ME: HOWS IT GOING. SORRY AGAIN FOR THE SHORTNESS OF THAT CHAPTER. IT WAS VERRT SHORT, BUT A NESSETY. THIS CHAPTER WILL BE LONGER, I PROMISS. AND I WILL MAKE SURE THAT DUCHY, MUSH, BLINK, SPOT, RACE, AND CRUTCHY ARE IN THIS CHAPTER, BUT THIS ONE WILL HAVE A LOT OF ANGER IN IT.
DUCHY: =O. SNAKE DO I GET TO BEAT SOMEONE OP IN THIS CHAPTER THAT WOULD BE AWSOME.
ME: NO, SORRY. THERE WILL BE NO ACTAUL FIGHTS IN THIS CHAPTER, BUT MABEY IN THE REST OF THE STORY.
EVERYONE IN ROOM: AWWWWWWWWWW. COME ON SNAKE
ME: OK THAT WAS REALLY WEIRD. OK RACE PLEASE DO THE DISCLAIMER. I'TS TO SAD FOR ME TO DO. PLUS YOUR CHARCTER IS MY FAVEORITE.
RACE: FINE. SNAKE DOES NOT OWN NEWSIES, SHE NEVER WILL. AN NOW SHE WILL START THIS CHAPTER
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SONIA'S POV
"Sean, I need to play a sport if I want to stay in Brooklyn."
"Than why can't you do something were the boys won't kill you. Like cheerleading, I mean you do dance."
"My mom said no dance, plus, your whole team probably put you up to this. Those stupid football players probably want to see me in those little skirts, and those tight sweaters."
"NO, SONIA. THIS IS ME. I just don't want to see you getting hurt, again."
"SO, YOUR JUST GONNA STOP ME FROM FUFILING MY DREAMS, NOW ARENT YOU."
"Sonia, ya gota calm down."
"Ya know what; just get out of my car. We're at duchy's house now."
"But S-"
"I don't want to hear it Sean, and by the way. The only reason that I'm staying is because I'll probably have to drive someone home after this. Plus I wana see Angie."
"What ever." Then he got out. Without even being his normal polite self. Just a strange depressed Sean Colon and I hate it when he's like that. Especially when it's my fault. I can only see the blame on myself. I couldn't not try out, but I also can't stand to see him like this. What am I going to do know?
SPOTS POV
"Ok guys let's get started. I don't want to talk today," I said grabbing my guitar from the chair that I had put it on after practice yesterday.
"What are we gonna start with boss," said duchy, our drummer. I guess that we wee the last ones to show up. There was our bassist, kid blink or his real name Ryan Ballet, mush our keyboardist, me the guitarist and singer, and then there was Tony, he's another guitarist, and if I cant make it he sings for us. Not that we've had any gigs yet, because we haven't.
"Um," I said "how bout the new one."
"Why," said blink "weren't we gonna save that for-"
"I DON'T CARE," I said.
"Yep," said race, "They had a fight. I knew it as soon as she told me that she was going out for baseball. You all owe me twenty bucks." Everyone handed him their wallets, and he took a twenty from each one.
"GUYS JUST START THE STUPID SONG ALREADY."
"Someone's a little grouchy this morning," said mush.
"SHUT UP MUSH," said both me and Sonia.
"Wow, their both irritable, said blink. I shot him a look that told him to back off.
"Start the song already," I said. The music started and I started to sing:
Well you were four and I was five,
We didn't fight most of the time,
But when you went away,
I cried most of the day,
Then to my mom I would say,
Hey guys,
I miss her'
She went away,
Hey guys I miss her,
Why couldn't she stay-?
Well you were twelve, and I was thirteen,
But when you left me I damn right couldn't see-,
Then I said to my friends,
Hey guys,
I miss her,
She went away,
Hey guys I miss her,
Why couldn't she stay-?
Now you're seventeen and I'm a year ahead,
And today we fought,
And I wish we hadn't instead,
'Cause I know that you wish that I'm dead,
I know that ya think ya do,
But I know you don't,
And I know ya won't.
Hey guys,
I miss her,
She went away,
Hey guys I miss her,
Why couldn't she stay-?
Now through out this song,
No I haven't thought wrong,
I've been tryin' to say,
Babe, I need ya to stay-.
I finished the song with tears in my eyes. So I bolted, nobody can ever see the infamous Sean Colon cry. Ever!
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SONIA'S POV
"Oh my god," I whispered, "I-I m-made h-him c-cry." Then I ran out of the room, after him. I guess that he was right, I'd never thought of us like that. We loved each other. We were practically joined at the hip most of the time. I just couldn't seem to let him down. I needed to play, but I also couldn't live without him. Spot was my life, but when I found him I was shocked.
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ME: OOH A CLIFFY.
RACE: COME ON SNAKE. FOR ONCE I ACTULEY CAR THAT YOU FINNISH THIS STUFF.
SPOT: TEN BUCKS SAYS THAT RAYE ACTULEY DOSEN'T POST BECAUSE RACE SAID THAT.
ME: NO PEOPLE DON'T WORRY. I WILL ALWAYS TRY AS HARD AS POSSIABLE.
DUCHY: YUP OK.
ME: YEAH DUCH. OK. BY THE WAY. MY NAME IS NOT RAYE. IT IS MY PREFFERED NAME. MY REAL NAME IS MUCH WEIRDER. DUCH DO YA WANT TA DO THE DISCLAIMER:
DUCHY: OK. RAYE DOES NOT OWN NEWSIES, AND SHE NEVER WILL.
ME: OK. NOW I MUST POST THIS STORY. REMEMBER. READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!