't say anything. He just laughed and walked away. Do I really look that bad?

Finally deciding that I wanted to see how bad I do or do not look I walked to the hallway bathroom. Looking in the mirror I saw that I am now sporting a big, black, ugly eye.

"Andy is so dead!"

Dun dun dun! Will Sam get her revenage? Will Andy end up in a ditch somewhere? Find out next time on A Dimond in the Rough.