AN: hey i'm trying so hard not to rush Tren and Fingers together. I'm a romantic comedy writer, not a fighter to the DEATH! writer. Please check out my Ouran Host club story! love you, chow! :)

chapter. 7. Call me crazy.

The week went by fast and the weekend was here. I planned a picnic with my kids. There was a little park near the sandlot. I dressed in a red dress and my toms. My hair flowed down my back in ringlets. I dressed Pepper in a red shirt that said ' Peace, love, CHOCOLATE!' her blue tennis shoes, old and falling apart. Landon in a blue shirt and blue and white shorts, I forced him to wear a hat. Carter wore a shirt that said ' crawling is old school' and little jean shorts. We were finally ready to tackle the heat. We headed off the kids sitting in their waggon as I pulled it.

POV: everyone

* at sandlot*

" Jamie winds up and is about to slaughter Ham, who is at bat." Cat says speaking into the invisible microphone in her hand. Ham looks at her and smiles.

" Love you too babe!" He says pretending like he was about to cry. Jamie strikes him out. The girls cheer.

" Hey, it got you to not pay attention." She said as he walked behind her capturing her in his arms. Cat struggled but, gave up ( or so he thought). She then tilted her head up staring at him he leaned in and kissed her, making his grasp on her loosen. She then pushed his arms freeing herself and then did her victory dance. Everyone laughed and then congratulated Jamie.

" Hey where's Tren?" Jazz said smiling and towing her new love interest Austin along. Austin waved, but didn't say a word.

" Fingers probably scared her off." Cat said glaring at him. All Tren's friends knew about what happened and refused to talk to him directly. Fingers just stared at his shoes as she said her comment.

" Well i'm worried. See you guys later i'm going to see her." Jazz said pulling Austin toward the gait.

" Jazz she's probably spending time with the kids." Jamie said slapping herself after she realized what she said.

" KIDS?" Everyone said their jaws dropping. The girls turned and looked at each other than sprinted out of the sandlot. The boys chased them through the streets, almost hitting people. The girls suddenly stopped making the boys slam into them.

" Hey what was that for." Ham said than following their eyes stopped.

There was Tren sitting on a red blanket talking to a guy about 17, with three kids running around them. If anyone was to pass by and look at them, they would think that they were a young family. Tren laughed capturing a little boy in her arms showering him in kisses as he tried to wipe them off. She then looked up meeting the eyes of the very rude sandlot gang.

" Please excuse me." She said setting the boy down and glanced at the man, as he nodded in understanding.

" Hello, if you're going to scream at me accusing me of something i'm not, you're going to have to wait in line." Tren said her eyes piercing each person like daggers.

" We tried to stop them." Jamie said her eyes peering at her begging for mercy.

" It's ok, I do not blame you. Since you're probably going to make your own assumptions i'll tell you. Not now, but tonight at the sandlot. Good bye." She said what she wanted to say and twisted around on her heel. She walked back and sat down, picking up the littlest child and feeding him a sandwich. The sandlot gang dispersed and went home, not saying a word.

POV: Tren

I don't want to tell them my story. I can't let go of my deepest secret, I can't. What will they think? I must think about the safety of my children. We could be better telling someone. Getting help, the sandlot gang aren't that bad. I feel like I can trust them, but will they turn away... or love and help my children to grow into the people I hoped they would become?