Chapter eleven
Every morning in that week Storm found a red rose on the pillow. Then was the day the doc came and told her she could leave the bed. Finally!
The next morning Spot waited outside his room.
"You're ready for selling?" He asked looking her up and down. She wore a gray pants which was a little bit to large for her, so she hold it up with black suspenders. A white shirt which had three buttons on the top which she had opened. At least she wore a black long-sleeve buttoned shirt. For the first time he noticed that she was wearing a necklace. A black leather ribbon with a small silver cross as pendant.
"Oh, believe me you don't know how I waited for this day!" Spot nodded. It was the first time they talked since the kiss.
"You're gonna sell with me. I wanna know how good you are. Have you ever practiced with a slingshot?"
"No."
"Good. Then We'll selling the morning and I'll show you how to use a slingshot in the afternoon." They went to the distribution center to get their papes.
Spot had to admit that she was one of the best sellers he had ever seen. When it was time for lunch each of them had sold a hundred.
"Let's get something to eat. You look like you need a lot to fit in this pants!" Spot winked at her. Storm made a face but followed him.
After they had finished they went to the docks. Storm stood there several minutes just looking around.
"Hey, You wanna grew there in the ground?" Storm turned around to glare at Spot. She went to him and stood just inches away.
"Listen Mr. Brooklyn! Just because I didn't fall for you like all this little, innocence girls over here in New York, doesn't give you the rights to treat me like I'm dirt or something like that!!! Okay? So come down of your damn high horse and get over your ego!" She screamed in his face. Spot swallowed the urge to kiss her right there and just looked at her.
"Your done?" She opened her mouth to say something more but he turned around and looked at some bottles.
"Here, try to hit them!" He gave her his slingshot and stepped behind. Storm as furious as she was hit every bottle with the first shot. Spot looked confused.
"Didn't you tell me you haven't ever done this?"
"So what?!"
"Well, so you're one of the best I've ever seen!" He admitted with concern in his eyes. Storm looked at him not sure what to response.
"Let's go back to the lodging house. It's still cold out here and I don't want you to get ill." They headed back to the lodging house and when they went upstairs Storm suddenly stopped.
"Where am I gonna sleep?" Spot turned around and looked at her. So he would now have his bed again. He wasn't sure if he should be glad or not, because that also meant that she had to stay in another room.
"With Daisy and your two friends." She nodded and walked over to her new room. Spot sighed. He went to his room and opened a wardrobe. He reached for something in it and walked over to Daisy's room. He knocked and went inside. Storm was laying on the bed looking at the ceiling.
"Here. I thought there was missing something about your clothing!" He handed her a dark-gray cap.
"Thank you." Storm looked confused from the cap to Spot and back to the cap.
Spot was about to went out of the room.
"Spot." He turned back to face her.
"Do you really want me or do you just want to prove yourself and everyone that you always get what you want?" Spot came up to her his face just inches away from hers.
"Just tell me, do you really want me to prove my feelings for you or is it just a game for you? Have I even the slightest chance to own a spot in your heart? Just one little chance for one little spot?!" He went of leaving her alone.
"No." She said to herself.
Every morning in that week Storm found a red rose on the pillow. Then was the day the doc came and told her she could leave the bed. Finally!
The next morning Spot waited outside his room.
"You're ready for selling?" He asked looking her up and down. She wore a gray pants which was a little bit to large for her, so she hold it up with black suspenders. A white shirt which had three buttons on the top which she had opened. At least she wore a black long-sleeve buttoned shirt. For the first time he noticed that she was wearing a necklace. A black leather ribbon with a small silver cross as pendant.
"Oh, believe me you don't know how I waited for this day!" Spot nodded. It was the first time they talked since the kiss.
"You're gonna sell with me. I wanna know how good you are. Have you ever practiced with a slingshot?"
"No."
"Good. Then We'll selling the morning and I'll show you how to use a slingshot in the afternoon." They went to the distribution center to get their papes.
Spot had to admit that she was one of the best sellers he had ever seen. When it was time for lunch each of them had sold a hundred.
"Let's get something to eat. You look like you need a lot to fit in this pants!" Spot winked at her. Storm made a face but followed him.
After they had finished they went to the docks. Storm stood there several minutes just looking around.
"Hey, You wanna grew there in the ground?" Storm turned around to glare at Spot. She went to him and stood just inches away.
"Listen Mr. Brooklyn! Just because I didn't fall for you like all this little, innocence girls over here in New York, doesn't give you the rights to treat me like I'm dirt or something like that!!! Okay? So come down of your damn high horse and get over your ego!" She screamed in his face. Spot swallowed the urge to kiss her right there and just looked at her.
"Your done?" She opened her mouth to say something more but he turned around and looked at some bottles.
"Here, try to hit them!" He gave her his slingshot and stepped behind. Storm as furious as she was hit every bottle with the first shot. Spot looked confused.
"Didn't you tell me you haven't ever done this?"
"So what?!"
"Well, so you're one of the best I've ever seen!" He admitted with concern in his eyes. Storm looked at him not sure what to response.
"Let's go back to the lodging house. It's still cold out here and I don't want you to get ill." They headed back to the lodging house and when they went upstairs Storm suddenly stopped.
"Where am I gonna sleep?" Spot turned around and looked at her. So he would now have his bed again. He wasn't sure if he should be glad or not, because that also meant that she had to stay in another room.
"With Daisy and your two friends." She nodded and walked over to her new room. Spot sighed. He went to his room and opened a wardrobe. He reached for something in it and walked over to Daisy's room. He knocked and went inside. Storm was laying on the bed looking at the ceiling.
"Here. I thought there was missing something about your clothing!" He handed her a dark-gray cap.
"Thank you." Storm looked confused from the cap to Spot and back to the cap.
Spot was about to went out of the room.
"Spot." He turned back to face her.
"Do you really want me or do you just want to prove yourself and everyone that you always get what you want?" Spot came up to her his face just inches away from hers.
"Just tell me, do you really want me to prove my feelings for you or is it just a game for you? Have I even the slightest chance to own a spot in your heart? Just one little chance for one little spot?!" He went of leaving her alone.
"No." She said to herself.