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Why is it no one understands me? Everyone treats me like I'm evil...Like I'm a demon... Like I have no heart or feelings.
And frankly, I don't ... or at least...I didn't...until I met her...
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THIS CHAPTER RATED TEEN FOR VIOLENCE!

Heya everyone! I'm back! hahaha! So, how did everyone like my cliffhanger? ((dodges death glares)) I wanted to let you all simmer with the thoughts of what was going to happen next...mwhahaha! ((dodges more glares)) I thought my cliffhanger was a good idea... and I bet you all want to know the big secret that is in that journal, huh? Well, You'll just have to keep reading to find out, huh? ((Phantom's evil laughter))
((chandelier falls))
Oops... I didn't do that! ((grins innocently))
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Disclaimer:
I don't own Newsies sad as it is. I don't even own any of the characters in this story. 'Cept Shadow... ARE YOU HAPPY YOU BLOODTHIRSTY, DREAM CRUSHING LAWYERS!
Lawyers- ((nod))
((Sighs)) This is hopeless...
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Spot:
I was pretty messed up when Wiss showed back up. My head hurt and I was pale.
"I found her, Spot." Whistler informed me, entering quietly. "She's in the hallway."
"Thanks, Wiss." I sighed. Whistler gave me a look, but soon after it softened.
"Do you want me to send her back?" he asked.
"No." I replied firmly. "I don't know why I'm like this, Wiss...Whistler." I corrected myself. Yes you do. My mind taunted. I tried to ignore it, but it was just too loud. You're in love with her. But you're scared. You're scared to be in love again. You're scared of being hurt. Like last time. Remember that? Hmm?
"You're scared and in love," he told me. I hate it when he does that...
"Well, scared or not I still have to go talk to her." I replied, getting up and heading towards the door.
"Don't do anything stupid!" Whistler called after me. That boy just has no faith in me...
"I won't!" I called back. Secretly, I wasn't so sure...
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Penni:
I stormed out of the house and ran towards the docks. I...
Just then I heard the door open across the hall. I had to finish reading this blasted journal. I had nowhere to hide it except... I slipped the book down my shirt just in time. Spot walked in the room.
"What are you doing in here?" He demanded. I just smiled weakly.
"I saw the pink door and curiosity got the better of me I suppose..." I admitted, shifting uncomfortably. That book was realllyy bugging me...
Spot nodded understandingly. "I'm sure you already know that this was Audrey's room..."
"Yeah. Is this her?" I asked him, showing him the sketched picture that was stuck in the corner of the mirror. Spot smirked. "That's her."
"She's beautiful." I murmured, looking closer at the picture. Spot's smirk turned slowly into a smile. "That she was..." he whispered mostly to himself. I smiled. Spot did have a sweet side. No one ever really saw it though...
"You wanna go out to eat with me?" Spot asked.
"Umm... I really have to be getting back to Manhattan." I lied, thinking the whole time about the journal down my shirt.
"You can stay here." Spot offered. "There's a spare room upstairs and..."
"I really need to be getting back. If I don't, the others will worry." I said quickly. I kissed his cheek and ran out. I ran back to Manhattan in fact, clutching the journal.
I ran into the lodging house out of breath and tired. I looked through the window to see if Spot had followed me. Thannkfully, he hadn't. I just hope he isn't too mad about the journal...
I walked quietly up into the bunk room and collapsed on my bed. I was so tired...
You have to read the journal. If I didn't I'd never be able to get it off my mind. I sighed and opened it to the middle page again.
I saw Audrey standing there. She looked so beautiful in the moonlight. This thought temporarily stunned me. She is beautiful? I was mad at her. I wanted to kill her only a few minutes ago. It was then I realized I could never hate the woman of my life. I loved her too much. I went over...

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General:
Spot went into Audrey's old room to grab his journal from the bearue. He slipped quietly inside and slid the door shut. The room still was a complete mess. Just the way he'd left it. Penni had been searching around then. Which was good. He couldn't allow any of his secrets to get out.
He meant to grab his journal off of the bureau, but it wasn't there. Spot always left it there... "No one has been in here except me and...Penni." The words pierced his mind like a light piercing the darkness. Everything he had ever done, thought, and said was in that journal. Spot's anger raged.
He grabbed the knife off of the bureau in his room and stormed out the lodging house door.
