Once he was out of sight they went back inside to discuss what to do. The newsies crowded around them, asking questions until Jack stood on a chair and told them to all spread out and sit down around the room for a meeting.
"So, what are we going to do? Y'all heard his proposal, it's a nice way to get rid of him, but what if we lose?" they all grimaced at the thought, "Also, if we win, we don't get anything, but if he wins, he does. We can't rush into this, we got to use our heads and think." Jack turned to Spot, "What do you think, Spot? After all, you're the one on the line."
"Yeah, let Spot decide," yelled one of the newsies.
"Hey, I ain't gonna decide for all of you, if I lose then, well, I won't be around to feel the effects. We gotta decide as a group."
They argued back and forth until the meeting broke up and they started to argue in little groups. Spot looked around for Blaze, but didn't see her, so he crawled up on the roof and saw her sitting with her back to him.
"What are you doing up here?" he sat down next to her and Blaze turned to look at him, tears in her eyes.
"I don't want you to fight, I don't want you to die," he put his arm around her and she buried her face in his shirt and cried.
"It's okay, I can soak him, don't worry, besides, nothing's been decided."
"But I know they're going to decide that you fight him, and you have to kill him Spot, not just soak him, kill him! And what if the bulls find out? That's life in prison, or worse!"
"No one will tell, and we'll have someone keep watch." "And what if you lose? You're my bestfriend, you and Trick. I've lost too many people already, I don't want to lose you too!"
"I ain't going to die. I can kill him."
He looked into her eyes, and realized that she really cared about him. And to his surprise, that he really cared about her, and more than just as a friend. Was he falling for her? She wasn't very pretty, but something about her was intriguing those eyes Snap out of it Spot he told himself! This is no time to be all lovey-dovey; you have to kill a man tomorrow!
"You had better go back in," Blaze interrupted his thinking, "tell them you're going to fight and go to be. You'll need all your energy tomorrow and it's getting late."
Blaze knew that he had better be prepared if he was going to win, and staying up late wouldn't help. Spot knew she was right, so he quickly gave her a kiss on the cheek and left, doing exactly has she had instructed. The boys put Spot in an unused room, by himself so they wouldn't wake him, then they too went to bed.
"Jack" Blaze asked.
"Yeah."
"Can I go with you guys tomorrow?"
"Okay."
"Who else is going?"
"Race, Blink, Trick, and Mush, and five boys Spot had his messenger tell to be here in the morning."
"Oh, good night."
"Night."
