"Hey break it up Box," Spot stepped in between Box and another newsie named Glare. The two boys didn't listen and continued throwing punches at each other, almost giving Spot a black eye. I stood on the sideline trying to stay out of the way but wanting to help.
"That's enough," Spot yelled causing several of the newsies including me to jump from alarm. This time they stopped but continued giving each other deathly looks.
"Now what's this all about?"
"This punk here told Deuce that I had been soaking some of his newsies, and I ain't even been to Staten Island in months," Box defended, while Glare was about ready to pounce.
Deuce was the leader of the Staten Island Newsies and for the past two weeks some of his boys have been soaked severely, one almost dying. Box use to be a newsie there a year ago, but left because him and two other boys Drake and Lefty had a falling out.
Spot had sent Glare over there to deliver Deuce a message right before the newsies were getting hurt, and Glare had supposedly seen Box soaking one of the newsies.
"Ok Glare what's your version of the story?" Spot crossed his arms waiting impatiently so he could get to the bottom of this.
"Well you know how you picked me to deliver the message to Deuce," he gave a triumphed look towards Box who just turned the other way scowling.
"I had just delivered it and not even walked two blocks when I hear a commotion."
"Not wanting anyone to get hurt I went to the newsie who was getting soaked and low and behold, I see Box soaking some kid to a bloody pulp." It was obvious that Glare was exaggerating on his part to make him look good, but Spot listened amused while Box was surprisingly quiet.
"I yelled at Box and told him he shouldn't be soaking a kid, but then he turned and punched me before I knew what was coming and ran off. I took the kid back to Deuce and they had him checked out and he just ended up with two black eyes and a busted lip."
Spot eyed Glare before speaking. "I'm sure you saw a newsie get beaten up, but what I don't believe is that you think it was Box." Glare started to protest but Spot waved his hand to silence him.
"I'm not saying your completely lying, but I will find out the truth and if either one of you were in on this, you better pray I don't hear about it." Both of them turned pale but quickly put there Brooklyn attitude back on. "Ok Spot," the three spit shook as Spot then called one his boids over to make an appointment with Deuce.
Geez I haven't been on here in awhile. The teachers at my school are insane since it's almost summer they believe in giving out loads of homework in almost every class. *shakes head* but it least the good thing is it's almost Summer time. Finally!!!!!!! Thank you for the reviews that's the only reason I wanted to write more of this story!