Disclaimer: I do not own Recess, so stop looking for an excuse to sue people.

A/N: Just so you all know, I would like to get a review. If you want to be mentioned in the ff, leave your first name in the review but just so you know, I don't do 'mary-sue-type' characters...well...at least not in this one! Enjoy the chapter and leave your evilness at the door. Brownies anyone? R&R!Foamy for president y'all

Sazzy x

'Gretchen there you are! We've been waiting ages! What took you so long?' TJ asked her. Gretchen smiled and flipped her pigtail in the air.

'Oh well you know,' she said, smiling brightly, 'just getting some equipment!' TJ nodded and ran back to his post. Spinelli strolled over to a giggling Gretchen and nudged her hard in the arm, practically knocking her over. 'Oww! What did you do that for?'

'Gretchen…are you…wearing lip-gloss?'

Gretchen's eyes widened and she giggled, 'of course not! What makes you think that!'

Spinelli sighed and stared at her lips, inspecting them for make-up. Gretchen pushed her head away and told her that she was being like Miss Finster. Spinelli rolled her eyes and giggled to herself; she knew that Gretchen had a boyfriend; it was getting more obvious everyday! The rumour mill was suggesting that it was me but Spinelli thought that was ridiculous. Her thoughts were interrupted by Lawson, 'yo Spinelli! Are you gonna kick or what?' Spinelli nodded and ran over to the post.

'Stop this game right now you hooligans!' Miss Finster shouted. The entire game groaned and looked up to see Miss Finster, standing regal above the ball. 'You heard me. Now, Principle Prickly would like to see you miscreants in his office. Hurry up!' TJ and Spinelli exchanged glances and the five of them made their way to the principle's office. Spinelli sighed as she felt the hard hand of Miss Finster gripping onto her shoulder, leading her. She wished that she could talk to TJ but she knew that she would never get him alone; TJ loved to be surrounded by people. She glanced across at him and watched him walk along the blacktop. Why couldn't she tell him how she felt? She guessed that the real reason was that she knew he definitely wouldn't feel the same. She sighed again and bit her lip hard, mostly to stop her blurting out her feelings.

They finally came to Miss Lemon's office. Spinelli heard the familiar sound of the type-writer; banging away whatever memo or preposition that Prickly had to sign. She knew that Menlo would be in there, the geekiest person in the entire school. The door swung open and saw Menlo…crying!

Menlo crying? Was it even possible? Spinelli glanced at the others and saw that they were already in a state of confusion.

'Menlo…are you alright?' Mickey said, reaching a hand out to his shoulder. Menlo's head darted upwards and snatched Mickey's hand away from him. He gave out a small whimper and wiped his eyes clean.

'I am fine thank you Mickey. I would ask you the same thing but there is no time. Principal Prickly will be with you in a moment but in the mean time, sit in the seating area,' Menlo replied. His head still high, he marched down the corridor; leaving a trail of open mouths behind him.

They all shook off Menlo's 'episode' and crept into the office.

Miss Lemon sat at the type-writer; quickly punching in the letters as through she had been doing it ever since she was born. Spinelli wondered if she would ever get a computer, god knows it would be easier. Miss Lemon didn't look up; she seemed to be entranced in what she was typing, like it was the most important thing she had ever typed. TJ lead them all to the seating area and sat down; staring anxiously at Principal Prickly's door.

Spinelli noticed that the others were further away from them, so she decided to make her move. With her heart rising in her throat, she nudged him; making him leap about a metre in the air.

'Hey Teej, I need to talk to you,' Spinelli whispered.

'Sure Spin, what is it?'

'Well…um…we have been friends for a long time, ever since we were little, and well…' She stopped. She couldn't do this, she had put too much effort into this friendship and she wasn't going to blow it all for just a little feeling.

'Doesn't matter,' she said. TJ smiled and turned away from her to talk to Vince. Spinelli sighed and shuffled along the bench. She knew that it was impossible, she might as well give it up completely; TJ will never love her in the same way. She soon found herself gradually falling into the state of acceptance as she shuffled back up to her friends.

Miss Lemon awoke from her seemingly deep sleep and addressed the children, 'Principal Prickly will see you now.' TJ smiled, nodded and grabbed Spinelli's hand, leading her to the door. Spinelli felt a tingling sensation shoot up her arm, shattering every nerve of awareness in her body. It was like she had been paralyzed, yet she could feel TJ's fingers tight around hers.

He was scared!

Spinelli knew that TJ had been to the Principal's office many times before; filled with determination and the usual cheeky attitude, but never before had he been scared! Spinelli soon realized that there was a lot more to TJ than meets the eye and she was glad that she would be around to figure out what it was.

TJ stopped at the door and pushed it open with his other hand. Holding hers in the other firmly, he stepped into the office, the others following, and closed the door behind him.