Hey guys, I couldn't wait any longer- lol, I just wanted to type this out sooner, so I started just after I put it up on fan fiction.

Heres chapter two

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I own NO ONE except for Elaine Robinson and Lisa Smalls. (:

CHAPTER TWO:

Camp out

I burst through the door to the guest room and collapsed on the bed. I started whimpering at the sight of my arm, all bandaged up.

I snatched the bulging pillow away from my bed and stuffed it onto my face.

How had that baseball guy gotten away without a scratch?

Well, he did land on me.

I probably broke his fall.

I clutched the television remote that was sitting on the edge of my bed and scanned it carefully.

I was about to click on the tiny television that sat on my dressing table- but then I had second thoughts.

I shook my head and threw the remote over my head;

no I thought I was here to spend time with Scotty and his family, not to watch television.

I got up from the bed and opened the door with a loud thunk.

I skipped down the stairs and sat up on one of the high kitchen chairs.

Aunt Sherry was sweeping up some dirt that was around the kitchen, and Uncle Phil hadn't emerged from his office.

At the hospital, he came up and brought me a candy bar to eat on the way home;

he only got to stay for five minutes before returning home.

I was kind of upset about that. Aunt Sherry packed away the broom, and wiped down the table, setting it up for dinner.

'So, how's your arm Lisa?'

I rested my arm on the table and slowly wiped away the new tears running down my cheeks. 'Yep'

I start to say. Scotty comes through the door at full speed and closes the door behind him.

'Hey mum, hey Lis' I wave to Scotty as he starts to explain to aunt Sherry about the 'sandlot' and the bunch of guys he was with today, he seemed really excited.

I wish Elaine was still here. Aunt Sherry and I dropped her off on the way home from the hospital;

she said she'll meet me at the drugstore as soon as she can.

I hoped aunt Sherry would let me go out tomorrow, I was beginning to think she may keep me isolated in here until my arm gets better.

But I'm sure I'm just overreacting, being paranoid. '...Then Benny hit a really good ball, it just went flying mum- you should've seen it!' exclaimed Scotty, he threw his hands up in the air trying to emphasise how big the hit was.

'Scotty, where is the sandlot?'

I was determined to see this supposed 'sandlot' and take a look with Elaine; maybe we could get in there and quickly get a good look before the boys show up.

'Oh, it's just down the road actually, I'll show you sometime'

Scotty bounded for upstairs, why would I want to play there with his friends, when I just wanted to see it?

Baseball is seriously overrated. I rolled my eyes and faked a smile.

That night I couldn't stop tossing and turning, I rolled over to one side- and then turned to the other when I realised I was lying on my broken arm, I hissed harshly and swapped sides.

This pattern rotated for a good half an hour when I heard a door close form the hallway.

I listened into the darkness for the noise again. I didn't hear it.

Though I did hear small footsteps coming from the floorboards.

I strained my ears until they started to hurt. I didn't hear any more noise.

Though I got freaked when something grabbed my hand. I let out a scream until someone clasped their hand around my mouth, 'Lisa! It's me relax!' my heart stopped thudding at the sound of Scotty's voice.

I hit him gently on the shoulder, causing him to stumble a bit.

'Christ Scotty! You scared the hell out of me!'

I started to wonder why Scotty was in my room anyway.

'Scotty, why are you in my room?' Scotty started breathing properly and adjusted his position on my bed, 'I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the sandlot tomorrow' I rolled my eyes, 'no' Scotty groaned, 'why not Lis? It's fun! Trust me!'

I grabbed a hold of Scotty's waving hands, and placed them in his lap, 'why though? So I can just watch you and the guys play? Scotty, do you know how bored I will be?' I saw Scotty shake his head, 'No, you could help me, by throwing me balls so I can start to catch them better'

I was actually starting to consider this. 'You know I am right-handed, its gunna be hard for me to throw with my arm, as a matter of fact- aunt Sherry probably won't even let me go out with this thing on my arm, especially to a baseball diamond'

Scotty peered down at my arm, then at my face, 'but...the guys and I were talking about you.. And they want you around more' I put my good hand on my hip, 'why? Give me a reason' Scotty looked uncomfortable than ever, I saw him blush slightly under the darkness, 'they-....reasons' he finished.

Wise, I thought.

He fiddled with his fist and waited calmly for my response, 'well... um- ... I'll give it a go.'

The next morning, I woke sharply to an alarm clock going.

The clock ticked noisily- sending my hands straight to my ears, 'I'm up! I'm up!' I screamed into my pillow, and moaned.

'Rise and shine Lisa!' Scotty came bounding through my door, and jumped on my bed, nearly standing on my arm.

'Whoa! Scotty watch out!' I jumped out of my bed, and slammed my hand down onto the alarm clock.

