DISCLAIMER

It's not mine, except for Gragon and the Crangons. Everything else belongs to Fox Kids, Haim Saban, and Disney. Oh, I don't remember if said that in the last chapter, but just in case, they owned that one too. Wait, I also own the part of the song Kira sings as Trent's walking up to her.

Trent grinned when he saw Cassidy and Ethan shake hands. Obviously, had come to an agreement that they could both live with.

"Hailey, could I take a break?" he asked a few minutes later.

"Sure Trent," Hailey Johnson agreed. The boy came from behind the counter and walked over the table where Kira was hunched over a notebook.

"I don't know why I take this. Everything we do is hit or miss. So whyoh! Who am I kidding? That stinks!" the girl cried. She erased something furiously.

"Writer's block?" Trent asked.

"Something like that," replied Kira. "I hate it when I get a good vibe!" she complained.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Right now, I'm stuck on a drawing. I just can't get the angles the way I want them," Trent stated.

"Stinks, doesn't it?" asked Kira.

"Totally," agreed Trent. Then, "Listen, why don't you take a break? I'll bet you anything the next time you tackle it, you'll be satisfied.

"You're right," Kira conceded. With that, she shut her notebook and turned to face him. "You know, I seriously doubt you came over just to give me advice. So, what's up?" she wondered.

"I was kind of wondering ifyou knowyou'd like touh" Trent stuttered.

"What?" Kira asked.

"Wouldyouwould you" Trent stammered again.

"Trent, spit it out!" Kira exclaimed.

"Would you go to the dance with me?" Trent blurted out.

"Yeah!" Kira exclaimed, her features curving into a grin.