Quarterback & Stats (Newsies | Sprace)

Chapter 5

"Race!" Spot yelled following the boy into the parking lot. Race turned around about halfway to his car.

"Spot, I really need to get home," Race grounded.

"I just want to say I'm sorry," Spot started.

"Sorry for what?" Race questioned while placing his backpack in the back seat of his car.

"For bring the unwanted attention onto you during lunch today," Spot said leaning over Race's open door. Race stood up surprised to see how close Spot was.

"Oh, well, I don't really know how to respond to that," Race said running his hand through his hair, "I should really be heading home now."

"Wait," Spot said reaching into his sweatshirt pocket handing Race his phone, "I don't have your number." Race typed in his phone number and headed home.

Race was in his room reading a book when his phone dingged.

Unknow number - Hi Race this is Spot.

Race quickly put Spots number into his contact

Race - Hi

Spot - What are you doing?

Race - Reading a book, what about you?

Spot - Thinking about you.

Race - Well aren't you a hopeless romantic.

Spot - Only for you. Would you meet me in the Tech-lab at 7:30 am tomorrow?

Race - Yes, I will be there. Goodnight.

Spot - Love you goodnight.