Looking at Scotty, I realised he was fully dressed, cap in head and mitt on hand.

'Why are you dressed? W- wait, what time is it?' I looked down at the clock and realised it was 10 to 11. 'Sugar!' I cried worriedly.

'They are expecting us at 11' I looked up at Scotty, 'they? Us?' Scotty stifled a tiny chuckle, 'yep, Benny and the gang want us down there by 11 o'clock' I angrily looked at him, 'did you already promise them I would be there? Scotty, what if your mother says I have to stay home today?'

Scotty looked down at my pillow in shame, 'I kind of did, and I will say sorry if you can't...' Scotty, for once in his life, looked...guilty.

I looked up at him in confusion, and promised myself that I will be there for him.

After all, Scotty doesn't make friends very easily- and these were 8 kids all willing to be a part of his life, 'fine, I'll be there... just give me an extra 10 minutes to get ready'

Scotty looked up at me and smiled, I returned the favour and entered my closet, pulling my best dress off the rack.

Red. My favourite colour.

Scotty had already left when I was all ready and changed;

I fastened the strap on my shoe and quickly ran the brush through my long, silky hair.

I felt it bouncing back from the brush and knocking me in the shoulders.

It kind of tickled. I giggled, and took off down the stairs, 'Aunt Sherry!' I called. Aunt Sherry appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, 'want some breakfast hon.-

'Am I allowed to go to the sandlot with Scotty?'

Aunt Sherry looked a taken back and then laughed, 'sure' she replied happily.

'Great!' I took a handful of cereal and ran out of the house, broken arm flying about in its bandage.

I heard aunt Sherry mumble something about 'questions never being asked' when I exited, but I ignored it and continued down the road.

I heard the roar of speeding bicycles down the road, and rolled my eyes.

It was him again.

I tried my best to ignore it, but they shouted to each other of my presence.

I turned my head to the left and came face to face with the baseball guy;

I really have to know his name. Seriously, I can't go on forever calling him 'baseball guy.'

He nodded at me, I then saw his pupils dilate as he took off on his bike.

I scoffed, and tossed my hair over my shoulder, and turned the corner.

When I took a good fifteen to twenty steps, I could hear the sound of a ball being passed- and the frantic yelling of excited boys.

I strained my ears to see where it was coming from, and saw a crack in the fence- big enough to fit a girl like me through.

I pulled myself through the crack in the fence, and was exposed to a crowd of muddy, baseballers.

Each one dropped what they were doing and glared at me. I could see Scotty waving me over in the corner of the field, I walked over to him.

He gestured the guys and spoke uneasily. 'They want to finish the names'

names? What was he going on about names?

A tall guy with tan skin and green hair stepped forward. He was by far the tallest, perhaps even the oldest.

He looked of Hispanic ethnicity.

'Hello Lisa' he pointed to each boy who angrily spat his phlegm onto the ground, and smirked at me, he said a name as he pointed to each one, 'Hamilton Porter, we call him Ham' A chubby redhead kid who needed to be slapped across the face, 'Michael 'Squints' Palladoreous' A nerdy guy with glasses, the one who had told me previously about the baseball guy.

The one who was teeny tiny. 'Timmy and Tommy Timmons' two tiny kids who were smaller than Squints. I think that's what we are meant to call him....

'Kenny Denunez' an African-American, slamming a baseball into his baseball mitt.

'Bertram Grover weeks' A tall freckly boy with black hair, with glasses.

'And I'm Benny Rodriguez, you've already met yeah yeah' he gestured to himself, and then to the dimples kid I met yesterday.

Oh yes, I remember him.

'An obviously, you already know Smalls too' he gestured to Scotty with his thumb and threw the bat he had been holding over his shoulder, beside the dugout and waved his friends over, 'come on guys' each one dropped what they were holding, and obediently followed him.

Wow, I thought. I thought I better follow him too, so I did.

They all sat around the dugout, each one sitting- including Scotty and me standing in front of them. I felt like a loner. 'So......you got a boyfriend Lis?' I stared down hard at the boy who had just talked; I think his name was Bertram....can't remember.

Everyone moaned and groaned and slapped Bertram across the head, even the teeny tiny Squints slapped him hard. He ended up laughing and throwing the mitts he had thrown at him onto the floor. I felt all eyes on me.

I felt kind of uncomfortable, 'I feel like I'm under a microscope' I say flatly. Scotty laughs, everyone just smiles. 'Come one guys, let's just get back on the field' that's it? No discussing anything?

Paper vs. plastic? We just sat down for nothing? Hmm.

Benny got up and swapped gear with Ham, who was now better- and Benny as umpire. I only watch from the dugout as the boys' took their positions and started playing baseball again. I was utterly disgusted by the game, but I have to admit- it looked pretty fun.

