The following week went about the same way. Everyday Spot would wake
Storm up a different way, they would get their papes, have lunch at the
Italian restaurant, practice fighting and using a slingshot, and then head
back. Some nights Storm would join in the poker games and other nights
she'd go straight to bed.
One rainy afternoon Spot and Storm were alone in the warehouse practicing her fighting skills when they heard the thunder and saw the lightening flash. The rain was pouring down so hard it made it impossible to see.
"I guess we're stayin' 'ere tanight," said Spot as he looked out the window.
"Let's practice some more fighting. It will pass da time," suggested Storm.
"No, dat's enough fer taday," he said as he turned around to face Storm who was only a few inches away. "Let's talk about 'ow ya became a newsie."
Storm laughed as she began the story, Telling everything from Digger's 'disappearance' to the visit to Brooklyn to the first night in the lodging house. Spot and Storm were both laughing by the end of the story.
"So..Spot. 'Ow did ya become a newsie? And where did ya get da nickname 'Spot'?" She smirked.
Spot was stunned by the questions at first, wondering why Storm was suddenly so interested in his past. Then he smirked, "Well, Jacky boy and I grew up tageddea in Brooklyn. We'se da best o' friends. 'E named me Spot when we was 9." He laughed as that memory came flooding back. "We was walkin' 'round one day and found a horse. We started checkin' out da horse ta see if it might be a racehorse. I was walkin' 'round da back o' it when it kicked me in da stomach. I flew 'cross da street. Jack, naturally, came runnin' ta see if I was okay when 'e saw me shoit. 'E started laughin' so 'ard. I coulda killed 'im. I says 'Whatcha laughin' at Kelly?' And 'e says 'Yer shoit. It 'as a huge, doity...SPOT...on it.' Den 'e jist called me dat ta remind me why I don't go near horses no more."
"Dat's kinda strange but funny," said Storm. She looked Spot in the eye. "Now what about yer becomin' a newsie, Conlon?"
Spot smirked. "'Bout 6 years ago, Kelly left Brooklyn fer Manhattan ta get away from 'is family. One year later, I was caught stealin' me dinnea and I 'ad da Bulls chasin' me all ovea Brooklyn so I ran ovea ta Manhattan and Jacky boy. Jack 'ad Blink teach me da tricks since 'e was too busy bein' da leadea. I went home ta Brooklyn and joined deir newsies. It didn't take long ta eoin respect from dem since I can soak any o' dem easily. Dey made me da leadea 'bout 2 months 'fore da strike."
"Interestin'," was all Storm could say.
"What about chu?"
"What about me?"
"What did ya do 'fore meetin' Manhattan's Newsies? 'Ow did ya get da name'Storm'?"
"Well, me eoiliest mem'ry is da orphanage. I was left jist inside da door. No one even saw me parents. Da nuns raised me good 'nuff but I wanted more so I ran away when I was 9. I left Pennsylvania fer good. I hopped from train ta train til I got ta New Yawk. I was about 13 by den. I traveled around New Yawk fer a while when I met Diggea in a restaurant she woiked at. I accidently got 'er fired." She cuckled. "We fought fer a while til one day a guy named Tony Shelden attacked her. 'E almost raped 'er but I pulled 'im offa 'er and made it so dat 'e wouldn't do dat fer a while." She smirked as Spot winced. "We bacame da best of friends and she joined me in me travels in New Yawk when we literally ran inta Jack and dem. Ya know da rest."
"'Kay. Now why do dey call ya 'Storm'?"
"Well, me real name's Erin O'Brien and I went by dat fer a long time. Diggea gave it ta me when we became friends. She said I needed a nickname and decided on Storm. She says it's cause me tempea is like a storm. Ya nevea know when it's gonna strike and when it'll pass. She also said something 'bout me eyes but I didn't 'ear it."
"Interestin'."
"Spot, why do ya weah dat key 'round yer neck?"
"Well, when I was liddle me muddea gave it ta me and said not ta lose it cause it was me key ta heaven and I couldn't get inta heaven widout it. She left not long aftea dat. I nevea lost da key cause I believed 'er fer a while den I jist kept it cause it was da last t'ing she gave ta me 'fore she left."
