So I just thought I'd say something about reviews. It's amazing and I feel loved that you reviewed in the first place, but don't review just saying "I like it! Update soon!" That's not a review. A rewvie would be telling me WHY you liked it or WHAT I could do to improve it. If not, just say theres nothing I could improve on. I know I sound like a review hungry bitch, but the little five word review isn't a review.
Check the prologue for the disclaimer.
"You don't talk much do you?" I looked up to see Wings and Timber in front of me and I blushed faintly as Wings stared at me. "But that's cool." I nodded and fiddled with my fingers before jumping as Wings leaned on his bike and reached over to flick the bell on mine. "That's pretty cool. My bell broke when I was like seven. Where'd you learn to…Oh great. Needman." I looked around and flinched as both Needman's appeared holding a tape measure. The second day I was here, I was introduced to E.J Needman. He wanted a cheerleader for his team and apparently my hair went great with the uniform. That's when Wings stepped in.
"Squints, how's it going there buddy?" Mr Needman said.
"Like you really care?" Squints shot back.
"Just being polite." I rolled my eyes, scoffing, and E.J whipped his head over to glare at me. I flinched, looking away, and Wings rested his hand on my handlebars.
"E.J, all the way to the fence now. " His father called as Squints hurried over. I leaned towards Wings and Timber.
"Hey, E.J's the dweeb but what does his dad do?" I whispered.
"His dad sells property. Looks like he wants to sell the Sandlot." Wings replied, just as Mr Needman said the same thing.
"You can't sell the Sandlot!" Squints exclaimed.
"Oh yeah they can. And I'm buying it." Mr Needman said. "Face it Squints. This old field has run its course. Besides, there's no real talent over here nowadays anyway." I scoffed and picked up a baseball carefully, and mimed throwing it at Mr Needman's head. The boys stifled a chuckled and shut up as Mr Needman turned around.
"I know I can fetch some nice price tags on some newly developed condos right where we're standing." Mr Needman said, closing his book.
"Well as long as I'm commissioner here," Squints said, peering over his glasses. "I don't see that happening." Mr Needman smirked and flicked Squints' glasses back up his face.
"Well then clean your glasses." He said nastily. "Because you got the future right here, and you don't even see it." He turned back to E.J and scowled. "Don't slack that off now. E.J!" I gritted my teeth, fighting the temptation to throw the ball at his head before tugging on Tommy's arm.
"Tommy. We gotta go. Movie night with your mom." I said before waving goodbye to the rest of the boys.
"Hey Heater, I don't think I can go." Toni croaked form behind the bathroom door. "I think I caught a bug." I pushed open the door, careful of my skirt, and knelt down next to Toni. She looked terrible, with pale skin and sweating face. I helped her up and into her room before rummaging in the cupboard for some towels. I set the towels around her, a bowl by her bed, and laid a damp cloth across her forehead.
"You go have fun with Sara and Tommy. Tell me about it when you get back." She said. "You look gorgeous in that skirt." I blushed and kissed her cheek before hurrying down the stairs and across the road. Tommy answered the door and Sara followed him out.
"Toni's sick but she ordered me to go." I said quietly, fiddling with my skirt. Sara nodded understandingly and linked her arm with mine, her other with Tommy's, and we headed down the street into town. Several times, I felt like we were being followed but each time I looked around, no one obvious was there. But the eighth time, I just gave up and enjoyed the walk.
"Did you have fun today?" Sara asked. I nodded, smiling, and Tommy shrugged.
"It was a little below my league but fun." He admitted and I grinned.
"I had fun. Just not sure about batting yet. I don't want to take someone out." I said softly, looking down. Sara chuckled.
"A little birdy told me you fancy someone." Sara said suddenly, nudging me. I blushed hotly and looked away, embarrassed, as Sara giggled. "Who is it? What does he look like?" She pressed for details and I finally gave in.
"He's a really good baseball player, and he has blonde hair and brown eyes." I said, giggling a little bit. "And he saved me from having to wear a hideous purple cheerleader outfit about a week or so ago." I heard a muted curse and gasp and looked around before shrugging as Sara pulled both Tommy and I across the road.
"Oh I hope this movie isn't too scary for you" She said, more to me than Tommy.
"Young Frankenstein? It gets funnier every time I see it." I bit my lip at the title but followed them in.
"Great, now we have to wait two and half hours to talk to them." Two-ton moaned before sniggering at the shell-shocked look on Wings' face. "Dunno if Wings can wait that long though. He just found out his dream girl dreams of him." Wings snapped out of it and punched Two-ton in the shoulder.
"Not even. Why do we need this kid on our team anyway?" He asked.
"With him, we could have a real team." Wok pointed out.
"And we could win the All City Championship." Roll added.
