Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, wish I did but I don't, Disney does.
A/N: This is my first Fic on ff.net. Contains some swear words and slash.
He walked into the dark alley. Behind him the street light shone dimly against the dull gray side walk. The walls of the alley way were covered in spray paint. His hazel eyes glinted with fear and excitement. His leather jacket squeaked as he walked down to the end of the alley. He rapped on the thin door. It looked like a plank instead of a door. A thin bit of it came out and he could see a pair of crystal eyes. The eyes disappeared and the door opened to darkness. He walked in. There was a ceiling light on in the middle of the room. He walked over to it, his spiked bleached hair shone in the dim lighting. You could tell his hair was bleached because of the light brown roots. "Yo man." He said as he sat down. Across the table from him was the leader, Jack Kelly. Jack nodded in response. "I need some angel dust, coke, weed and magic mushrooms. I'll pay ya tamorrah, I sweah." "No can do. Ya owe me enough money as it is. Plus, I'se outta magic mushrooms and angel dust." He looked devastated. He pulled out some money from his pocket. "Heah, I have $20.46. Please could ya whip up somet'in from da back?" He mumbled. Jack considered this with the guy who let him in, called Spot, then nodded. "A'right. Spot go get him what he wants." Spot went into the back just as police broke the door down. "A'RIGHT EVERYONE RAISE YOUR HANDS!" The tall one at the front spoke. Spot came out with the stuff and dropped it when he saw the police. The guy who came in earlier was handcuffed and roughly shoved into the police car.
A/N: Whaddya think? Not forcing you to review but it would be nice *looks at you with sad eyes and pouts*
A/N: This is my first Fic on ff.net. Contains some swear words and slash.
He walked into the dark alley. Behind him the street light shone dimly against the dull gray side walk. The walls of the alley way were covered in spray paint. His hazel eyes glinted with fear and excitement. His leather jacket squeaked as he walked down to the end of the alley. He rapped on the thin door. It looked like a plank instead of a door. A thin bit of it came out and he could see a pair of crystal eyes. The eyes disappeared and the door opened to darkness. He walked in. There was a ceiling light on in the middle of the room. He walked over to it, his spiked bleached hair shone in the dim lighting. You could tell his hair was bleached because of the light brown roots. "Yo man." He said as he sat down. Across the table from him was the leader, Jack Kelly. Jack nodded in response. "I need some angel dust, coke, weed and magic mushrooms. I'll pay ya tamorrah, I sweah." "No can do. Ya owe me enough money as it is. Plus, I'se outta magic mushrooms and angel dust." He looked devastated. He pulled out some money from his pocket. "Heah, I have $20.46. Please could ya whip up somet'in from da back?" He mumbled. Jack considered this with the guy who let him in, called Spot, then nodded. "A'right. Spot go get him what he wants." Spot went into the back just as police broke the door down. "A'RIGHT EVERYONE RAISE YOUR HANDS!" The tall one at the front spoke. Spot came out with the stuff and dropped it when he saw the police. The guy who came in earlier was handcuffed and roughly shoved into the police car.
A/N: Whaddya think? Not forcing you to review but it would be nice *looks at you with sad eyes and pouts*