Hello here is chapter three! Yeah I know, I am on it lol. Well please enjoy!

Violet Eyes Chapter 3

Spots P.O.V

It had been five days since Hope got here, and we all had grown attached to her, especially Caroline. She made all of us smile and laugh. But that still didn't change that I had absolutely no money to get Caroline a gift… or anyone for that matter. I needed a miracle.

I got off of my bed and grabbed my hat off of my bed post. I headed down the stairs and looked in the kitchen where I saw Caroline and Hope cooking cookies. She was laughing at something Hope had said. I felt a smile creep up on my face, I was the luckiest man on the planet.

"Hey Spot, you wanna stop staring and come here!" I shook myself out of the trance and saw Caroline laughing at me. Obediently I walked over to my girls.

"What can I do for ya fine ladies?" I asked with my signature smirk playing on my lips, and wrapped my arms around there shoulders. Caroline rolled her eyes and Hope giggled.

"Yeah….um…well….um" Hope started. Then she looked over at Caroline, who was laughing softly.

"She was wondering if you would take her shopping for Christmas." She stated.

I looked over at Hope, who had a shy smile on her face and a large blush on her cheeks. "I would love too." Her face lite up and her smile was huge. "But she has to have money." Her face dropped a little and Caroline gave me a stern look.

"She has money. But not that much." She whispered in my ear. I turned to face her.

"Who is she shopping for?" I asked.

"Me and I think, you."

"Then why the hell am I takin' her shopping?"

"She already has your gift…" she mumbled. I felt my eyes round and felt the sudden urge to smack myself in the head. God I need to learn how to control my temper. All Caroline did was giggle a little and kissed my cheek. "Thank you babe, here is five dollars to get a gift and maybe a dress for her on Christmas Eve. And Racetrack gave us another four if you guys want to get some food." She handed me the money and pushed me and Hope out of the door.

Hopes P.O.V.

The moment Caroline shut the door behind us, things felt weird. It was the first time her and I had been separated since Spot had brought me to my new home. She had become sort of like a mother to me, the mother I never had.

"I hope you know, every time she shoves someone out of the door like that, she is plannin' somethin." Spot bent down and whispered that in my ear. I looked up at him and he was smirking.

"Do you smirk all the time?" I asked.

"Why, yes I do." He stood up, his smirk not leaving his face, we started walking towards the dress shop. "It attracts the ladies."

"Whoa," I stopped. "I thought you were dating Caroline!" he laughed at me.

"Yes, of course I am dating Caroline. I was just joking with you kid." He ruffled my hair as I chuckled. "Now, let's get you somethin pretty." He held out his hand and I grabbed it. It was rough and strong, the hands of a worker. We entered the dress shop and I felt overwhelmed. There were dresses everywhere of every shape or size, color and texture.

"They're so…beautiful." I said under my breath. I felt a soft squeeze on my hand and my smile kept growing.

"Hello Spot, how may I help you? In for a gift for Caroline?" a very plump lady walked up to me and Spot. Her hair was short and she looked no taller than Caroline.

"Actually no ma'am, wese are lookin' for a fine dress for dis youngin' here." Spot released my hand and put both of his hands on my shoulders, giving them a small squeeze. The lady smiled and nodded her head.

"Right this way." She led us to the back room which was crammed wall to wall with dresses. I felt my jaw drop. "Oh, sweetie, do close your mouth. It is rude!" Spot pushed up my bottom jaw and the lady just laughed. "Take however long as you need and just come and get me when you're ready."

"Thanks Mrs. Howler." Spot said as Mrs. Howler stepped out the door. "So, knock yourself out kid. Any dress you want. I'll be right back, I gotta run an errand."

I watched him leave the room and looked over at the dresses. Then something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. As if drawn to it, I found myself stepping towards it. I reached out my hand and pulled it off the rack. It was a light blue with short sleeved dress with a lace out line top and a long skirt. But, it wasn't my size. It was too big. About Caroline's size…suddenly an idea popped into my head. I just found out Caroline's gift. But now time to find my dress. I folded the dress over my arm and began looking through the other dresses.

