Hey people! So i split this chapter into two, yes TWO, parts this part is kinda small but it really makes an impact in the story and things are about to get intresting. Shout out to my loyal review and you know who you are. Sorry I didn't write it because its late and im rushing so on with the story!
Also! I know the story getting a little off topic but I have big BIG plans ok!
Disclamier: do not own newsies!
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Tears wallowed inside of me.
Spot jumped up and slide down off the crate on the pier and onto the deck below. Colt interlocked hands with Spot and jumped down.
"Well, well, well look who it is, da Great Spot Conlon." Spot's eyes flickered with hatred and turned to stone. He plastered a cold face and turn towards the boy.
Colt's POV
They looked familiar but I just couldn't tell who they were. That voice...sounded familiar but I could see the boy clearly or his buddies behind them. Their faces were hidden by black covered hoods and black clothing. If they took the hoods off I may be able to recognize him but the voice was just all too familiar.
Spot's POV
Have you ever just done something and couldn't be able to explain it afterward? I think I just experience that because before I could even comprehend what just happened I dropped my cane and my slingshot and dove into the water after the startled Colt into the murky water.
Colt's POV
The water was deadly, cold and felt like it dragged me down farther and farther. I tried desperately to swim up if I knew how to swim, I mean I know how to swim I just can't, like my legs and my body can't move. I squirmed upward but didn't get anywhere and felt my head getting lighter and lighter and lighter and my body felt numb. I breathed in water and filled my lungs. The bitter, salt clutching my lungs and pulling me into a black oblivion.
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