Maybe I underestimated it. I sat down on the seat, having my left arm balanced on my knee, my chin resting on my arm- and my right one softly placed inside my lap. I watched with wide eyes as Kenny announced his pitch,

'alright- this is my heater, I dare yah to hit it!' he yelled.

'You'll be sorry...' I heard Ham mumble, Benny got ready to lurch forward and catch the heater.

But he never had to catch it, because Ham had miraculously hit the bal...right over the fence.

Ham yelled and cheered, and laughed at himself.

Benny angrily ripped the mask off, 'man! Ham, idiot, now we can't play no more!' Everyone took off their mitts, and as the same as what they did with Bertram- threw the mitts at Ham, who was now laughing and cheering for himself, 'woo!' he shouted.

Everyone acted as though it were the end of the world, screaming stuff like, 'what are we gunna do?' and, 'we have no more money.' I started to slowly jog up to the fence then started into a fast sprint- I stopped abruptly just before the large, 7 foot green fence, that stood towering over me.

I gulped.

I pulled Scotty with me, 'wait a second guys! We'll get it!' Everyone had turned away from us, Scotty gave me a boost up to the fence.

I had to admit, I was being pretty risky climbing this thing with my arm,

'are you sure you should be doing this?'

came Scotty's nervous question.

Funny, that kid always seems to read my mind.

'Yeah, of course! I'll be a hero when I return the ball back to you guys! You will never stop thanking me, after all- it seems like an awfully big burden to collect a ball' I rolled my eyes and chuckled. 'NOOOOOO' I heard the cry of Squints behind me, my arm was nearly over the edge of the fence, my legs balanced on Scotty's thin hands.

Squints came sprinting over to the two of us, followed by the rest of the sandlot gang, all shouting and shaking their heads at once.

WTF.

Squints was the first to reach us, he practically snatched me out of the air and put me back down.

I was on the ground before I could say: teeny tiny.

Whaa. That was impressive.

Even when the two of us were safely on the ground, everyone was screaming and panicking still. I couldn't help but laugh at them.

'The beast will eat you alive! He'll chew you up, and then spit out your bones!' cried Benny, still jumping around frantically.

'The beast? Some mythical legend you boys grew up believing?' I scoffed and laughed to myself, 'unbelievable' Ham stepped forward and grabbed my shoulder, 'look, doll, I think you're great and all- but it's pretty stupid practically feeding yourself to that thing'

I shook my head, 'tell me exactly what's behind that fence'

the boys looked down at the ground and cuffed their shoes, 'no one knows, maybe you should see for yourself' Benny pushed me towards the fence, making sure he was a good 10 feet away before watching me with a worried look.

I peered through the fence, and nearly leaped out of my skin when I heard a deafening roar that sounded over the silence.

I shook with fear and faced Benny and the boys,

'w-what was t-that t-thing?' I cried nervously.

The boys looked at one another, making sure they all had the same idea- then looked back at me. 'Camp out' they all said in unison.

'Aunt Sherry!' I burst through the door to Scotty's house, Scotty following close behind with his friend Benny.

'Aunt Sherry!' I called again. Scotty talked with his friend Benny for a moment, something about a tree house.

'Yes Lisa?' I heard a noise from the stairway closet.

'Would Scotty and I be able to spend the night in the tree house with the guys?'

Aunt Sherry came into view looking confused, 'huh?' I rolled my eyes and started again, 'don't start rolling your eyes Lisa' aunt Sherry said sternly, 'sorry aunty Sherry. Listen, Scotty's friends invited us to spend the night with them in the tree house by the sandlot, could we go?'

Aunt Sherry looked ay arm curiously, 'well, I know Scotty is able to'

Behind me, I heard an excited Scotty high five Benny. 'But, what about me?' Aunt Sherry sighed and stood still for a moment, tapping her fingers on the kitchen counter and biting her bottom lip, 'well....I'm not sure if you can go or not, after all it is a tree house- and I don't want you hurting yourself climbing up'

I felt my heart sink into my stomach.

Why did I care so much about hanging out with Scotty's friends?

I whined.

'Awwww, Aunt Sherry!' I turned around to face Benny and Scotty, who looked just as disappointed as I was.

'Mrs Smalls, I promise that we will take care of Lisa' said Benny, adjusting his cap- looking hopefully at Aunt Sherry.

Aunt Sherry started tapping her fingers again, and then sighed thoughtfully, 'I suppose.......' she started to say, 'Ya!' I yelled. 'Wait, there's a but' I groaned and whined, whenever aunt sherry says, 'but' it's usually a very boring one.

This usually takes the fun out of everything.

I gestured for Aunt Sherry to continue, 'but if your arm starts to hurt in anyway- you are to come straight back here and let me know, no matter what the time is' I nodded thoroughly, 'yes, Aunt Sherry.'