I walked through the aisles but nothing caught my attention, well that was until I reached the farthest corner of the room. A smile played on my lips as I placed Caroline's dress on the ground in a folded stack. I picked up the dress and held it up to me. It was lilac silk with a turtle neck and long sleeves. I peered around the corner. Once I saw no one was coming I quickly slipped out of my pants and shirt and pulled the dress over my head.

It was cool against my skin. I loved the way it felt. It was tightly fit but not too tight.

"Hope? You ready to go?" I heard Spot ask from the doorway. I ran out from my hiding spot and twirled around in my dress. "Well then don't you look beautiful?" I twirled around again and faced him. The way he looked at me reminded me of something…the way my brother used to look at me. I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What's wrong Hope?" tears welled up in my eyes. He held my head against his shoulder and brushed my hair. I felt calmer almost immediately. "I used to do this to calm Caroline down when she would cry." He stroked my hair some more. "Now why don't youse stop your cryin'?" he lifted my head up to look at him, he was smiling. "And let's buy that dress…"

"I found something for Caroline…well something I wanna buy for her." He wiped one of my tears away and nodded his head. I broke free from his arms and ran back to go get her dress and my clothes. I quickly got changed and ran back to Spot with both of the dresses in my hands. "Just these two." He turned his head to face me.

We headed out of the room towards the register. Mrs. Howell shook her head as Spot pulled his money out of his pocket. "Don't worry about it Spot, my treat." She said. Spot opened his mouth to object, she just shook her head again. "It's Christmas, Spot, I insist."

"Danks very much." He shoved his money back in his pocket with a look of relief on his face.

"Would you like me to wrap them up for you?" she asked. We both nodded. She quickly shoved them into a box and wrapped them with great ease. As she put the bow on the top, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Spot looking out the window. His eyes were sad from what he was looking at. I peered around him and saw what he was looking at. It was a jewelry store, but why would he….then something clicked. There was a sign that said engagement rings…he was gonna ask Caroline to marry him!

"Oh that is positively the most romantic thing I have ever heard of!" Spot and Mrs. Howell flung their heads around and gave me an odd look. I covered my mouth with my hand and giggled.

"So…here you go…" Mrs. Howell said handing the boxes to Spot, still giving me a strange.

"Danks." Spot gave a small smile. "Let's go Hope." He grabbed my hand with his free one and raced me out of the door. Once we were a block away from the store he flunged me around to face him. "What was that kid?" he had a huge smirk on his face.

"Can we get inside? It's getting cold." We both looked up and as if cued, it began to snow. He nodded and picked me up with one arm and onto his back. Was I really that light? He began running to a diner that was just around the corner, it was called Tibbys. When we got inside, it was warm, small, and very were a bunch of newsies I knew and they would greet me and Spot with smiles and spit shakes. Finally we found an empty booth in the farthest corner, nearest the fireplace.

"Hey Michael, a coffee and a hot chocolate!" Spot shouted to the man in the corner who nodded. "So what was the screaming in the shop about?" Michael put our drinks down and Spot handed him two dollars.

"Thank you, Spot. Tell Caroline we all said hello." He turned and walked back behind the counter.

"Well?" he asked again.

"You were looking at a jewelry store and I was assuming that you were gonna ask her to marry you as a Christmas gift." I said. He smirked as he looked down at his drink.

"So you found out my secret." He said holding the glass to his lips and took a sip. He was smirking as he swallowed it.

"So? What does it look like?" I asked holding my mug in my hand, sitting on the edge of my seat. He smirk fell into a frown and he looked out the window. "What's wrong?"

"There is no ring…I can't afford one." He bit his lip. "At this rate, I won't be able to get one till I'm forty." He took off his hat and brushed his long blonde hair back and sighed. He looked more upset than I had seen him in the past couple of days. I wish there was something I could do…

That was when an idea popped into my head. "Spot, I have money." He looked at me with confusion in his eyes. "You see, I wasn't totally honest when I said my parents died…"