"Heya Fox, how's Brooklyn been ta ya lately?" a voice i recognized as Race asked after i sold my final morning paper. Turning around, i grinned at him and responded with "Well, which one? The super annoying newsboy, or Brooklyn, itself?"
He took his lighter out and lit his cigar, answering, "Bof." We started walking down the Brooklyn bridge, since my new selling spot was right next to it, far, far away from him.
I shrugged before reply "Dunno." it got quiet for a bit, leaving me to think of that one morning, a week ago. His stupid voice was so repetitive "You'se look sexy when ya on top 'o me'se."
Since that slightly good morning, i have been trying my hardest to ignore him. "Every newsie is talkin' bout' you'se beatin' up Cals' right hand man." i should've been happy that i was known all over now. But i wasn't. That guys' words still haunted me. I just felt so angry. No, i still am angry.
"What did da guy say... Ya know ta make ya so angry?" shrugging, i was actually happy when Spot ran up to us. Race was still fixated on me, while i was on Spot. "Hiya Race. And Fox, i'se hasn't been seein' you'se 'round lately."
I rolled my eyes at his remark, he clearly knew why i was ignoring him. "Well, this has been a lovely hang out, but i think i'll take my leave now. See you at Madea's tonight Race."
"Wa- yeah.. See ya lata Fox." I almost lost Spot if only i had left a second sooner. Sighing, i stopped, Spot standing right next to me. "Heya, Fox." he said with that playful smirk on his face.
"What do you want, Conlon." my lack of interest in him, made him smirk even more. "Well, i'se just wonderin why you'se been ignorin' me."
I turned to face him "You know damn right why i am." i crossed my arms, looking him in the eyes while he chuckled. "Well, dat's diffren't." He said, scratching his chin, interested. I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to proceed.
"Usually afta i'se do goils, dey keep comin' back." i scoffed at his remark. "Well, first off, we didn't have sex. And i bet if you did 'do me' that it wouldn't be good, so no need to come back."
He raised an eyebrow, but instead of getting angry like i anticipated he smirked. "Is dat a challenge?" now, if i hadn't opened my big mouth then maybe things wouldn't have turned out the way they did. I usually would've just ignored his cockiness.
But i had my own reputation i needed to keep clean. So i responded with "Depends, are you up for it?" he raised both his eyebrows, not knowing i would've said that.
"what, is wittle Spot Conlon scared? is he not up for this challenge?" I kept spatting mockingly. "Fine. dis ain't even a challenge." i gave him an annoying look and said "that's great. But I'm pretty hard to impress.. Or in this case, arouse."
Even I shocked myself at how confidently I was talking. I should probably stop talking but of course my loud mouth kept on babbling. "So, when and where."
It took a minute for him to think before he responded with "Tonight. After Meddea's." we spit shook and carried on with the day before realizing that I just made a deal with the devil. what was i thinking?