Chapter 11!
After Spot kissed me, I walked over to my bunk and climbed on. He looked at me and gave his famous smirk, "My kiss swayed ya choice, I see," he said.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh, ahcourse it did. Ya charms ovah whelm me," I said sarcastically as I laid back, putting my hands behind my head.
"I was serious though, bout you and me. We ain't a couple jus cuz we kissed, it didn' mean nothing," he said.
I pulled the covers over my legs and rolled my eyes, "Yea Spot. I know, not like I'd want ta be ya goil anyways," I said lazily.
"Yea, yea. Whateva ya say, Cross. You know ya want me," he said as he climbed onto his bed.
I didn't reply to his statement, and let myself fall into a deep slumber.
My shoulder was being shook and I pried my eyes open to see the offender. Spot.
"Cross! Get ya lazy ass up, ya bum! We ain't got all day, and since I'se gotta sell wid you again we will definitely need da time," he said as he slapped my back a few times.
"A'right, a'right, I'se is up! And will ya stop dat? I'se ain't ya punching bag ya know," I said pushing myself into sitting position and swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, narrowly missing Spots big head. Damn.
"Watch out will ya! Ya almost knocked my head clear off!" He said angrily, jumping down and pushing his cane through his belt loop.
"Whatta shame," I said with a sour scowl before jumping down off the bed.
"Ya got up late, so ya don' have time foah a bath, even though ya desperately need one," he said meanly.
My jaw hung open in insult, "Ya, well look whose tawking!" I said.
He smirked at me, "Actually, I jus' bathed, a few minutes ago," he said looking at me with a false grin.
I groaned and looked over at him. "Would ya get out? I'se gotta change!" I said, making a shooing gesture.
"Ya lucky you'se a goil, or else I'd've soaked ya so hard foah ordering me around," he said sourly before leaving.
"Wonder why he's got his bloomahs in a twist today," I said quietly to myself.
I combed my hair and put it neatly in two French braids before putting on my hat. I laced up my boots and left the room. I walked down the stairs and saw Sinker standing in the lobby of the lodging house.
"Heyya Sinkah, Whatta ya still doin' heah?" I asked.
He smiled and said, "My partner is ill so I plan on sticking it out for today," he said.
I shook my head, "No, no you don' wanna do dat. Doin' something dat stupid could wind up wid ya starvin'," I said looking at him.
"Will you sell with me then? I cannot sell by myself," he said looking at me.
I looked out the window at Spot who was sitting on the steps waiting for me. He was selling by himself before I came, he can do it now right? " Sure, why not?" I said.
He smiled, but I put my hand up, "But no funny business today, got it? Or else I'se'll have ta knock ya teef loose, undahstood?"
He laughed, "Whatever you say goes," he said as he opened the door for me.
I gulped as I looked at Spot's hunched back. He heard the door open and turned around to look at me, standing up as he saw me. "Finally, ya took fahevah! Are ya gainin' weight or something? Cuz ya seem much slowah den usual and even den you'se is pretty slow," he said meanly.
I pursed my lips and looked to the side, "Actually, I'se is sellin' wid Sinkah today, he has no partnah and asked if I could sell wid him," Spots eyes instantly became ice, "I said yes cuz I figurah'd dat since you'se sell papes jus' fine by yaself, you'se'd do even bettah widout me," I finished off quickly.
Spot stepped up the steps and stood next to me, "Is dat so?" He asked, and I heard Sinker gulp.
I crossed my arms and rolled eyes, "Yea, dat's so," I said as-matter-of-fact-ly.
Spot looked at Sinker who refused to return the eye contact, "Fine den, I'se'll see you too at lunch," and with that he left.
Sinker and I both shared confused looks before shrugging and walking to the Distribution Center. I only got twenty papes today, figuring as Spot wasn't there to use, and Sinker got fifty.
We walked two and a half blocks over to the street where the diner was and began selling.
"Wow, this spot is poifect!" I exclaimed as I handed a man two papes, "Lot's a dimwitted costumahs, and it's right by the dinah!" I smiled over to Sinker.
I found it hilarious that the two of was were practically next to each other and were still able to sell out papes in record times. It was around noon when we finished, and we walked to the diner.
Sinker walked up to the waitress and smiled a toothy grin, "A table for five please," he asked kindly.
I tugged on Sinker's shirt and he gave me a questioning look, "Five?" I asked.
He chuckled and threw his arm around my shoulders as he led me to the table, "You, and me, Jumper, Indy and Phantom."
"Oh," I said, "I'se don' mean ta be rude, but why is you guy's friend's wid Phantom? He seems, I don' know, jus' not normal," I asked slowly.
He chuckled, "We aren't. He just comes and sits with us anyways. No one knows anything about him, he is the shadiest person in the whole group," he said as we sat down.
The waitress placed five menus at our table and we waited for the others to arrive.
"Hey there Sinkah!" Said Indy as he sat at the booth, removing his hat, "G'day ta you Miss Cross," he said tipping an imaginary hat at me.
I smiled, "Indy," I looked around, "Wheah's Jumpah?"
He began to laugh, "Right there," he said pointing to the short Italian who just entered the restaurant.
He sat down, "Boys," he greeted, "Cross," he smiled at me to which I kindly returned.
Sinker looked around, "Where is Phantom? He's not coming today?" He asked curiously.
Jumpah waved his hand and scrunched his face, "Nah, not tahday. He's probably eatin' some dead rat in an alley or something," he said.
We all laughed. The waitress came around and took our orders. I ordered a turkey club and a soda, I was so hungry.
I heard the door open and the sound of Spot's voice invaded my ears. I did not only hear Spot's voice, but also that of a girl. I turned around so quickly I could have snapped my neck.
She was short, shorter than me and blonde. Her hair was curled and her face was caked in disgusting makeup. She wore a hoity-toity blue dress and was draped in Spot's arm.
He told her some joke and she laughed obnoxiously. Spot saw me looking and gave me a malicious wink.
I wiped back around and scowled. I looked at the boys who all gave me odd looks.
I frowned, "I'm leavin' tell da waitress ta put me food in a doggy bag, here's me coins," I said slamming them down on the table in front of Sinker.
I walked out the door and heard Spot's voice followed by obnoxious laughter.
I walked from the diner to the docks. I seriously need to cool off.
Once I reached the end of the Brooklyn Newsies Docks, I went behind the crates. I didn't want to get my clothes soaked so I did the only thing I could. I took them all off.
I felt free, but chose not to stay on land for too long in fear of someone seeing me. I jumped in the water and felt exhilarated.
I was skinny-dipping, in the East River!
End of Chapter!
Yeesh, that was the longest chapter yet! Feels good to be writing this at 11:30 at night when everyone else in my house is asleep. Yawn. REVIEW!