A/N: Next chapter! Yay I'm on a roll with this one, I have it all planned out! Anyway without

further ado, here's the next chapter!

TJ glanced at Spinelli, who seemed absorbed in whatever it was their teacher was talking

about. Sometimes she'd turn to him and smile, but then went back to taking notes. "Gosh, she

was beautiful." TJ thought. She had grown up a lot over the years, was more focused on school,

more focused on her dream of becoming a lawyer, and still one of the most kind hearted people

he knew. She still had her tough streak, but that was Spinelli for you. The same Spinelli he knew

since kindergarten. He smiled to himself, letting a nostalgic feeling take over his mind.

**FLASHBACK**

"Happy birthday TJ!" Spinelli said, holding her friend in a playful headlock.

"Thanks, Spinelli, I'm glad you could make it. Lets go play tag." He grabbed her arm and

soon the two were running around the yard with the other kids, screaming and giggling.

Soon playtime was over and it was time to open presents. He opened each one carefully,

looking at it and thanking whoever gave it to him. Before long, a pile of books, videos and toys

lay in front of him.

"OK, one more, this ones from Spinelli," TJ's mom said.

Eagerly, TJ tore into the paper and found the coolest gift he ever saw. It was a brand new

red baseball cap, just like the ones the cool fourth graders wore. He always wanted one, but

never seemed to be able to save his allowance to buy one. Now his new friend got him the gift he

always wanted.

"Wow thanks Spinelli," TJ gave her a hug and a high five.

"Well you did give me your hat, so I figured I'd buy you one too." Spinelli smiled at him

*** END FLASHBACK***

TJ sighed. adjusting that same red baseball cap from Spinelli. He knew how much he

loved her, he loved her since the day he met her, the day she decided to stand up to the Ashleys.

There was something about her that just made him fall in love with her every time he saw her.

That kiss back in fourth grade proved that Spinelli was the one for him. Unfortunately, he

couldn't tell her this. He was so afraid of hurting her, of being rejected, but most of all afraid of

ruining twelve years of being best friends. But he knew he could make her happy, he knew he

could love her the way she deserved to be loved. If only he had a way to tell her.

The bell rang and soon the class poured out into the hallway. Only TJ and Spinelli

remained in the room.

"Teej, hun, the bell kinda rang. It's the weekend come on!." Spinelli grabbed onto his

sleeve, as if she were a little girl begging to see Santa.

"Oh, sorry Spinelli, I zoned out there." In his mind he thought "I zoned out because I was

thinking about how much I love you and want to spend my life with you."

"Typical TJ." Spinelli laughed, showing off her perfect white teeth. She adjusted her

backpack and looked at him. "Well are you gonna leave or are we camping out here all

weekend?"

"Nah, I'm ready Spin, Let's get out of here. The two walked out of the school and to their

cars.

"Bye, Teej, give me a call this weekend, so we can make plans to see that new Looney

Tunes movie." She got into her car, and TJ couldn't help but notice how nicely her jeans fit her.

"Sure, Spinelli, I shall call you tonight." The two said goodbye and drove off in separate

directions.

As TJ drove, an old REO Speedwagon song came on the radio. As he listened to the

lyrics, he came to a decision. He had to tell Spinelli how much he loved her.

Ten minutes later, TJ walked into the house and went straight to the phone.

"Hello, Love Songs at eight? I would like to dedicate a song to Spinelli." He paused.

"Yeah the song is called "Can't Fight this Feeling, by REO Speedwagon." He took a deep

breath "My name? Just say its someone who loves her very much and wants to make her happy."

A/N: chapter 2 done, Chapters for now will alternate between Spinelli and TJ, until the tragedy

occurs. Now that leads to my next question: What kind of tragedy should it be, and who gets

hurt, TJ or Spinelli? Winner will be featured in my sequel to this. R/R but if you can't say

something nice, don't say it at all.