So, other than all that, we had a pretty good childhood. We also played a couple of sports. I played soccer from kindergarten to atleast 12th grade, since I couldn't play the rest of the season because of my ankle. But I also mentioned that I played Softball from 2nd to 4th grade. I quit because I threw a softball at my teammates head during practice. Yeah I still feel really bad for it because those things hurt!

Ty: I played Football until I graduated, but I also played baseball. I only played it for a year though because the pitcher accidentally through the ball at my face, and it broke my nose.

*Flashback*

"Ehhh! I can't reach!" I complain as I try to grab the monkey bars.

"I can." Sabrina smirks. I frown.

"I hate being short." Sabrina and I are in our Softball uniforms because after the boys are done with their baseball game, we have ours. I look at the gap between the two playsets and smile. I was about to jump onto the one across from me when I hear someone yell, which makes me fall into the gravel below me.

"If I'm not back in time, go back with Adam and Sabrina." Dad yells. I turn around and see him getting into the car and he drives away.

"Where's he going?" I ask Sabrina. She shrugs. I get up and we run over to the bleachers where Camron and Savanna, Adam and Sabrina's parents, are sitting.

"Where's Conner going?" Sabrina asks.

"He's taking Ty to the hospital." Savanna explains. What?!

"What happened?" I ask worriedly.

"The pitcher through the ball a little to high and it hit Ty square in the nose." Camron explains.

"That must have hurt!" Sabrina exclaims.

"Well, he was more shocked, really, than anything." Savanna says. Wow.

"Well, you guys should go get your equipment. Their game is about over." Camron says.

*Ty's P.O.V*

I'm up next to bat. Adam is currently up batting. He hits the ball and only makes it to 2nd base before the pitcher retrieved it again. I walk up to the plate but freeze on the way. Oh no. I'm not having a mini panic attack right now!

"Ty? You ok?" Coach Baldwin asks and puts his hands on my shoulders, making me jump.

"Wh-what?"

"Are you ok? Do you need to sit down? You look sick." He says.

"N-no I'm fine." I stutter.

"Are you sure?" Jason asks from the dugout.

"Y-yeah." Coach Baldwin nods and I step up to the plate. I take a deep breath and get into position. The pitcher throws the ball and I swing. Strike. He pitches again. Strike. He pitches again, but this time, instead of it being a strike, he pitches the ball a little too high and it hits me square in the face, sending excruciating pain through my nose. I yelp in pain and cover it with my hand, feeling a warm liquid run out of it. Coach Baldwin helps me into the dugout and gives me paper towels on the way. I sit down on the bench and Jerome tilts his head at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Your nose looks a little crooked." He says. I lower the paper towels a little and Ian gasps.

"It's really crooked! I'm getting your dad." He says and runs out of the dugout. He comes back moments later with Dad.

"Let me see your nose." Dad says. I remove the paper towels completely and Dad gasps. "Come on, I'm taking you to the hospital."

*Time Skip*

I look at Crystal and smile. She's up to bat. The pitcher throws the ball and she hits it. The pitcher didn't recieve it in time before Crystal made it to home plate. That was it. That was game. They are going to the championship game. Crystal runs out of the field and runs up and hugs me.

"You look silly with that bandage on your nose." She giggles. I smile. She then screeches in surprise as Dad picks her up and hangs her upside down.

"Daddy! Put me down!" She laughs.

"Nah." Dad says. He then drops her, but I catch her and Crystal starts laughing even harder.

"You guys ready? Coach Kirsten's taking us out for ice cream to celebrate." Sabrina says. We all nod.

*End*

====== Authors Note ======

I don't even know if this makes sense...

Anyways, I hope you warriors enjoyed this chapter and I'll see ya'll later!

BYE!!