Ok.. here it is. Finally. I'm really sorry, but first I was grounded, then I had finals, grounded(again). Oops. Well, here is it. Enjoy!

Whoever it was, they were swimming right for her. The scooped her up and pulled her to the surface.

"You better hope to God that she's not hurt." An angry voice muttered.

"Oh my God! Summer, is she alright." Lizzie's hysterical voice cried out.

"She's fine! Go back. I'm takin her up." the first voice said. Summer felt herself being picked up and moved. Finally she was put on a bed. That was all she remembered before she fell out of conscience again.

Summer awoke to someone stroking her hair. Her eyes opened slowly. The only thing she saw was sapphire orbs looking into hers and a hand stroking her hair.

"Spot! What happened?" she asked, sitting up. She looked down and blushed. All she was wearing was a cami and her skirt.

"I's so sorry, Princess. Really. It was Angel. Don't know why, but she pushed ya in." he said. "I's so glad you'se alright." He hugged her. Summer didn't pull away; she only melted into his hug.

"It's okay. Really. It's my fault. I made her think something I shouldn't have. I made her jealous." She replied, pulling out of the hug. "I really have to go, but thank you." She said. She left slowly, pulling on one of Spot's shirts. She turned around and grinned. He gave her that famous smirk. As she went down the stairs, Summer was bombarded with questions.

"Are you alright?"

"What happened?"

"Who did it?" were the general questions.

Lizzie, noticing what Summer was wearing, pulled her aside and started questioning her.

"Okay. What happened? Who did it? Are you alright? What are you wearing?" she asked the last question with a smirk on her face.

Summer rubbed her temple. "Slow down, Lizzie. Angel pushed me into the harbor. I'm fine, but I wouldn't be if it weren't for Spot. And I'm wearing this because you really didn't expect me to come down into a room full of teenage boys wearing only a cami."

"Well, the shirt attracted a lot more attention than the cami would've. Especially since Spot's the only one that wears shirts like these. The blue really looks good on you, though. Here, you can wear my sweater. I brought it cause I knew that it's colder by the docks." Lizzie said, handing Summer a sweater. Summer quickly took off Spot's shirt and pulled on Lizzie's.

"Guess I better take it back to him, huh?" Summer asked, holding up the blue-checkered shirt.

"Yup. Have fun up there… Just not too much fun." Lizzie pulled Summer up.

Summer rolled her eyes. "Liz." She went up the stairs to find one of the doors ajar. She peeked in and saw Spot still sitting on the bed, holding his head in his hands.

Summer quietly went in and sat down next to him.

Spot, thinking it was someone else began talking, "I don't know what I would've done if Princess was hurt. I can't believe Angel would get jealous of her. Sure Summer's gorgeous, but I told Angel that Princess hates me. I wish she didn't thought."

"I don't think she does. Not anymore, anyways." Summer said quietly.

Spot looked up. "How much did you hear?" he asked suddenly.

"All of it. Look, I know we didn't get off on the right foot, but. God. This is so hard. Last time I had to apologize was when I was six and I hit some girl." She began.

"You soaked a girl?" Spot asked, grinning.

"What was I supposed to do? Kiss her? She wouldn't leave me alone." She smiled. "You're always wearing that smirk. It's like glued on your face. Does it ever come off?" she asked smiling.

"It wasn't there when you was in da harbor." Spot said quietly. "And I want us to be fwiends too. I know I was a jackass, but I's really sorry. Do ya accept?"

"Yea. I'm sorry too." Summer replied, turning around and hugging Spot. She smiled at him.

All of a sudden, Angel walked into the room. "Alright. Get away from me man. Now. I mean it."

Summer grinned and gave Spot his shirt back. "Thanks for letting me borrow your shirt."

"I didn't let you borrow it; ya just stole it."

"I'll see you around, Spot."

"Bye, Princess. Angel, get lost. Get away from me while I's still in a good mood. I won't be for long." Spot said, turning dangerously dark eyes on Angel.

She whimpered. "Spotty. It's just me; your Angel. I know how to make you feel betta." She went up to him and began kissing his neck. Spot just pushed her away.

"I don't know what I was thinking. You are just a slut. Get away from me. I neva wanna see ya again!" he said angrily. Angel flounced angrily down the stairs. She looked around for Summer, but only found Lizzie

"Well, her fwiend'll get her da message." Angel said to herself. She walked up to Lizzie. "I just wanna tell ya to tell your fwiend dat she betta watch her back. She stole my man and she's gonna pay. I don't care who she is; she will pay." Then Angel left.

"What was that all about?" Blink asked Lizzie.

"I don't know. Looks like Angel is jealous of Summer. Don't worry; Summer can handle herself." Lizzie said, accepting a drink from Kid Blink.

Spot had just come down the stairs. One of the Brooklyn newsies went to go talk to him, but Spot just waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to talk. He went over to Summer whispered into her ear. She nodded. The two of them went to the dance floor and began dancing. Soon, a slow song came on. Mush took Lizzie onto the dance floor and they began dancing.

"Ya still wanna dance?" Spot asked, looking down at Summer. She nodded. Spot wrapped his arms around the small of her back.

"Wait." She said. He removed his hands and looked questioningly at her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's just that… I really don't want to go fast. I really don't want to get too deep into another relationship. Please, let me go at my own pace." She responded. He smiled slightly and nodded. As soon as Summer had draped her arms around his neck, he moved his hands back to her back. They stayed like that for the rest of the night and nobody bothered them.

"Bye Princess. See ya round." Spot said, finally letting go of her when she told him that she has to leave.

"Bye. Are you goin to Tibby's anytime soon?" she whispered.

"Yea. Me an Jack need ta talk bout some things. I'll be there Friday." He said.

"Okay. See you Friday." She left with Lizzie. Race sniggered.

"What?" Spot snapped out of his trance.

"Ya look like a lost puppy, lookin after Princess like dat."

"Shuddup!" Spot said, smacking Race upside the head.

I'd like to thank everyone that reviewed:

Blaze: Glad you liked the last chappie. I'm not sure that this is the last you see of Angel… or it might be. I have no idea where this is going. Well, glad you have moe comp time. Review!

NaughteeLady: Ooo. You found out. Hope you are still reading, I know it's been a long wait. I'll give you more cookies. Lol. I'm starving. Hehe

Splashey: yup, screwed up shoes. U found out who dumped her in. Don't think angel is spot's for long. Nope. Balloons not Brooklyn

C.M. Higgins: Love the new penname. Of course angel doesn't. she's the bad guy. Or gal. Well, talk later and luffles. Love the word.

Whippy Bird: no nothing against blondes. I'm blonde too. I'm very ditzy. Sometimes. Dum dum dum dum. You guessed rite. Ok.. well, I can't remember who George is anyways (he's not a main character. ).

Thanks everyone. It means a lot to me. Until next time.

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