"SPOT!" Whistler called after him, but the noise fell on deaf ears. Spot had his intent on shoving his knife through her heart. She was going to get it. How dare she have the audasity to steal his journal. The journal that told all of his secrets. But that won't matter... Spot thought to himself, clutching the blade tighter in his hand. His secret would be safe. No one would know the truth...
He walked to Manhattan, a look of death on his face. His eyes reflected his thoughts of cold-blooded murder. An evil smirk remained on his face the whole walk there. He arrived sooner than he had expected. He pushed the door open, shoved right past Kloppman, and bounded straight up to the bunkroom. His blue/green eyes scanned the room for her face. He smirked even more when he saw her sleeping peacefully on her bed. He walked over to her and shook her awake. She looked at him and smiled. He slipped his left hand over her mouth and he held the knife in the other. Her eyes opened wide when she saw the dagger.
Her voice was muffled as she tried to scream. Spot raised the knife and...
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END CHAPTER! Wow, that ending was intense. Hope I don't lose any readers because of it... I probably will... ((Sigh)) Don't worry everyone! The story gets better! I know this chapter sucked. And/ or it just made Spot look bad... Don't get too mad! Please read and review!
Oh, and if you don't like the way this chapter ended, be sure to tell me and I can change it! I have an alternate ending for this chapter. So, if you all hate it, I will change it.
I don't really want to become a poor writer so, the criticism will be appreciated. Feel free to tell me it was awful! (I'll probably agree!)
-GiNnY
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Shout outs:
Garen Ruy Maxwell:
You're going to be the death of me! But I updated, so now it's your turn! ((grins)) haha! Can't wait for more of A Key Around His Neck. --- I DID IT! YEAH! lol. Sorry, proud of myself. R&R!
Lil IrishQT:
hehe. I'm evil now am I? Well, seeing as how you just read this chapter you probably think I'm a nut job too. But that's okay. ((Winks)) Some people think I'm insane. I'm not insane either, but... anyways... OFF TOPIC! Geez, I'm so spazzy. Spazzy? Is that a word? Only in my mind... ((Sigh)) So, read and review and tell me how this chapter was. If I'm still evil, or just a jerk...or if this chapter is actually okay or if it just plain sucked. ;p
Cat-
I updated. Which again is surprising... I'm really having serious second thoughts on this chapter... Gar! Gar! Is that a word? Probably not. Oh, well. Me and my weird words. So, anyways on a lighter note... umm... hmm... I dunno. Nothing on a lighter note. ((sighs dramatically)) I guess all I have to say is read and review...
Kitty:
Hello, puppet!
Did he kill her? You tell me. haha. I did write more and you did harass me but I didn't let you read this chapter anyways...except for the ending. WHICH STILL SUCKS BY THE WAY! I have no idea why you thought I should keep it. So if people hate it I'm blaming it on you. Jk...sorta. Are you turning into the phantom or sommat? Nice Big quotes, puppet. Read and review, dearest!
Silver Conlon:
New reviewer! YEAH! ((claps hands)) I'm glad you like it thus far. Hope you still like it after this chapter... ((Sigh))
R&R!
Madmbutterfly713:
You can have Spot. He's not a murderer really. Just in this story. ((winks)) And he's been ranting all week about how I made him a serial killer.
I'M NOT A MURDERER! I HATE BLOOD! IT SCARES ME... Wait, did I just admit that! I TAKE THE BLOOD THING BACK!-Spot
I have to go to the doctors today to get a zillion shots to test me again for anemia. You can come with me, Spot?
NOOO!-Spot
Then I'm shipping you out to Madmbutterfly. ((places postage stamp on Spot's forehead)) Now, sit on the porch and wait for the mailman.
((waits on porch))-Spot
He's all yours. Finally! Someone else who despises rap music! YES! I'M NOT ALONE IN THIS WORLD! I agree, Penni is pretty stealthy. Hehe. I would've read Spot's journal, too. Just because he's the mighty Spot Conlon and I'd want some blackmail on him...lol. It has to be uncomfortable having a book down your shirt though... anyways, R&R!
Zero-0:
YEAH FOR ANOTHER NEW REVIEWER! ((laughs)) Yah, Race jumping up and down like a child is a hilarious thought. Glad you liked it! R&R!
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Oh, yeah, and I apologize for the shortness of the chapters, but I keep finding these perfect places too stop...
If you like this story so far, tell me and I'll post the next chapter...
--GiNnY--
--Take the boat and swear to me never to tell the secret you know of the angel in hell.--