Thanks for the reviews! Just to clear things up; in this fic Gus attended kindergarten with the gang for a short time. (Whether or not this actually happened, I have no

idea.) After two weeks he moved away, but came back in fourth grade. In later chapters there will be flash backs of this time. Anyway, I do NOT own this show or it's

characters.

Spinelli's POV.

I climbed out of TJ's window. No one except me and TJ knew that I visited him through the window on a daily basis, and I wanted to keep it that way. I walked around

to the front door, and knocked. TJ's mom answered the door. "Good morning, Ashley." Her too? Why does everyone find humor in calling me Ashley? "Hi, Mrs. Detweiler.

Is TJ up yet?" She nodded, and invited me in. "Theodore! Ashley is here!" I heard him yell from the kitchen. "I'll be there in a minute! And stop calling me Theodore!" I

gave a light chuckle. It looks like I'm not the only one with that problem. I saw TJ run from the kitchen, and over to where I stood. "Hey, Spin. What's up?" He winked at

me. "Hey, Teej. Just wondering if you wanted to go get a milkshake before school starts." TJ's mom eyed us, then left the room. "Sure. Bye mom!"

He pulled me out the door, and shut it before his mom called him again. I started a laughing fit again. This is too funny! I've been sneaking into TJ's room, almost every

day since seventh grade! "I still… I still can't believe they… they don't know!" I was laughing between my words. Again. TJ shushed me. He grabbed my hand, and pulled

me down the street. Once we got past my house, TJ let go of my hand, and started to speak. "Well… what are we really doing until school starts?" I shrugged. "I

dunno. How much time do we have?" TJ glanced at his watch. ""Well… it's only 8:04. So we have about forty-five minutes."

I thought for a minute. "Well… we could pay Joey a visit at the police station." TJ tilted his head. "What did he do now, burn down a building?" I laughed. "That's what I

said, when my mom told me he was in jail!" TJ smiled. "I guess what they say is true then. Great minds think alike. But, what did he do?" I sighed. "He tried to drive

home drunk last night. He crashed his car, and got busted for drug possession. But, the drugs weren't his, and he didn't use them." TJ looked at me. "Was he okay after

the accident?" Now that I thought about it, my mom didn't say if he was okay or not. I didn't think to ask her. I shrugged."He must be, if he's in jail rather than the

hospital." TJ sighed. "So, do you really want to go see him?" I shook my head. "Nah… he'll be fine. I think I'd rather walk around the neighborhood. What about you?"

He adjusted his baseball cap. "Sounds like a good idea to me."

We walked a couple blocks in silence. I let out a small laugh. "Can you believe how much the gang's changed since fourth grade?" Gretchen was still thin, but no longer

looking like a toothpick. She keeps her shoulder-length hair down most of the time. She wears small, rectangular glasses, a sky blue t-shirt, and navy jeans. "I'll say.

Remember when Gus wore glasses, and always broke them?" I let out another small laugh. Gus got tired of always breaking his glasses, and started wearing contact

lenses. He built up a few muscles, but was still fairly thin. He still wore the same type of clothes he did in fourth grade. "And Vince? Remember when he always wore

that jersey?" TJ laughed at the memory. Vince looked exactly the same, except he was taller, and wears black jeans, and a plain green shirt. "Well, everyone's changed,

except Mikey. He hasn't changed a bit!" I thought back. "Huh, I guess you're right. He hasn't changed. Same clothes, same hair, same everything."

We walked about five more minutes in silence. "Hey, Spin?" I looked over at him. "That's my name, don't wear it out." He gave a light chuckle, and looked at his feet.

"I'm… I'm sorry for what happened this morning." "Forget about it." I scratched my head. "What if I don't want to?" TJ whispered to himself, but I heard him. A small

blush crept over my cheeks. He probably didn't even realize he said it out loud. "Hey, wanna head over to the school yard? My legs are getting sore." TJ checked his

watch again. "We've only been walking for fifteen minutes… but sure. Let's go." I wonder if he knows what I'm thinking… I gave him a cheeky grin. "Really, Spin?" Oh,

yeah. He knows. I nodded, and yelled. "Race ya!" I bolted down the street, with my best friend chasing me. I'll always be a kid at heart. Always.

I got to the school yard first, and it was deserted. As soon as I stepped on the grass, I tripped and fell to the ground. TJ slowed to a stop right beside me. "You okay,

Spin?" He held out a hand, and helped me off the ground. I dusted myself off. "I'm fine. Thanks." He scratched his head. "No prob. Wanna sit on the steps until the rest

of the gang gets here?" I nodded. The school yard reminded me of Third Street Elementary, except here the area was mostly just a football field. Me and TJ walked

across it, and over to the front steps. I sat down on the third step, and TJ sat beside me. I stretched my arms. "I'm tired now." I crossed my arms, and TJ laughed. I

was so tired… my head fell onto his shoulder. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks again. What is wrong with me? I started to doze off.

I heard whispering. "How much do you wanna bet?" That sounds like Gus… "Um… a hundred bucks?" That sounds like Vince… "Please friends! Gambling is like a drug,

and you know what happens once all of your money is gone…" That's definitely Mikey. "Quiet…I'll take that bet. What about you, Gretchen?" "Put me down for the

same." What are they talking about? "Hey… Vince, get a picture before they wake up." I head the shutter of a camera go off. Who are they taking pictures of? Why are they

in my room? I pulled what I was leaning on closer to me. "Awe… that's so cute…" Gretchen's voice said. "Quick, take another picture!" The flash went off this time, and I

began to open my eyes.

I saw Gretchen, Mikey, Gus, and Vince staring at me. I closed my eyes again, pulling whatever I was snuggling, even closer. "What are you guys doing in my room…?"

Gretchen started giggling. "Um… Spinelli? You aren't at your house… you're on the step of the school…" I groaned. "Then what am I snuggling?" They all started

laughing, and yelled. "TJ!" My eyes shot open, and I looked to my side. I was snuggling TJ? And he has his arm around my waist? "I jumped, and landed on the ground at

the bottom the steps. TJ shot up at the same time, and stared at me. Both of our faces flushed.

"What the fuck! How long was I out?" Vince smirked, and dangled a camera in my face. "Wanna see the pictures?" I balled my hands into fists. "What pictures?" Vince

showed me and TJ the two pictures. I glared at them. I'm gonna kill them! TJ put his arms around my waist, just before I started to threaten them. "Let me go, Teej! Let

me go!" I struggled, trying to get free. "I'm gonna kill you, Vince!" TJ kept a strong grip on my waist. "Calm down, Spin." I tried to calm myself. "Okay, I'm good."

TJ let me go. I tried to swing a punch at Vince, but TJ wrapped his arms around my waist again before I could. "Spinelli, stop." I continued to struggle. "No, TJ! Let. Me.

Go!" I was swinging punches, even though I couldn't reach anyone. TJ loosened his grip on me. "If you don't erase those pictures, I'm gonna let her go. You do realize

that, right?" I gave them an evil grin. Instead of doing what TJ said, Vince took the memory card out, and put it in the front pocket of his jeans. "Sorry, guys. But I think

this will make good black mail. Don't you think Gretch?" Gretchen put her hands up in front of her. "Oh, no. I have nothing to do with those pictures, so leave me out of

it." I continued to glare at Vince. "Okay, Teej. You can let me go now." To my surprise, he let me go. I swung a punch at Vince, but he dodged it and ran into the school.

I chased after him yelling. "Dammit, Vince! Give me the damn memory card!"

A/N: I hope you liked it! :D