I wake up to somebody's face above mine. My vision is blurry and I can barely make out a thing. "She's coming around" I hear. I don't know the voice "wh- who are you?" I say. My mind is racing with thoughts of what happened. Have I been shot? Am I dead? (A sandlot fanfic) Started April 27th 2020

(slow updates) It's not that Y/N hates the sandlot boys, its just that they have never been nice her and she returned the same energy. Always being the target of the boys' teasing, she's never found them worth her time and energy. Y/N is childhood friends with Phillips and when the boys find this out and the surprising truth that a girl can play ball better than half of them, they have a lot of resentment towards her. But Benny and Smalls are on a mission to have her play with them at the sandlot even against their friends' wishes. After fights, betrayals, and the fate that one experiences when growing up, who will be by her side through it all? BTW: I did not create nor am I taking any credit for any of the characters or any story from the original movie only the new story line and any new characters I create :) Also this is a Y/N story and I do use ( she/her ) pronouns but you can just pretend like they are whatever pronouns you identify as :))