As the ball, Ham hit, flew over the fence the boys started to hit Ham for losing our only ball. I glance over at Scotty who looks just as confused as I am. I walk over to him and say- "why don't they just get the ball?" He shrugs his shoulders and slightly chuckle. "I guess it has to become a women's job." I said walking closer to the fence. I slowly and cautiously started to climb the fence. Just as I was to stop down, a loud ear piercing scream filled the sandlot. "Stop!!!!" I slightly look back and see the whole group running towards me. "Guys?!" I callout. They continue running towards me until I feel a pair and hands around my waist- it was Benny.
"You could've been killed." Squints said taking his cap off.
"Yeah-yeah truly, what were you doing?" Yeah-yeah asked.
"Isn't obvious? I was getting the ball back."
"Guys she's new. She doesn't know." Benny said standing on my side.
My arms were crossed. "Whats going on?" I asked a bit pissed.
Benny turns to me and puts a hand on my shoulder. "The ball is gone. Forever. It belongs to the Beast."
I rolled my eyes. "The Beast? Really? Aren't you guys a little to old to be believing in monsters?"
"The Beast isn't a monster. He a-" Benny says until he looks around.
"CAMP OUT!" they all yell in unison.
I look back at Scotty who found this amusing. I look back at Benny, who wouldn't stop staring at me. I get closer to him and whisper in his ear. "Camp out?" He chuckles and pulls me to the side
"Just meet us here at 7 to 8."
"Ok." I say with a grin.
I look back at the group to see everyone looking at us. Even Santana and Rachel. I had to say something to break the silence. But what?
"Uhmm... What do we do now?" I asked kicking a rock.
"Let's just go home." Ham said.
We all went out the sandlot and went out seperate ways, except for Benny and I. Benny and I walked to our house quietly til he broke the silence.
"So you and Connor are a couple?" He asked.
"Cameron? And no." I said.
The last time I seen Cameron (after our kiss) I told him that I wanted to be just friends. So we are actually really good friends.
"Really. How come?"
"No offense when did you start caring?" I asked sweetly, so he wont get mad at me.
"When we became friends I cared. Is it wrong to care for my friends?" He asked a bit sarcastically
"No, but... nevermind." I said looking down.
He stood right I front of me so I can't continue walking.
"Let's start over. As friends, and see where this goes... please?" He asked.
I smiled and hugged him. "Of course." We continued walking, but this time he was going on and on about baseball.
We soon said our goodbyes and I walked inside my house. My mom was sitting at the kitchen table with... another man!? I instantly look at him. He smiles at me.
"Oh Tiffany, your daughter looks just like you." He said in a polite way, but I still hated him.
"Meg, you're home so early. Is everything alright?"
"Yeah... we lost the ball today." I said not taking my eyes of the guy.
"Meg, this is Mark, he works with me." She said dragging me closer to him.
"Hello." I said emotion-less.
"How do you do."
"Good, how about you."
"Great thanks for asking."
Yup it's official. I definitelyhate this guy.
The camp out! I still have to ask mom.
"Ummm... Mom, can I ask you something?"
"Of course honey, what is it?"
"There's a sleep over at the sandlot, can I go?" I asked. I squeaked as I finished.
"Who's gonna be there?"
"Rachel, Santana, Benny..." I trailed off a bit.
"Benny? I don't know..." she said a little bit over protective.
"Please. I really- really want to go." I begged pouting my lips a bit.
"Okay. But promise me you won't do anything bad." She said pointing her finger.
"I promise." I repeated. I glanced at the time, it was 6:30 I have to start getting ready. "Ok mom I'm gonna get ready now." I said as I turned to Mark. "Nice meeting you." I lied.
I sped walked to my room, and I heard him call out, "You too sweetie" I grabbed a pair of pajamas, and other essential. I slung my back pack over my shoulder and walked out the door.
I walked at least half a block down until I heard my name, "Megan!" I look back and wasn't surprised at all. Benny ran towards me.
"I knew that was you." He said. He examined me. "Those are your pajamas?"
"What? No, my pajamas are in my back pack."
"But where are you gonna change?" He asked.
"Crap! And I can't go back home because there's a guy there."
"There's a guy at your house?"
I slightly rolled my eyes."long story." There was a small moment of silence. "What am I gonna do?"
He thought for a second til his face lit up. "You can change near that tree over there," he said pointing at a tree in the distance. "And I'll look out."
Even though I didn't feel so great about his plan, but I didn't have another choice. We quickly went to the tree and I started to change his back was facing me. I finished putting on my pant, and I started to put on my shirt, then the most horrible thing happened.
"Are you done yet?" He asked slightly turning around.
"DUDE!" I yelled. Even though I was wearing a bra, but he saw some cleavage.
"I'm so sorry." He said chuckling a little.
I put on my shirt and went infront of him. "That's not funny." I said giggling a bit.
"Then why are you giggling." He asked with a huge grin on his face.
I rolled my eyes. "Come one let's go." I said walking away.
The pajamas I was wearing was a pink long sleve, and black sweat pants, and black converse. I was so comfortable. So I leaned into Benny's ear and whispered
He looked at me serious. "Of what?" He asked afraid of my answer.
"That I'm so warm." I said laughing.
He playfully rolled his eyes. "Come on, before we are late."
(A/N) ___sorry, sorry, and sorry. I haven't updated in soooo long. But thank you so much for all the support you have given my story I honest to God appreciate it. And I wanna say thank you for a total of 400 reads. That might seem small to you, but I thought this story wasn't going to do good at all. But if you enjoyed please vote, comment, or share. Hopefully I'll update again soon. ;)
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The New Girl at the SandlotFanfiction
Megan moves far away from home with her mom and her baseball glove. She is ready for any challenge thrown at her except a cute boy with the same love for baseball. Will Megan fall hard for love or will she play it cool?