1 Chapter Nine
"Oh, Spot, I'm so glad dis is all ovah." Singah breathed a sigh of relief, and buried her head in Spot's shoulder. He grinned and patted her back. He, too, was glad the fight was over and done with, and soon, he decided, they would go see Jack in his own Lodging House. And this time, they would already be dressed.
***
A week later, Blink was evilly happy. His meeting with Bacon had gone well. The Harlem newsies were going to help him. They were going to take down Spot and get Singah to come back to Blink. All they had left to do was to start the ball rolling, and that took but a single word. "Now."
Blink, despite his wishes, was still living in the Manhattan Lodging House- not to raise suspicions, for one reason, and so he could spy on the newsies. He hated living there, among idiots who spoke of nothing important- or Singah. They were his source of information on the doings of the happy couple, and he couldn't stand it. Jack had forgiven him for their fight, which was to his advantage. Jack was still moping about, but he was in a much better mood, having even joined the newsies for a game or two of poker.
The newsies suddenly perked up as Race and Fidget entered the room. They had gone to visit Singah in Brooklyn, and had just returned. They were smiling, and Fidget had a somewhat dreamy look in her bright green eyes.
"Hey, fellas! Guess what?" Race asked excitedly. "Singah and Spot is comin' ta visit tomorrah!" Almost everyone in the room started cheering- the only ones who weren't were Jack and Blink. Blink was getting nervous- it was time, he decided, to put the plan in motion- but he had to get out without anyone noticing, and then make his way to Harlem to inform Bacon. The one word that could and would change their lives was about to be said. "Now."
***
Singah was excited- she was going to see her friends! The thought also unnerved her, because she didn't know how Blink was handling it. She had seen him get upset about girls before, but never had he been cruel to the girls after they broke up with him. –Maybe cause it was wid Spot- she realized. –I never realized how much dis would hurt him, but I can't help dat now. I'se wid Spot, and he can't do nuttin about dat.-
"Singah?" Spot asked, interrupting her thoughts. "It's time to go… you ready?"
"Yeah, I'se ready. Let's go." They left their room. They stopped by the bunkroom to pick up Trolley. He was going with them- Singah suspected he had a crush on Fidget, and there might be a return of affection. Fidget had been flirting the whole time the Manhattan newsies had stayed in Brooklyn, and Fidget had never been a flirter. -Maybe… This'll be good for Fidg, even if it doesn' work out- she needs to get over Jack.- They made their way to the Brooklyn Bridge, completely unaware that they were being closely followed by some of Bacon's thugs.
Once they had crossed the bridge, into Manhattan, the Harlem grunts moved into position. The biggest two of them stood behind Spot- he was the most dangerous, as he was the best fighter among the newsies. The next biggest went after Trolley, and the last two went after Singah. The one behind Spot stepped on his foot, causing him to turn around.
"Watch were you'se goin!" Looking up, he saw who had trespassed. –Shit- he though. –It's Harlem!-
"Sorry, Mistah Conlon! I'se gonna be more careful from now on." The goon wasn't a very good liar. Spot turned from him, and kept walking, but he put his hand on his cane and wrapped the other arm around Singah, keeping her close. Once again, the big grunt stepped on Spot's foot.
"Look, guy, if you'se do dat again…" Spot was cut off by a heavy fist slamming into his stomach. Doubling over, he inadvertently let go of Singah. She was immediately grabbed by the two thugs behind her. Trolley, realizing what was happening, tried to get Singah away from the heavies, but was stopped by his very own set of goons. Spot was grabbed, and the trio was dragged into a nearby warehouse. Thrown to the ground, they looked up, and who should be there awaiting them? Blink. Singah gasped.
"Blink!"
Author's note: Dundundun (tense soundtrack in the background- oh no!)! know the last couple of chapters have been really short, but they'll get longer again… I promise the next few should be longer!
"Oh, Spot, I'm so glad dis is all ovah." Singah breathed a sigh of relief, and buried her head in Spot's shoulder. He grinned and patted her back. He, too, was glad the fight was over and done with, and soon, he decided, they would go see Jack in his own Lodging House. And this time, they would already be dressed.
***
A week later, Blink was evilly happy. His meeting with Bacon had gone well. The Harlem newsies were going to help him. They were going to take down Spot and get Singah to come back to Blink. All they had left to do was to start the ball rolling, and that took but a single word. "Now."
Blink, despite his wishes, was still living in the Manhattan Lodging House- not to raise suspicions, for one reason, and so he could spy on the newsies. He hated living there, among idiots who spoke of nothing important- or Singah. They were his source of information on the doings of the happy couple, and he couldn't stand it. Jack had forgiven him for their fight, which was to his advantage. Jack was still moping about, but he was in a much better mood, having even joined the newsies for a game or two of poker.
The newsies suddenly perked up as Race and Fidget entered the room. They had gone to visit Singah in Brooklyn, and had just returned. They were smiling, and Fidget had a somewhat dreamy look in her bright green eyes.
"Hey, fellas! Guess what?" Race asked excitedly. "Singah and Spot is comin' ta visit tomorrah!" Almost everyone in the room started cheering- the only ones who weren't were Jack and Blink. Blink was getting nervous- it was time, he decided, to put the plan in motion- but he had to get out without anyone noticing, and then make his way to Harlem to inform Bacon. The one word that could and would change their lives was about to be said. "Now."
***
Singah was excited- she was going to see her friends! The thought also unnerved her, because she didn't know how Blink was handling it. She had seen him get upset about girls before, but never had he been cruel to the girls after they broke up with him. –Maybe cause it was wid Spot- she realized. –I never realized how much dis would hurt him, but I can't help dat now. I'se wid Spot, and he can't do nuttin about dat.-
"Singah?" Spot asked, interrupting her thoughts. "It's time to go… you ready?"
"Yeah, I'se ready. Let's go." They left their room. They stopped by the bunkroom to pick up Trolley. He was going with them- Singah suspected he had a crush on Fidget, and there might be a return of affection. Fidget had been flirting the whole time the Manhattan newsies had stayed in Brooklyn, and Fidget had never been a flirter. -Maybe… This'll be good for Fidg, even if it doesn' work out- she needs to get over Jack.- They made their way to the Brooklyn Bridge, completely unaware that they were being closely followed by some of Bacon's thugs.
Once they had crossed the bridge, into Manhattan, the Harlem grunts moved into position. The biggest two of them stood behind Spot- he was the most dangerous, as he was the best fighter among the newsies. The next biggest went after Trolley, and the last two went after Singah. The one behind Spot stepped on his foot, causing him to turn around.
"Watch were you'se goin!" Looking up, he saw who had trespassed. –Shit- he though. –It's Harlem!-
"Sorry, Mistah Conlon! I'se gonna be more careful from now on." The goon wasn't a very good liar. Spot turned from him, and kept walking, but he put his hand on his cane and wrapped the other arm around Singah, keeping her close. Once again, the big grunt stepped on Spot's foot.
"Look, guy, if you'se do dat again…" Spot was cut off by a heavy fist slamming into his stomach. Doubling over, he inadvertently let go of Singah. She was immediately grabbed by the two thugs behind her. Trolley, realizing what was happening, tried to get Singah away from the heavies, but was stopped by his very own set of goons. Spot was grabbed, and the trio was dragged into a nearby warehouse. Thrown to the ground, they looked up, and who should be there awaiting them? Blink. Singah gasped.
"Blink!"
Author's note: Dundundun (tense soundtrack in the background- oh no!)! know the last couple of chapters have been really short, but they'll get longer again… I promise the next few should be longer!