Chapter 3: Happy Boirthday

Spots POV

"I spent tree god damn hours lookin for a gift for this goil and I aint found nuthin yet." I said as I threw my hat to da ground. "Wat do you give to da goil whos bailed yous outa da refuge." I was pacing back and forth on the docks talking to myself. Dis goil had actually got to me. Shes was under my skin. I was thinkin 'bout her all da time. Now she had me worryin what ta get her for her damn boirthday. I had even thrown my hat on the ground. Wat am i? Crazy? I quickly picked up my hat and dusted it off.

How do I compete wit her Richie friends? I aint got two pennies ta rub tagetha and she wants me ta get her a gift. What do you give da goil that's got everything? "Wait! Dey said she was a gambler. I mean her names Trips cuz she one tree games wit trips." I ran ta my trone and looked true my stuff. I had stolen a deck a cards once from dis guy. Deys was nice cards, but I never used 'em.

I grabbed 'em and made sure I looked especially good. "Wat am I doin?" I was tryin ta make myself presentable. Damn dis goil was really under my skin.

Trips POV

I ran around my house trying to find something to wear. "Sophie, what if Spot shows up? What do I do?"

"Lilah," she grabbed my shoulders to keep me from jumping out of my own skin. "This boy is just a boy. The way you were talking last night, it sounded like you didn't even want him to come."

"I don't!"

"Then why do you care?"

"I- Your right. I shouldn't even care…should i?"

"Lilah, just admit that you like the boy."

"He's cute but I hate him."

"Ok so your attracted."

"Ug, what time is it?"

"Noon."

"Noon? They should be coming soon. They're all done sellin papes for da day." I went into my room to get dressed. I found a dress that said: 'I'm rich but I'm not better than you.' I put on my best corset and placed the dress on. The doorbell rang. "Oh no! They're here already?" I ran to the door.

Standing there was Jack, Racetrack, and Kid Blink. "Happy boirthday, Trips." Blink said as he handed me todays pape. "Free a charge."

I laughed and took it. "I aint gots no money so yous can have a hug." Racetrack hugged me. "Happy Boirthday, goili."

"And you Jack, what did yous get me."

"A genuine Jack Kelly smile." He smirked and we all laughed.

"Come on in." Sophie had put out snacks and sandwiches for us. "Eat wat chu want"

We talked for awhile and they rampaged my room. "So which corset is your best?" Jack said.

"What?"

"Every goils got a nice corset" Racetrack added.

"Well ise got it on." I said.

"Well lets see it." I turned towards the speaker. Spot? "Sophie let me in. Nice goil there." He threw me a deck of cards. "Happy Boirthday, Trips." He walked over and gave me a hug. I lingered for a moment, taking in the smell. It wasn't like Jack and it definitely wasn't like my dad…he was different. He smelt so...idk how to describe it but it smelt good.

"Looks like someone feels bad 'bout sumthin." Jack said.

"Im da king a Brooklyn, I aint feelin bad 'bout nuthin."

I began to blush slightly and pulled away. "Is anyones else comin or can we eat some cake?"

"Cake! Wat kind?" Racetrack said.

"Chocolate cake wit chocolate icing. Made it myself." I said.

"Then lets goes eats sum cake." Kid Blink said.

Racetrack, Kid Blink, Jack, and Spot ran down the stairs to the kitchen. "Sophie, cue da lites, wes gotta song ta sing and a cake ta eat." Spot said.

We lit the candles and hit the lighs.

Happy Boirthday to yous,

Happy Boirthday to yous,

Happy Boirthday dear Trips,

Happy Boirthday to yous!

"Okay now lets eat some cake." Spot said.

We cut the cake and each got a large piece and went to sit in the living room. I lingered behind until all the boys had left the kitchen. "Hey Sophie, did it look like Spot was staring at me? I think he was staring at me."

"He was lookin a you. A lot. I wouldn't say staring I would say more like checkin out."

"Really?" I giggld.

"Hey, Trips, were yous at. Da boys is startin ta jump on da foirniture" Jack shouted from the other room.

I ran in with my cake in hand only to see Ractrack and Blink jumping on my couch and Jack sitting on the arm of the chair. "There weres four a yous bafore, whered Spotty goes?"

"I" Jump "Think" Jump "Hes" Jump "Checkin" Jump "Out" Jump "The" Jump "House" Racetrack said. Jack quickly got up and pushed Race off the Couch.

"Getchur nasty feet off her spensive couch. Dat ting costs more den yous."

I laughed and walked around my house to find Spot. "Spot. Spot," I yelled. "Where yous at?" I walked past the bathroom to see Spot looking at my bathtub. "Watchu doin?"

"Oh nuthin," he looked embarrassed. "ise was just walkin 'round your house and ise saw dat yous had a porcelain tub."

"Yea its nice."

"Must be nice livin like a richie."

"Its got it perks." He seemed so amused with the tub. "You can take a bath if chu want."

"Nah, dad be weird. Its your boirthday. Wes gotta hang out an stuff."

I turned the nobs on the bath and started to draw a bath. "Take a bath, Spot."

"Yous serious, aint chu?"

"Yeahs" I walked out of the bathroom and shut the door.

"So, ju find Spot yet?" Jack yelled.

"Yea, hes takin a bath."

"A bath? He knows it chur boirthday right?" Racetrack said.

"Yeah, I tolds him to." I sat down on the chair that Jack was sitting on. "How was da cake?"

"Good. Best ting I ates in awhile." Jack replied.

"Glad ta hear it."

We sat and talked for twenty minutes or so until we interrupted by a very excited, very wet, Spot. "Guys, yous gotta try dat." Spot said, holding up a towel around his waist. "Its axually hot. Dat was da best bath ise ever took."

All the boys ran up to him to ask how it was to take a hot bath. I walked up to join them and I couldn't help but stare at Spot's perfectly toned body. I guess walking around for hours a day really di a number on him.

"So Spot, where your cloths?" Kid Blink asked.

"Sophie came in in da middle of my bath and tooks 'em. Said shes was gonna wash 'em"

The guys all laughed. "A hot bath and clean clothes. Damn Trips, yous got da life up here."

I giggled. "Its nice. If you like yous guys could stay here for awhile. Wes gots a couple extra beds and ise gonna be home alone anyways."

"You sure?" Jack said. "Wes don't wanna be imposin or nuthin."

"Its fine. If I didn't want chuse here den I wouldn't a offered. So, Spot, chu need some clothes?"

"Nuthin Poirsonal but I don't think ill fit into any a your stuff."

All the boys laughed as well as myself. "Not mine, yous can wear some a my brutha's old stuff."

"Brutha? Yous got a brutha?" Race asked. "Where is he, wes should meet 'im"

"He left. Hes couldn't satnd my pops no more so he went down south. He left his clothes so yous guys can borrow 'em."

The boys all glared at Racetrack. "Hows was I sposed ta know?"

Jack and Kid Blink started beating on Race and I led Spot to another room. I threw him a pair of trousers and an undershirt. "Uh, Thanks Trips." I began to walk out of the room. "So is yous serious about us stayin here?"

"Yeah, why is it so saprisin to yous guys?"

"Cuz normally no one gives us a break like dis."

"Well ise guess ise is no one den."