"Well Spot you need to answer one question first. Do you care about her?" "Whadda ya mean?" "Like do you want her to be yer goil?" Spot then started to smile and got a far off look in his eyes. "well if that's what you mean, then yea I care about her. I want her to be me goil." "Well then sit down cause we got a big problem ta fix." Spot an Jack would meet twice a week to try and come up with a plan.

While all of this was going on I was trying to figure out why Spot didn't believe me and why he kicked me out. "I just don't get it Race." I said finally getting this all out. "He asked me to tell him, and when I finally had the courage to he didn't believe me. "Well ya see Karla's Spot's kinda funny. He couldn't believe one of his boys would do this. You see Spot makes sure all of his boys respect females. "So Spot kicked me out because he thought that I was the wrong one….or that I was challenging what he taught?" "Yea pretty much I guess." "God Race, I wish I hadn't said anything now. At least I would be able to see him." "Ya like him don't ya Karla?….Youse wanna be his goil." Race said smiling. I was blushing and all I could do was nod my head yes. "But he obviously doesn't like me." I said now close to tears. "Aww cheer up. If Spot doesn't realize what he's missin then he aint worth yer tears." "Thanks Race." "Not a problem. Any time." Said Race as he gave me a hug.

Race and I hadn't realized it, but Spot was sitting on the fire escape outside the window. "I can't believe I did that. Gawd I'm such a joik. I need to get her back and talk to Jack."

Spot then went back to Brooklyn. The next day Jack met Spot on the bridge. "Alright Jack I have a plan. I need you to bring Karla to the bridge tomorrow night. Tell her to wear something nice. Lead her underneath the bridge and tell her to wait. I'll take over from there." "Ok I'll do it…….I dunno what you have planned but I'll do it."

The next day Spot was a nervous wreck. He hoped Karla would accept his apology. Spot had some of his boys bring a table down to the water and guard it during the day. After he had finished selling his morning papers Spot went and took a long bath to get completely clean. Then he put on his one and only nice outfit (think of Jack when the guys first saw him after the deal he made w/ Pulitzer(scab clothes). About 30 minutes before Jack was supposed to be there with Karla Spot had sent his boys away, and started fixing the table. He had the cook at his favorite restaurant, Bene, make a wonderful Italian dinner for them. Spot had also taken some of the money from his earnings that day and bought her a bouquet of red roses.

He heard Jack coming down the road with Karla, and hid behind on of the columns of the bridge. Jack then told Karla to wait there. She sat down reluctantly. After Jack had left she looked over the table. I was beautiful, and it was overlooking the river. Spot took this time to make sure he looked alright, and then he stepped out from behind the column. "Heya Karla." "Spot!" I said surprised. "Do you like it?…Oh these are for you." SPot said while handing me a bouquet of a dozen roses. "Spot do you do all of this?" I asked astonished. "Yea." He said sheepishly. "This whole thing must have cost you a month of earnings. Why did you do it?" "I did it because I wanted to apologize fer they way I treated ya. I know I told you to leave when you finally told me who hoit you but I just didn't wanna believe it. A few days after you were gone I saw Shinah beating up some of the other smaller newsies for no reason. So I took the bum inta the next alley and soaked him.. when he came back the next morning I kicked him out. I realized what a joik I've been and I was wondering if there was anyway that you could forgive me?" HE had so much hope in his eyes that I almost wanted to cry, but I had to know something first. "Why Spot?…Why did you kick me out and why are you apologizing to me now?" "I kicked ya out because I wasn't thinking. I didn't mean ta do that at all. And I'm apologizing now because I feel really bad and because…well because I like ya. I like ya a lot." Spot was now looking at his shoes and blushing. "Spot." I said softly. He looked up at me. "Do you really mean that? Do you really like me?" "Yea I do karla. I would never joke about something like that. "Well Spot I really like you too. I have ever since you first found me." Spot then got the biggest smile on his face. "So does this mean that you'll be me goil?" "Well Spot lemme think about it……YES!" I said smiling.

He then smiled and kissed me. It had actually been my first kiss and it was wonderful. Soft and sweet at first, but then it started getting more passionate. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and I gladly accepted it. When we finally pulled away I was left breathless. "So does this mean you'll be movin back to Brooklyn?" "Hell yea." I said to a shocked looking Spot. I had forgotten that back then women didn't curse. I hoped he didn't mind. He didn't cause the next thing I heard say was "Now that's my kinda goil!" We laughed and he carried me back to the lodging house.

The next morning I woke up in Spot's arms. I smiled when I realized how safe I felt. I decided to get dressed so I quietly crawled out of th bunk, careful not to wake Spot. I grabbed one of Spot's shirts and headed to the bathroom. After I got cleaned up I realized that the shirt was sort of small. I just hoped that Spot hadn't woken up yet.. I could just walk out grab a pair of trousers and then walk back in. I opened the door and saw that Spot was still asleep…Thank God! I quietly creeped over to the dresser and leaned over to get a pair of pants. As soon as leaned over I heard a whistle. I turned around and saw Spot staring at me with a cheesy grin on his face. "I could definitely get use to seeing that the first thing in the morning." "Spot get your hormones in check." I said embarrassed. "Alright Alright I'm sorry." Then SPot walked into the bathroom to get cleaned up. He got dressed and we left for Manhattan to pick up my things that I had left there.