As promised, here is the second chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It or the original cast. I only own my O/C's and the plot of the story.

Chapter Two

Spencer's POV

All eight of us, Kiara, Drake, Amy, Scott, Giselle, Jessica, Logan, and I, were all sitting on the couch, facing Grace and my mom. We were waiting for my dad and Jerry to come home so that all four of them could tell us what their big news is. Just as the thought enters my head, the two men walk into the room. Giselle, Jessica, and I all sit a little straighter and look at our parents expectedly.

"So," Grace begins, "The reason you're sitting in front of us right now is because we wanted to tell you that we are sending you kids on a cruise!"

Jessica answered right away. "Are you kidding me? I'm not leaving Landon!"

Jerry cut in, "Stop! He's coming with us. We've already talked to his parents, and they are telling him as we speak."

"Oh..."

"Yeah 'Oh…'"

Kim rolls her eyes, "We are going to drop you off at the port in two days. Because of both your dads' jobs, we are able to afford this cruise and you will each get a debit card with money from the bank account, so don't worry about food, or anything else. We have it all covered. Now, Amy, Giselle, Logan, and Jessica get home and pack. If you need any last minute things from the mall or whatever, you can take these," She says handing them each a debit card, "and buy whatever you need. As for Kiara, Drake, Scott, and Spenser, you can all go upstairs and pack for the trip!"

I jump up and grab a debit from my mom's hand, pull Jessica up and run up to my room, Jessica following.

"Okay so what outfits should I bring?" I ask as we enter my room and head to my walk-in-closet.

"Um, well let's see! What new clothes did you buy last week?"

I lead her to a section where I place all of my new clothes in my closet and she rifles through them, grabbing a few things here and there. Once she has an armful of clothes, Jess walks over to my bed and lays the clothes on it. I look at them. There is a coral dress with lace, a light wash denim jacket, black gladiator sandals, a fedora, a mint chiffon top, a pair of dark wash short-shorts, a mint purse, a pair of black sandals, a black bandeau dress, and bright pink clutch, and a pair of pink butterfly heels. She turns to me and says, "I'm sure this will be enough for the 'fancy' dates. Okay, moving on to casual…" Jess walks back into my closet and nears the back of it where there s a small chair beside a series of small drawers. She grabs a couple scarves from the top drawer, about five nail polishes from the second, and three knit berets from the fifth. She shows the choices to me. The one scarf is a mint color, another is black and white striped. The five colors of the nail polishes were mint, coral, purple, black, and blood red. The berets are simple colours- red, white, and black.

"I think that you need a cute casual outfit. It can go with this scarf." She says, holding up the mint scarf. She tosses it at me and walks to the right side of my closet. There are a few outfits that I put together already and she pulls out the mint and white one. There is a plain white vest top, a mint lace knee length skirt, and a mint belt. There is a small tub underneath with a silver chain with mint teardrop stones hanging off of it, a couple of gold bobby pins with white and mint feathers, and an iPhone case that matched the shirt.

"Okay, I kind of want to be comfy at least half the trip…" I say, looking at the pile of clothes on my bed. Jess seems to be ignoring me so I go to the cupboard and pull out a pair of jean capris and a pair of blue sweatpants. Next I pull my favourite Jack Wills* sweatshirt. It's pink and it's so comfy and warm! I added these to the pile and turned around to find Jess holding another outfit. This time it was a grey rib tank with lane trim, a black cotton mini skirt, a pair of black cut out sandals, a grey fedora with a black band, and black Oasis Diamante sunglasses. I run my hands through my brown hair and sigh.

"Okay, I think that's enough. I can easily shop at wherever we stop during the cruise." I grab my suitcases and start folding the clothes into them. Once everything is packed, I look around my room for any last minute things I might want to add. I see a couple of books that are on my summer reading list and grab them, putting them in the suitcase. I grab the suitcase and put in by my door. Suddenly there's a knock at the door. I turn around and see Logan standing there.

"Jess, we're leaving. Mom wants you to come with us." He says.

"Okay," turning to me, she says, "Bye Spence! See you in two days I guess."

I smile and say, "See you Jess! If you want my advice with packing, just give me a call, okay? Not that you will though!"

She laughs and waves as she exiting my room. I turn around and go into my closet and tidy up slightly. As I'm walking out, I see Logan standing there. I narrow my eyes at him.

"What are you still doing here?" I ask him suspiciously.

"You seem to forget that I brought my truck. Your parents wanted Giselle and I to stay for supper."

I roll my eyes and resume to tidying up my room. When I turn back around, I see Logan staring at me.

"Can we talk? Please?" He asks in an almost desperate voice.

Spencer, will you be my girlfriend?

Of course Logan!

"No, we can't." I slam the door in his face and collapse in my chair. It's been a year, and I've barely had a conversation with Logan since The Incident. I sigh and close my eyes.

How could you? You knew how much I liked you!

You don't understand!

Oh I don't understand, huh?

No, you don't! What you seen, wasn't what it looked like.

You know what? I don't understand. I hope you have fun with her.

Wait! Spencer! Wait please!

I wake with a start and a gasp. And then come the waterworks. I run to my bathroom and start the shower. As I get in, I can feel myself let go. Tears stream down my face and I start to sob.

It was last year and Logan and I were friends, but not that close. I had the biggest crush on him, and apparently he liked me back. He asked me out and we dated for three months. Then everything came to an end. I wanted to surprise him at his house. He had given me a spare key so I could stay there if I wanted. I snuck up to his room only to find Ashley Tobin (A/N: This is Donna's daughter. Donna never got married but had a kid.) making out with my boyfriend. She ran out but Logan was left there staring at me.

"Please, let me explain." He had pleaded. I hadn't wanted to hear it so I stormed out. The next day I agreed to meet him at the park to talk things over.

"How could you? You knew how much I liked you!" I had asked in a disbelieving tone.

"You don't understand!"

"Oh I don't understand, huh?"

"No, you don't! What you seen, wasn't what it looked like."

"You know what? I don't understand. I hope you have fun with her."

I had turned and ran away.

"Wait! Spencer! Wait, please!" Logan had cried out in desperation.

I have never forgiven him, and I still remember every detail about those two days. I still can't bring myself to forgive him for that. I got out of the shower and dried myself off and then went into my closet to get ready for supper.

A/N: Okay, horrible ending, I know. Yeah okay, so, I guess I don't really need to clear anything up anymore, but I will anyway. SPENCER IS A GIRL. If anyone of you guys have watched Pretty Little Liars, I based the girl off of her. The looks, the personality, almost everything. Think Troian Bellisario.

Anyway, bye!

- Neon Colours :P