When I woke up the bunkroom was completely empty. I quickly got dressed and ran outside; hoping there would still be papers left. "Where you'se goin'?"

I turned to face him so fast I nearly fell on my face. "Ta get papes! You didn't wake me up so I'm late!"

He chuckled to himself, "We tried but you wouldn't wake up for da life of ya. I figured we could take da day off and talk."

"Alright."

We began walking to the docks, "So you finally heard the whole story?"

I nodded, "What should I do?"

He shrugged, "Forgive him?"

"I dunno if I can, he hurt me real bad."

He thought for a moment, "Well what did you tell him last night?"

"I told him that I wasn't sure if I could forgive him, but I would try."

"Den do jist dat!" Spot said.

"Yea, that would make sense, but he said... he said he...he loved me."

"So?"

I laughed, "Spot, unlike you, when someone says they love you they usually mean it!"

Spot pretended to sound hurt, "Hey! I mean it."

We both started laughing, "What's so funny?"

Spot and I stopped. "Hey Jack, what you doin' heah?"

"Makin' shoa Chrys got heah all right."

I smiled, "Well dat's very kind of ya, Mr. Kelly."

I think Jack realized me and Spot were in the middle of something cause he started looking really uncomfortable, "Yea, well...uh... you'se alright, so I'll be goin'."

We said goodbye to Jack and once he was out of ear shot, Spot turned to me, "I think you should try to forgive him, but don't just do it cause he said he loved ya. Believe me, guys will say anything to get wid a goil. Me being one of dem." We laughed again.

"Well I'm gonna go back ta Manhattan. I left Julie der last night."

"You staying da night?" I nodded. "Well, I think I'm gonna come too."

"Don't you got leadership responsibilities or somthin'?"

"I don' think a night away from home's gonna lead to da fall of Brooklyn."

"If ya say so. Let's get goin'."

Spot and I walked silently to Manhattan. I wondered if I could every fully forgive Race. I mean, he did kiss her so he could get me. But that was really stupid of him. Did I really want a guy that stupid and gullible? Plus I was really starting to like Jack. But I knew he didn't think of me like that. Did he? I decided that I could try and become friends with Race again. Then I could nonchalantly mention Jack and see what he thought about it. I couldn't tell Spot, cause he would definitely tell Jack, no doubt about it.

We arrived at Tibby's and were greeted by the guys. To my disappointment Jack wasn't there. After everyone said their hellos Race slowly walked up to me and Spot.

"Hi," he said cautiously.

"I'll leave you two ta talk," Spot said before going to sit with Blink and Mush.

Race and I stood there in uncomfortable silence. "Why don't we sit?" I suggested. He nodded and we headed to the less populated side of Tibby's.

The silence continued; I couldn't stand it anymore. "Do ya remember da time we went to da tracks together?"

He smiled at the thought, "Yea we lost all our money, so you danced and sang while I played da harmonica. We got like no money."

"It might've helped if I could sing and dance, and if you knew how to play da harmonica!" I said, we were both in tears, laughing hysterically.

"I'm sorry I screwed everything up," he said, no longer laughing.

"It ain't your fault. And I'm working on forgivin' ya."

He smiled, "Dat's good enough for me."

I forced a smile. That was what he had said when he asked me to be his girl. I had a feeling deep down I was going to get hurt again, but I tried to ignore it. Race and I walked back to the booth where Spot, Blink, Julie, who had come in while Race and I were talking, and Mush were sitting. We ordered some lunch and ate in peace.

Back at the lodging house, Julie asked to see me on the roof. "What's up?" I asked sitting down next to her, staring at the setting sun.

"Nothing, I was just wondering what you were going to do about Race. Are you gonna forgive him? I think you should.

"How do you know what happened?"

"He told me." I gave her a look saying to spill it; she rolled her eyes, "After you left last night I started talking to him. He asked why I was talking to him when he had heard that I disliked him. I told him that I knew you when you were really mad at him so I didn't get the greatest impression. He told me what he told you." I doubted it. "Even that he thought he might love you." Okay, maybe he did. "So I was just wondering what was going to happen with you two."

"Well I figure we'd just be friends. I can't be his goil if I can't forgive him, or trust him for that matter."

"So you think you'll like him like that ever again?"

"No." There was a sparkle in Julie's eye that I just didn't like. Then it hit me. Julie liked Race. Jealously reared its ugly head. If she made a move on him, I would never forgive her. You never hook up with your friend's old boy. Well Race and I were never technically together but we still had history together. "Why?"

Julie suddenly became seriously interested in her shoes, confirming my suspicion. "I was just wondering, that's all." Just wondering, sure she was, she wanted Race. "Well, I'm gonna go back in, its getting kinda cold," she said interrupting my thoughts. I just nodded and watched her leave. After she was gone, I stared at the sky and thought.

"Chrys? Whatcha doin' up heah?" Jack asked as he sat down next to me.

My heart began to beat faster. "Thinkin'. You?"

"Same. What you thinkin' 'bout?"

"Stuff."

"You wanna talk about it?"

I figured if I talked to anyone about it, it would be Spot. But if Jack wanted to listen, why not just tell him. "I think Julie likes Race," I finally stated.

"Oh..."

"What?" I stared into his beautiful brown eyes.

He scrunched up his face as if thinking really hard of what he wanted to say, "You still like Race, doncha."

"No, not like dat, I don't." I think I saw his body relax a bit when I said that. It didn't mean anything though, did it?

"Den why's it mattah if she likes him?"

"I was his goil...well, sorta. You can't like someone who's already been a couple wid you'se friend."

"Ya can't?" I shook me head. "Wow. Me and Spot need ta talk." I laughed. I had a feeling he wasn't joking, but it was funny, none the less. "Well, ya can't really be mad at her or anythin'. I mean, you can't help who ya like. Plus, she hasn't made a move on him or anythin'."

"You're right. She hasn't done anythin'." I smiled and we sat there, staring into each other's eyes.

"Ya know," he said, breaking the silence, "You have da most beautiful eyes." We leaned in to kiss each other, but at the last moment I pulled back.

"I can't do this. I'm sorry Jack." I quickly exited the roof and left the lodging house. I needed a walk. I needed to sort things out.

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A/N: Alright, didn't plan on any of that happening! Just started typing and it all came out! Thanks for all of you who reviewed! You make me and Joe happy! Ohh! I have no clue if Jack's eyes are brown or not, so if they aren't let me know and I'll change it.

Jack: I'm right heah! All ya gotta do is look at dem!

Uhh, Jack...I'm colorblind.

Jack:...Oh, that explains a lot.

What's it explain?

Jack: The way you dress.

::looks at self:: What's wrong with the way I dress?

Jack: You don't match! Your almost as bad as Race!

What's wrong with Race's outfit?

Jack: Nevah mind.

Uhh... yea... So I'm gonna try and work on matching my clothes while you awesome people can review!! Review! Review! Review! Please!!!