1It was gettin' ta be close to openin night of the shw Costumes were bein made, sets were gon up, an performers were learning lines. Traintrack wuz still nervous bout everything but peach said it would be ok. Sopt was still hopping Peach owld notice him.
"Fromt eh top!" medda cryed. She was gettin' frustrated cause nothing was going write.
Spot read his lines to Traintrka who kept messing up.
"Ok, medda finaly siad "let's do the big fight scene!"
Race, Msh, Blink came on and train left. They started wit race attackin spot. Msuh didn't come ni thouhg.
"Mush" peach yelled "Youse is supposed ta say"
"I ain't gonna say it. I dun care if he kills the scabba!" then Mush ran off, a tear fallin down his cheecks.
Medda looked at peach and nodded. Peach got up to afterhim.
He was already half down the steet as she chased him "Mush!1 Stop we need ta talk bout dis!"
"Wat's ta talk bout? Ya dun like me!"
"I do to!"
"No, cuz you like Spt!"
Peah didnt no wat ta say. "Mush, I leik ya as a frind! I mean, Ise sorrty I can returnda feelings ya got for me."
"He looked up tears in his eye "Fine. Then I'll bes goin"
"Whea?"
"I dunno, mayb eoff the brooklyn bridge..."
"WHAT!" She grabed him. "Why ya gonna do that?"
"Ain't sat what dey do in da play?"
She shook he head. "Dey do...but that's ficiton. I mean, they was in love wit each otha and stuff."
"So if spot was dead would u kill yurself?"
She sighed "I don't think. But I dun want you to kill yaself. That's just dumb. Please?"
"Ok" he said/
"Good, I want yas to be here for me when I need a friend."
He smiled. "Ok, I will." and they hugged.
Aww, I onli got one review :( but it's ok. I'm on a writitng streek now n u can stop me!