Spot nodded his head, signaling for Race to tell him his, apparently, biggest secret ever,

    "Okay, so, ya know how I ran away from my fadda right?" He asked, Spot nodded, "Well, I ran away from him because," Race paused he felt burning hot tears begin to fall, "Hey, if you don't wanna talk bout it we don't have to." Spot said, laying his hand on Race's cheek, "No, no I have to tell ya." Race took a few deep breaths before continuing,

    "I ran away from my fadda because he'd hit me all the time. He'd hit my mudda, sista, and me til we were lying on the ground in pain. My mudda died at work in the clothing factory, and my sista who was, well is named Elizabeth killed herself cuz of it. When they were gone, he'd throw things at me and hit me nonstop so, I tied a sheet to the bed, tossed the end down the window and took off like a shot. I ran to Specs and Jack at the Boarding house. Now I'm a broke, dirty Newsie without a nickel to his name." Race started to cry but he quickly wiped away his tears,

    "Race?" Spot asked which made race snap his head in his direction,

    "Yeah?" He replied.

     "Why would ya fadda hit ya?"

    "Cuz, I" Race had to think about if coming out to his crush would be okay or if it would restart the humiliation that came along with walking out of the closet the first time, "I, I" He started stuttering, "I'm gay." Spot's face turned into a smile, "You're not weirded out?" He asked,

    "No, I am happy that my crush is gay too." Spot smirked which made Race blush madly, he couldn't control it, "Hello?" Spot said waving his hand in front of Race's face.

    Race was in shock. He didn't know weather to scream, hug him, or cry. Race knew that Spot was an honest guy but, he could be joking, "Spot, are you serious?" Race asked with his voice full of anger. Spot responded with a smirk, "Is this proof?" He then leaned in closer to Race and their lips touched.

    Race didn't know what to do so, he pulled away gasping, "What's wrong? Didn't ya like it?" Spot smirked,

    "No," Race wrapped his arms around Spot's neck, "I loved it." The two began making out for a long time until Race, again ended the session, "What's wrong?" Spot asked a little concerned, he was waiting anxiously for Race's answer.