It was already lunch time by the time i had woken up, as expected, Spot didn't wake me up. But i didn't mind, he knew i wasn't going to talk to him until he'd figure it out.

"Mornin' Fox!" i heard some of the Brooklyn newsies hollered as i had stepped foot outside to the bright sun that was being soaked in by my skin. "Morning Psycho!" i called back and waved toward the crazy boy who was at least two heads taller than me and, well psycho.

I had taken a good long walk toward the Brooklyn bridge since it was such a nice day, i much rather not waste it. I got stopped by goons a couple times but i had finally made it to the middle of the bridge by the time the sun was to the very top of the sky.

Sighing, i sat on the solid ground, dangling my feet off the cliff that was calling out to me. Tempting me to dive head first into the deep, deep abyss of water to join him. I sat there until the sun went down and i figured i should probably go back, but i just wanted to lay there the whole night, staring at the sky as it changes from blue to navy, one big star to a million different glistening stars, light to dark.

"It's beautiful, ain't it?" i looked over to see a random boy who had thought he could sit by me as i peacefully watched the sky. "And who are you?" he looked into my eyes and i felt a flood of memories wash over me. He looked.. familiar, yet, i felt like i didn't know him at all.

"Do i know you?" i asked as he sat there, just staring. "Yes you do, Arial." i put a finger on my chin, thinking hard. I put both hands over my mouth, in awe. "Justin?" he didn't look at me, just fixed his eyes up at the sky.

"The brown hair.. Green eyes. Justin. I'm sure of it. Right? Please tell me i'm right, please." i begged and rambled on, "Please, please, please. I have this urge to hug you, but i need to know it's you. Please.." i pressed him further, close to tears.

"Heard you'se called Fox now." and that's the que for me to jump on him, tears in my eyes. "Justin! I thought- I thought- you were.. I.." he hugged me back so tight it felt so warm, i finally felt at home. At peace.

"I-" my voice cracked and i couldn't even muster out anymore words. "Where were you?!" i finally let go to slap him on the arm. "Oh my god do you know how miserable it was at home? Why did you leave me?"

SPOT'S P.O.V

I stared at her for the longest time, until the sun started going down. She looked so.. pretty when the sun hit her face like that. It felt surreal to have her back. She thought that i wouldn't figure it out, but i already had a feeling from the start. Right when Domino showed me her, i had a feeling i knew her.

From the moment that morning after we'd met again. I knew. I knew by the way she talked. By the way she walked. By the way she had that sailors mouth. I knew it all. Yet, she didn't. For the longest time.

I was about to go join her before a random newsie came before me. A newsie that looked strangely familiar. "It's beautiful, ain't it?" i felt a jolt of anger spread inside me. He had the nerve to go and sit by her!

"And who are you?" a smirk spread across my face because she replied more sassily than politely which should've made the guy get the idea and leave, but he didn't. "Do i know you?" she asked, more curious than sassy, which wiped the smirk off my face. How would she know him?

"Yes you do, Arial." okay, now this was getting weird. How did he know her name? I was about to walk straight up to him and punch him in the face before she said in the smallest voice possible "Justin?"

So she knew him. Who cares? It's not like she means anything to me. "The brown hair.. Green eyes. Justin. I'm sure of it. Right? Please tell me i'm right, please." i let out a scoff. Looking at her begging him was a disgusting sight.

"Please, please, please. I have the urge this urge to hug you, but i need to know it's you. Please.." she went on and i felt like punching the guy straight in the face. "Heard you'se called Fox now." and that's when she jumped on him. Like literally all on him and he hugged her back. They looked like a couple that haven't seen each other in three years.

That's how she should hug me. Not him. Who is he anyway to make her cry like that? I scoffed again. Looking up at the building directly to the right of the bridge, i had eyed one of my birdies, Spider to come down here and in under a minute, he came in a flash.

"Spida. I need you'se ta figure out who dat guy wit Fox is. And walk her home. If she's wit dat guy, just spy on dem. Don't make yaself noticed. Report back ta me'se when she's safely in da lodge. Got it?" he nodded his head once and left just as fast as he came.

I looked at the sight again, her face full of tears and all i wanted to do was slap whoever made her cry like that unless it was me. Sighing, i turned around and walked back toward the Lodge, chin up, and fell in my thoughts.

FOX'S P.O.V

After we both explained each other, the moon had already lit up the whole sky. We'd made arrangements to talk again, although i really wanted him to come stay at the lodging house with me, i knew Spot would have a problem with that. So i hugged him tightly one last time before stepping into the Brooklyn Lodging house.

"Be a good goil now, okay Arial? No more of dat saila's mouth." i laughed and hugged him even tighter.

I had got to Spot's room but he wasn't there, which was very peculiar for him, but i shrugged and hopped into bed, a huge smile on my face. I'd heard him walk in the room and shut the door quietly as to not wake the other newsies, but the tone of his voice didn't change.

"Why in hells did ya get back so late?" he questioned me, almost like he cared. But i didn't reply, i still wasn't speaking to him until he figured it out. I kept my mouth closed and shook my head.

"You'se still ain't talkin' ta me'se, huh?" i nodded my head. "Well at least you'se acknowledgin' me'se." and then i muttered shit which triggered a smirk from him. I then turned around and closed my eyes tight.

I heard the rustling of clothes drop to the floor and i cringed when he got on top of me. I opened my eyes and he was sitting on my stomach, staring down at me for awhile. I thought he'd opened his mouth next to tell me he figured it out, but instead he climbed on the inside and merely said "I'se like da inside." which made my stomach drop.

Maybe he really has forgotten? Or maybe it was just a good long dream? Why doesn't he remember?