Spot strutted his stuff on the docks of Brooklyn. It was a month after the strike so everything was pretty settled with the Brooklyn newsies; they had only been at the docks a few weeks before the strike so they never had the time to check out their neighbors. Spot decided him and some of his boys would check them out today.
They meet the kids to the right, some runaways who worked at a factory together. Now they were going to the left the dead end to the dock. They stopped at some sort of a gate that was blocking them to the end of the dock which was some sort of building like a warehouse. "Boys" said Spot as he stepped aside and his boys climbed over and unlocked it for him. After about ten seconds teenager boys surrounded them.
They newsies backed all together. Spot looked around at the situation; these were for sure street kids not newsies. They carried chains, ropes, metal sticks and some even sharp short metal pipes like knifes. He looked around for a leader someone in front but saw no one, maybe there was no leader.
"Now now boys lets play nice" Spot noticed a girl about his age standing in back of them on a crate above them. The boys grunted, the girl grabbed a chain that was hanging on her waist and swung it on a rope she grabbed an end with each hand and flew down and landed in front of Spot.
She reattached the chain to her waist which also had a long whip and another sharp pipe. Now that she was closer Spot could see her better, she had very long black hair which was in a long braid down her back with a few strains of curly hair hanging in the front of her beautiful face. She was wearing a white blouse which was tied in a knot stopping just below her breasts revealing her belly button and her tight abs, the sleeves were rolled up to her elbows. The thing that he stuck out the most was her black skirt which she had cut very short almost showing her butt, then she had brown boots that went right up to her thighs.
"Are you going to stand there all day catching flies in your mouth or are you going to tell me why you are on my turf" the girl said with her arms crossed. Spot snapped out of his gaze but he couldn't help it this girl was sexy much more then any other girl he's seen.
"Well you see me and me boys just moved in the docks next to ya so we were just checking out our neighbors you know see who we will be watching our backs and…. Well I don't mind watching yours" Spot said smirking to his newsies. The girl face filled with anger but faded into a smile,
"Well Mr. Conlon let me inform you that we 'street rats' as you would call us only watch each others backs" she began to walk closer to Spot he began to walk back as she continued to walk further to him " Also I hear that you are quiet the ladies man and seeing from that comment I see that people really do lie now I'm having a good day so I'll let you and your newsies go" Spot was now on the edge of the dock " but if you even think of stepping or even thinking od stepping on my turf again I'll make sure you know if those street rumors about us are true" with that she lightly pushed him but caught him on his hand with her whip. She smirked at him then whipped him back to his boys.
She mouthed the word "get" and Spot straighten his vest and lead his boys out. When they were out of sight he pulled the closest newsies and yelled in their face " I want you to find out who they were, where they came from and who was that girl" he threw the kid away and stormed into his room and slammed the door.
That night Spot paced his room waiting for the newsie to return with any info. The thing that he couldn't get through his head was he wasn't that mad but more excited to hear about this girl, he amazed her not just with her looks but her adittuie. All the girls he knew where too good or try to be bad but she was bad and she leads a street gang how sexy. "Dam where is that kid" he yelled.