Disclaimer- I only own Kelly and Jeromy. Riley belongs to LegallyRed. I didn't present her very well, but the she belongs in "Requited Love" it rox in sox. You should read it.

"Well, I think ya are Bobbie." Spot said, pacing right in front of Kelly.

"Well, thinking I'm Bobbie isn't going to turn me into her." Kelly said turning back around to finish cleaning Jeromy's cuts. Spot didn't say anything else until Kelly did. "Well I'd love to stay and debate who I am, and who I'm not, but I got to be going." Kelly and Jeromy stood up and tried to walk out of the bathroom, but were stopped by Spot.

"Why don't ya stay the night, and in the morning we'll pay Jack-boi a visit." Spot said.

"I would love to do that and prove to you that I'm not Bobbie, but I have places I need to be and can't be late. So if you'll excuse me." Kelly pushed her way by him. He let them go this time. Why should he make her stay? If she didn't want to be a newsie then he wasn't going to make her be.

"Thank you for letting us use the bathroom." Kelly said as they walked by to the boy near the door. He nodded.

"Who was that guy?" Jeromy asked

"I'm assuming he's Spot." Kelly said smiling.

"What kinda name is Spot?"

"I asked myself the same exact question when I heard his name." Kelly said glad that she wasn't the only one who found the name Spot weird. When they reached the train station they only had enough money to take them to Manorville, a town east of Brooklyn close to the coast.

"We have five dollars left. I hope you're little 'lets run away from the newsies I'm getting too attached' is worth it." Kelly didn't say anything just moved seats. She was now facing the window.

"Why are you going to Manorville?" The girl who was sitting by Kelly asked.

"I'm escaping." Kelly said trying to hint at the fact that she didn't want to talk, but the girl didn't take the hint.

"What are you trying to escape from?" She asked.

Kelly rolled her eyes and turned to face the girl. "A commitment" The girl had blue eyes and red hair. The lights in the train made her hair shine. She was smiling for some odd reason.

"Why wouldn't you want a commitment? Is it about a boy?" The girl asked.

"It's most certainly not about a boy. And promising you're self to something never got anyone anywhere." Kelly said looking straight at the girl who had decided to butt into Kelly's personal life, but offer a name. "Do you have a name?" Kelly asked.

"Yes, it's a Riley, and your's." Riley asked.

"Bobbie." Kelly said, not being able to think of any other names.

"Running from something you're scared of never got you anywhere either, and who is to say that no one got anywhere from making a commitment? I know a lot of happy people with a commitments."

"Like who?" Kelly asked.

"For one some of my best friends are newsies, and they made a commitment to wake up every morning and sell newspapers. For a little while I danced at a place called Irving Hall for a living, that was a commitment to wake up each morning and do that, but I loved it, every minute of it." Riley said.

It took every ounce of Kelly's self control, not to either start cracking up or spill her whole story. She just didn't say anything. She turned back around and faced the window leaving Riley to entertain herself. Who does she think she is? The newsies are poor and unhappy. I was there I saw them, and it's true. She has no idea what she's talking about. I did the right thing. I was getting attached and didn't want to steal from them. What would I steal anyway? All those kids are dirt poor. I did a good deed letting them keep their money. It's luck for them that I left. Kelly soon got tired of having a mental debate, and turned around just in time to hear Riley say,

"I hope you make the right decision."

"Thank." Kelly said genuinely thankful for her opinion. What? Kelly what was that? You sounded actually thankful, you imbecile. Don't let that stupid Riley girl make you feel guilty. Remember you did them a favor. You should feel good. The more Kelly thought about it the worse she felt. The worse she felt the more she wanted to tell Jeromy that she liked the newsies and wanted to be one of them.

Kinda boring chapter, but I had to get it out of the way, so umm, please review. Or my mob of angry newsies will attack, and don't say I didn't warn you when you're getting pelted with stale bread handed out by the Nuns.