"Why did she leave?"
"Cause me Pa was really messed up in da 'ead. One day 'e came 'ome and jist killed 'imself." Spot paused to gauge Storm's reaction. Then continued, "'E slammed a 'ammer t'rough 'is skull. 'E died instantly. Ma was disturbed by dis naturally. She 'ad ta get away. I looked too much like me pa and she couldn't 'andle it. She left me wid Jacky boy. But like I said 'e ran away from 'is family not long aftea dat so soon I was left on me own. I survived though."
Storm's mouth made an 'o' as she tried to comprehend what Spot had just told her.
"'Nuff talkin' 'bout me family. Let's talk about why ya really came ta Brooklyn wid me."
Storm gaped at Spot for a few seconds, shocked he had remembered that. Then her mind started churning with ideas and lies she could tell him. But she wanted to be truthful so she said the thing closest to it.
"I needed ta loirn ta fight and I needed ta get away from Mush fer a while. 'E 'as a crush on me. Dat's all."
"Uh-huh," mumbled Spot only half-believing her.
"Look da rain 'as stopped," said Storm as she got up and ran to the window. Spot followed close behind her. Outside the clouds had blown over and the sun started to dry the wet streets. "Let's get back ta da Lodgin' 'ouse."
"Okay. C'mon," said Spot as he walked outside.
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Hey.....I finally put up a new chapie....and guess what...as of yesterday July 2nd I now have my permit....WOOHOO!!!....Thanks to:::::
Cerridewn- Thanks for the three lovely reviews.....Yeah Spot was being bloody sexist..but oh well..... Oh and thanks for scaring me on aol by talking to me....lol.....Well hope you enjoy this chappie.
Blackstardust- Thanks for reviewing and yes the parts in the ~ ~ are thoughts. I can't get my italics to show up when I download the chappies so I use ~ ~.....sorry for not saying so before...Hope you enjoy this chappie.
Angelfish- Thanks for your interesting review...lol.....well I can't tell you anything yet...well I could but that would ruin the story for you....lol...Keep reading and I hope you enjoy this chappie..
katfightonskis- Thanks for reviewing and I'm glad you liked the last three chappies.....That kind of comment makes me happy....lol....Hope you like this chappie....
One rainy afternoon Spot and Storm were alone in the warehouse practicing her fighting skills when they heard the thunder and saw the lightening flash. The rain was pouring down so hard it made it impossible to see.
"I guess we're stayin' 'ere tanight," said Spot as he looked out the window.
"Let's practice some more fighting. It will pass da time," suggested Storm.
"No, dat's enough fer taday," he said as he turned around to face Storm who was only a few inches away. "Let's talk about 'ow ya became a newsie."
Storm laughed as she began the story, Telling everything from Digger's 'disappearance' to the visit to Brooklyn to the first night in the lodging house. Spot and Storm were both laughing by the end of the story.
"So..Spot. 'Ow did ya become a newsie? And where did ya get da nickname 'Spot'?" She smirked.
Spot was stunned by the questions at first, wondering why Storm was suddenly so interested in his past. Then he smirked, "Well, Jacky boy and I grew up tageddea in Brooklyn. We'se da best o' friends. 'E named me Spot when we was 9." He laughed as that memory came flooding back. "We was walkin' 'round one day and found a horse. We started checkin' out da horse ta see if it might be a racehorse. I was walkin' 'round da back o' it when it kicked me in da stomach. I flew 'cross da street. Jack, naturally, came runnin' ta see if I was okay when 'e saw me shoit. 'E started laughin' so 'ard. I coulda killed 'im. I says 'Whatcha laughin' at Kelly?' And 'e says 'Yer shoit. It 'as a huge, doity...SPOT...on it.' Den 'e jist called me dat ta remind me why I don't go near horses no more."
"Dat's kinda strange but funny," said Storm. She looked Spot in the eye. "Now what about yer becomin' a newsie, Conlon?"
