The hot summer heat sweltered and the hot humid weather made it unbearable. Cricket felt like she was about to melt. She pulled her shoulder length hair that was sticking to her neck away and up in to a ponytail. There was a little relief from the heat when the wind picked up.
Cricket walked down the streets of Brooklyn; she began to think of the cool waters of the East River against her skin and closed her eyes. Cricket felt her skin prickle and opened her blue eyes. She noticed they were empty, "Where is every one?" She asked her self seeing as no one was there to answer her. Cricket walked passed an alley and felt two strong hands pull her into the alley covering her mouth.
"Did you miss me?" The strong voice whispered harshly in her ear. Cricket breathing became fast as she struggled to get free from the guy's grip, "Huh, Evelyn, did you miss me?" His grip became tighter. Cricket's heart began to pound and felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. The guy spun her around so she was facing him and pinned her up against the wall. Cricket looked up at the guys face….
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Skittery jumped into the water of the East River. He wondered where Cricket was supposed to meet him there about twenty minutes ago. Skitts was a little worried and climbed out of the water, "Spot Cricket heah yet?" He asked.
"Nah, haven't seen hoir." Spot called down from his perch on his crates. Skittery nodded and sat down on the edge of the docks; he had an uneasy feeling. Finally he stood up and grabbed his shirt pulling it on. Skittery picked up his shoes and walked off the dock. The feeling grew worse in the pit of his stomach. Suddenly he had a flash of Cricket in trouble. He ran towards Manhattan searching everywhere unable to find her.
About fifteen minutes later Jack walked over to him, "Skittery! Yah gotta come quick! They found Cricket…and…but Dominic found her fois'."
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Skittery fell the floor of the bunkroom and woke with a start. He stood up rubbing his back, "Damn d'at hoit."
Cricket shook her head from the nightmare she had been having. She woke when Skittery fell out of his bunk, "Whatcha doin' down there?" She asked laughing his slightly. She pushed the dream to the back of her head.
Skittery looked up at her grumpily, "Whad does it look like?" He asked her standing up. Cricket began to walk away, "Hey…do you know a guy named Dominic?"
Cricket stopped her heart pounded a bit, "D-D-Dominic…" She looked at Skittery hard, "Why?"
"Because I'se had a dream abou' you'se an' some guy named Dominic." Skittery said to her. Cricket's face grew pale.
"I had a dream too…and…only I couldn't tell who the guys was…" Cricket's thoughts swam through her head, "But there is nothing to worry about seeing as he is in France." Cricket said assuring.
"Lets hope you'se right." Skittery said, "Jus' in case I'se gonna sell wid you'se." The dream had felt real to him and he wanted to make sure it wasn't going to really happen. The more he thought about it the more he found it silly, of course it was only a dream and couldn't come true.