Chapter 3: the Lodging House
When we got to the Lodging House, I was amazed at his impact on everyone. As soon as he walked into the room everyone did something to know that they knew he was there. But what I heard, was crazy. People called him "sir" "your highness" and "Mister". It was kinda funny. Suddenly, I remembered, I didn't even know his name.
"So, uh...your highness, whats your real name" I asked, dragging my voice on 'your highness'
" O yea, I'se Spot Conlon, the Leada of da-" he had only got that far before I cut him off.
"Yea, yea, the leader of the Brooklyn Newsies, thats gettin old Spotty" I said as I turned to walk to the center of the room. He followed.
"Ey, nobody calls me dat!" he said, trying to be threatening. It didn't scare me, but everyone else in the room went quiet. I knew I couldn't fall for this guy so I had to show him that he wasn't the boss of me. So I leaned in real close to him and whispered "So, what can I call ya?" He kind of sighed and then wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close. 'I'm in heaven' I thought, but had to snap myself out of it quick.
"Doll Face, you can call me anything you want..." I was snickering to myself, I knew I had him.
"Good, I think I prefer self-centered jackass" I said as I pulled myself away. Every newsie in the room gasped and then glared at me, as if when I said that one thing, I offended them all. He was about to say something, but I cut him off, in fear he might tell me I had to leave.
" By the way, the names not 'Doll Face' ok? Its Storm." with that, I walked up to the desk, put down 5 cents and slowly went upstairs to the bunkrooms.
Later that night I had heard a noise and woken up. I thought it was on the roof. As I turned on my side I saw those same heart-melting blue eyes starring right at me, face to face.
" You're everywhere aren't ya?"
"What was dat for?" he asked angrily.
"What was what for?" I said, immediately sitting up. "Oh, calling you a self-centered jackass?" he let out a deep growl before nodding his head yes. "Oh, that was just to let you know that I don't take shit form anyone, not even the Brooklyn leader." He glared daggers at me as I spoke.
"Listen", he said in such a calm voice I shuddered "you cant walk in here and t'ink you'se can take ovah."
"Hey, I never said I was gonna take over..."
"One more slip-up and your gone, got it doll face?"
"Hey" I nearly screamed " I told you not to call me that!"
"Yea yea whatevah, doll face" I had almost shot out of my bed and attacked but something told me someone was watching me.