What Dreams Are Made Of

by pixiedust

Chapter 5

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The next morning Angelina was woken by a voice yelling various things. She opened her eyes and looked around the room, trying to figure out where she was.

"Il sole di mattina (Morning sunshine)," Racetrack said when he saw the confused look on her face.

"Buon giorno (Good morning)," she replied. "Where am I?"

"Da Manhattan Newsboys Lodging House," Jack said pulling her off of Racetrack's bunk.

"Oh. I need you to help me find Connor," Angelina said, as she remembered why she came to New York in the first place.

"What?! Lina, how can I help youse find him?" he asked confused

"He has to be in New York! I haven't seen him in years. New York is the only place he could be!"

"Whah? Come on get dressed, we'se gonna pay Spot a visit," Jack said grabbing her arm

"No, he already made it perfectly clear that he could not help me," Angelina said yanking her arm from Jack's grasp.

"Well we'se gonna see 'bout that," Jack said. "Meet me downstaihs in 10 minutes, we'se goin' ta Brooklyn!"

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so sorry its so short. . . but since I haven't updated in like forever. . . I figured I owed you!!

~*~ pixiedust ~*~