Spot smirked. "'Bout 6 years ago, Kelly left Brooklyn fer Manhattan ta get away from 'is family. One year later, I was caught stealin' me dinnea and I 'ad da Bulls chasin' me all ovea Brooklyn so I ran ovea ta Manhattan and Jacky boy. Jack 'ad Blink teach me da tricks since 'e was too busy bein' da leadea. I went home ta Brooklyn and joined deir newsies. It didn't take long ta eoin respect from dem since I can soak any o' dem easily. Dey made me da leadea 'bout 2 months 'fore da strike."
"Interestin'," was all Storm could say.
"What about chu?"
"What about me?"
"What did ya do 'fore meetin' Manhattan's Newsies? 'Ow did ya get da name'Storm'?"
"Well, me eoiliest mem'ry is da orphanage. I was left jist inside da door. No one even saw me parents. Da nuns raised me good 'nuff but I wanted more so I ran away when I was 9. I left Pennsylvania fer good. I hopped from train ta train til I got ta New Yawk. I was about 13 by den. I traveled around New Yawk fer a while when I met Diggea in a restaurant she woiked at. I accidently got 'er fired." She cuckled. "We fought fer a while til one day a guy named Tony Shelden attacked her. 'E almost raped 'er but I pulled 'im offa 'er and made it so dat 'e wouldn't do dat fer a while." She smirked as Spot winced. "We bacame da best of friends and she joined me in me travels in New Yawk when we literally ran inta Jack and dem. Ya know da rest."
"'Kay. Now why do dey call ya 'Storm'?"
"Well, me real name's Erin O'Brien and I went by dat fer a long time. Diggea gave it ta me when we became friends. She said I needed a nickname and decided on Storm. She says it's cause me tempea is like a storm. Ya nevea know when it's gonna strike and when it'll pass. She also said something 'bout me eyes but I didn't 'ear it."
"Interestin'."
"Spot, why do ya weah dat key 'round yer neck?"
"Well, when I was liddle me muddea gave it ta me and said not ta lose it cause it was me key ta heaven and I couldn't get inta heaven widout it. She left not long aftea dat. I nevea lost da key cause I believed 'er fer a while den I jist kept it cause it was da last t'ing she gave ta me 'fore she left."
"Why did she leave?"
"Cause me Pa was really messed up in da 'ead. One day 'e came 'ome and jist killed 'imself." Spot paused to gauge Storm's reaction. Then continued, "'E slammed a 'ammer t'rough 'is skull. 'E died instantly. Ma was disturbed by dis naturally. She 'ad ta get away. I looked too much like me pa and she couldn't 'andle it. She left me wid Jacky boy. But like I said 'e ran away from 'is family not long aftea dat so soon I was left on me own. I survived though."
Storm's mouth made an 'o' as she tried to comprehend what Spot had just told her.
"'Nuff talkin' 'bout me family. Let's talk about why ya really came ta Brooklyn wid me."
Storm gaped at Spot for a few seconds, shocked he had remembered that. Then her mind started churning with ideas and lies she could tell him. But she wanted to be truthful so she said the thing closest to it.
"I needed ta loirn ta fight and I needed ta get away from Mush fer a while. 'E 'as a crush on me. Dat's all."
"Uh-huh," mumbled Spot only half-believing her.
"Look da rain 'as stopped," said Storm as she got up and ran to the window. Spot followed close behind her. Outside the clouds had blown over and the sun started to dry the wet streets. "Let's get back ta da Lodgin' 'ouse."
"Okay. C'mon," said Spot as he walked outside.
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Hey.....I finally put up a new chapie....and guess what...as of yesterday July 2nd I now have my permit....WOOHOO!!!....Thanks to:::::
Cerridewn- Thanks for the three lovely reviews.....Yeah Spot was being bloody sexist..but oh well..... Oh and thanks for scaring me on aol by talking to me....lol.....Well hope you enjoy this chappie.
Blackstardust- Thanks for reviewing and yes the parts in the ~ ~ are thoughts. I can't get my italics to show up when I download the chappies so I use ~ ~.....sorry for not saying so before...Hope you enjoy this chappie.
Angelfish- Thanks for your interesting review...lol.....well I can't tell you anything yet...well I could but that would ruin the story for you....lol...Keep reading and I hope you enjoy this chappie..
katfightonskis- Thanks for reviewing and I'm glad you liked the last three chappies.....That kind of comment makes me happy....lol....Hope you like this chappie....
