chapter 1

Racetrack Higgins was a newsie, a gambler, and a troublemaker. A jack-of-all-trades if you will.

Spot Conlon was The King of Brooklyn, feared by newsies throughout all of New York. But, in reality, he was just another kid, another kid with, what felt like, the weight of the world on his shoulders.

(im gonna come right out and tell y'all that the title is very loosely related to the fic. it is largely just the make out Monday song that I was listening to when I started writing it)