"Who cares about those butt-faces anyway?" Wings asked, rolling his eyes.
"I care about kicking those butt-faces butts." Two-ton replied.
"Not with that bofinado." Wings shot back.
"I took some calculations today and at the risk of sounding like a dweeb," Q started. "if you don't count the pitch he didn't swing at, Tommy's batting average is…a thousand." He said, trailing off at the end.
"You are L-7 weenies." DP said, making Wok and Roll laugh.
"Hey Sara, I'm going to get another soda. Would you guys like some?" I asked. Sara shook her head but Tommy nodded and dug around for the change. I shook my head and stood up.
"Pay me back tomorrow when you can see properly." I said, shuffling out into the aisle. I made it up the back just as DP slammed into me, slapping a hand over my mouth to make sure I didn't shriek. He relaxed once he saw it was me and rolled off me, letting me sit up and move back. Just in time as well. Q, Ryan, Wok, Roll, Timber and Wings darted in and they split up, Wings pulling me with him up the stairs.
"What are you doing?" I whispered, following the older boy through the deserted wings. He shushed me and leaned over the edge.
"Psst guys. I got him." He whispered loudly as DP joined us.
"Hey Tommy!" The catcher called quietly, making Tommy and Sara looked up. I dropped to the floor and they pulled me up and back down the stairs until we were all sitting around Sara and Tommy. I squeezed back into my seat and felt around for my tickets.
"You guys realise I only have an alibi for one of you right?" I whispered, holding it up. Wings' hand shot out and snatched it, tucking it into his jeans pocket.
"Just in case." He said as Sara leaned into Tommy, whispering something to him. He groaned and I slid back out into the aisle and followed the older boys out.
"Look fella's. I appreciate you asking me and everything, but the truth is I've got way too much on my plate right now." Tommy said.
"Tommy, we wouldn't be here if we didn't need you." DP said. "Truth is, we're not exactly what you would call…'good'" He said, making quotations around the word good.
"I'm sorry guys, but I can't." Tommy said before Two-ton pushed through.
"Tommy, I'm only gonna ask you this once, so I want you to be completely honest with me okay?" He asked and Tommy nodded. "Can you spot me twenty-five cents for some Goobers?" I giggled before jumping as Casper the usher made his way in, holding one of those lights.
"My guess is, you guys don't have any tickets." He said. I slowly slid behind Timber, seeing as he's the tallest, and the others pushed Tommy in front. "What do you have to say for yourselves?"
"We're with him." Two-ton muttered. Tommy spun his head around.
"Kill the monster!" He cried and I peered at him in slight disbelief before Wings tugged on my wrist.
"See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya!" He said before darting down the aisle and across people, pulling me after him. I laughed loudly, stepping across seats and out into the aisle opposite Casper before pulling a face at him. Wigs backpedalled, grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the theatre. I ran back and pulled on Two-ton's arm, getting him away from the Goobers, before following the other boys out into the street. We ran down the sidewalk and around the corner before finally stopping. I double over, laughing, as I remembered Casper's face.
"Wow, you're actually not blushing or being quiet." Two-ton said. I straightened up and smoothed out my skirt and fixed my top. "And you're in a skirt." I shrugged and peered around the corner, waving to Q, Wok and Roll, who skidded to a stop next to us.
"You guys jacked me from my own movie night." I said, folding my arms. "And I had the proof to stay there." Wings dug around in his pocket and pulled out the other ticket.
"So do I. But I don't like that movie, too funny." He said, leaning against the wall. I blushed as he looked me up and down and Two-ton and Timber gagged while Wok and Roll sniggered.
"How old are you?" Wings asked.
"Thirteen, why?" I replied, confused. He shrugged and Two-ton rolled his eyes.
"Gag me." He muttered as DP finally joined us. "Well that was a bust. He won't do it."
"What won't he do?" I asked.
"Join our team. We'd ask you but according to Benny and your sister, you can't bat very well." Timber said. I looked down, nodding, and shrugged.
"I'll see you guys later then. Thanks for the fun night." I said, turning around. But I turned back when they started muttering and shoving each other before Wok pushed Wings forward and they disappeared. He rubbed his neck awkwardly and I blushed.
"I'll walk you home." He said, offering his arm. I blushed deeply but tucked my hand into his arm none-the-less and we started walking.
"Hey, how did you learn to pitch like that?" He asked, about five minutes into the walk. I shrugged.
"I used to watch all the baseball games and then my sister started to teach me. She used to teach baseball until her arm got injured you know," I said. "And then she threw everything into teaching me, even though she couldn't throw. But you should've seen her bat." I said before looking away. "I wish I could bat like she used to." Wings chuckled and tightened his grip on my hand.
"You make up for it in pitching though." I blushed.