A/N Heyy guys. Sorry it took so long. I don't wanna be a jerk, but, could you please, please, review? I just want to know if this is good enough that people will review. Pweese?

Julia POV

When I got home, it was close to noon. I made it in the nick of time. Wendy and Sandy arrived shortly after I did. "Hey, it's nice to see you girls again." My mom greeted them.

"It's nice to see you again too, Mrs. Smith." My mom was still going by my dad's last name. I didn't know that.

"Hi Julia!" Wendy greeted me happily. Wendy and I had met not too long ago when I went to the pool. She had then introduced me to Sandy.

"Hey guys, you wanna go hang out in my room?" I suggested.

"Okay." Wendy said,

"Sure." Sandy agreed.

"Cool." We went down the hall to my room. I pulled out my chair and they sat on my bed. We started talking about one of the Life Guards at the pool. His name is Todd, and well, let's just say that he looks good without his shirt on. We went on that subject for a while, before the questions about who was crushing on who started.

"I… don't laugh, okay…." Sandy started.

"We won't." Wendy and I both said.

"I-I kind of, sort of, like Yeah-Yeah." She blushed as we smiled.

"You shouldn't be ashamed of that. Yeah-Yeah is a cool guy." I said. She looked up at me, so did Wendy.

"You know Yeah-Yeah?" Wendy asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, I met all the sandlot boys when they helped me get rid of this one jerky kid. Benny called him… Philips?"

"Oh, Philips is on that baseball team, and absolutely hates the sandlot team." Sandy explained.

"Ohhhhh….." I drawled out.

"So, what happened?" Wendy asked excitedly. I explained what happened and they both shrieked.

"Benny saved you! That is so cute. He is really cute. Don't you think?" Wendy exclaimed. I agreed and told them what had happened this morning, and the night before.

"Oh my gosh! That is so cute! Benny totally likes you. And you totally like him!" Sandy said. I blushed and yelled,

"I do not!" They both just laughed.

"So, you play baseball? That's weird. I've never met a girl who plays baseball before. Only softball, and never ones that are actually good at it." Wendy stated.

"I've been playing since I was little. My dad taught me." I shrugged.

"What's your dad like?" Sandy asked.

"He's really cool. He would always make time for me. We did everything together. We write each other letters now. This one time, he even wrote me a song." I smiled at the memory.

"How'd it go?" Wendy asked.

"It went: Seems only one who doesn't see your beauty, is the face in the mirror, lookin' back at you. You walk around here thinkin' you're not pretty, but that's not true, 'cause I know you…. He wrote it for me when I was twelve. He called it Tied Together With A Smile." I said (A/N, yeah, I know. But, it's FanFiction! Anything can happen.)

"That's really sweet. He sounds like a nice man." Wendy said. I just nodded before changing the subject. When dinner was ready, we ate before I walked them home. I ended up spending the rest of the week hanging out with them.

So, what'cha think? I don't know what I think. Do you think we should pretend that the song thing shouldn't have happened? Review and tell me!