Chapter 6
A few minutes later, there was a knock at my door. Racetrack walked in.
"Babydoll, it'll be ok." he said giving me a hug.
"But it's in London! That's not in New York! That's not even in America!" I wailed.
"You'll be fine, kid. I's betcha'll be da only goil dat can fight newsie style." Racetrack reassured me. I laughed. After another minute there was another knock at my door.
"Come in.." I said wiping away my tears. Spot walked in.
"I'll leave you two alone." Racetrack said leaving.
"Are youse ok?" Spot asked sitting on my bed.
"Ya, I guess..." I whispered. Spot lifted my chin and looked me directly in the eyes.
"Ya really scared some of us in there, when ya just started shoutin'." Spot smiled.
"Ya... I noticed..." I leaned in and kissed Spot. Then he kissed me back. We kissed for a while until Mush walked in without knocking.
"Hey Spot, Jack wants to know...." Mush's voice trailed off. "Sorry!' he exclaimed running out.
"Oh no... wit in five minutes every newsie in da house is gonna know about what Mush just saw..." I said looking down.
"Ya, Mush is always talkin', huh?" Spot asked.
"Ya. He is." I said unenthused.
"Well I should prolly get back to my bunk and try ta stop da gossip." Spot decided. He leaned in and gave me one last kiss. "Night 'doll."
"Night." I said watching him leave. I sat in silence after Spot left, and a moment later I heard whistles and cat calls coming form the boys room. I laughed to myself and looked around my room. 'I only have 3 more weeks to live in this room.' I thought to myself.