*Dice is sitting on the dock that is show in the movie (in Brooklyn), this
is the same day as the first chapter -just to clear up some confusion-
don't forget to review please!*
(Dice's P.O.V.) Later that night Brooklyn lodging house.
"Hey, whats goin on, girl?" Spot asked, sitting next to me on the dock. I shrugged and continued kicking my feet in the water. "Naw tell me. The all fearless Brooklyn leader can always help!" he said, smiling. I laughed and nudged him with my shoulder.
"How did you know you were in love with Sketch?" I asked, turning my head up to look at the stars.
I glanced at spot.
He stared back at me.
"Oh come on, don't deny it.and now you get to help me. So just answer the question." I said, pulling my legs onto the edge of the pier.
Spot shook his head and ran his hand through his hair, pushing it off of his forehead.
"Well.you know Carmen and I have always been friends.ever since the day she became a BR (Brooklyn) newsie.and I think it was love at first sight."
I couldn't help but laugh.
Spot glared at me.
"Okay look im sorry it's just.*giggle*.it's kinda.odd to be hearing the almighty feared newsie getting sappy." I said, covering my mouth as my body shook with laughter.
"Yea I guess it is.and if you tell anyone about this."
"Yea yea yea I know.I've heard this speech a thousand and one times from u spot." I said, interrupting him
He nodded with satisfaction.
"Anyway! As I was saying.obviously a lot of the guy newsies here felt an attraction to her looks.Carmen is. strikingly beautiful.and she was the first female newsie here so that already got her attention from all other newsies. But, I think the first thing I really noticed about her.was her drawings, then her smile, then her heart. I fell in love with all of them and that pretty much puts us here."
I looked at spot who was now smiling up into the night sky.
"So why don't you tell her?" I asked, catching his eye again.
"I don't want to ruin our relationship." He said, sighing.
I nodded.
"Hey you two! Whats goin on?!" Sketch said, running down the dock towards us. I hopped up and gave her a quick hug.
"Nothing.just seeking guidance.I'll leave you two alone now." I said, winking to my best friend.
She visibly blushed.
"Goodnight y'all.Spot?"
He nodded to me to let me know he was listening.
"It wouldn't ruin it."
He smiled and put his arm around Sketch.
I grinned at the two and walked up the pier to the lodging house.
(Sketch's P.O.V)
I looked at spot.
"What was that about?" I asked, watching Dice close the door to the "newsie hotel."
Spot just smiled at me.
"Ah nothing."
I nodded in confusion.
"Riiight..ill find out sooner or later, you do know that." I said, pressing my body a little closer to his, as a breeze blew off the water.
He smiled again and wrapped both arms around me.
I stared into his blue gray eyes and draped my arms around his neck.
He moved a few blowing hairs out of my face and stroked my cheek with his calloused, newspaper dyed fingers. Surprisingly, they were as gentle as the night air.
I leaned up closer to him and closed my eyes.
"SPIKE! SKETCH! COME QUICK!!!!" Stables, a young newsie yelled from the doorway of the lodging house. Spot glanced at me and ran up the dock, panting as he reached the house. He placed his hand on the boys shoulder. I stood next to them.
"What?! What happened?! Whats wrong?!" I asked urgently.
"da' Manhattan boys is heah' they be saying somefin' about a war!" the small boy said, his dialect twisted with a thick accent that children have.
I looked at spot, more confused then ever and followed him and Stables into the lodging house where the rest of the BR and MT (Manhattan) newsies stood, yelling and shoving each other.
Spot took out his cane and hit it against the staircase banner. "SHUT UP!!!!!" he yelled. Everyone got instantly quiet, their eyes darting around the room with fear. I smirked, then remembered the situation and focused my attention to spot and jack.
"Now, whats going on?" Spot asked, calming down a little. Jack stepped up to spot and began speaking.
"The Bronx newsboys been over in our sellin territory today.we warned them.and they came back tonight and threw a brick through the Tibby's window. We're getting them back.you have to help spot!" jack said, pushing off his cowboy hat.
He's got to be joking. We just got peace with the Bronx; no way will spot risk another war between them and us.
Spot shook his head and sighed apologetically to jack.
"I'm sorry jack, we can't do that.you knows about the agreement I have with Lucky *leader of the Bronx newsies.I can't do it.and neither can my boys." He said, glancing around the room.
"And girls!" Dice piped in quietly.
I nodded to her.
I watched as Dice went up to jack, trying to convince him not starting anything with the Bronx boys would be for the best. Chaos started around the room once more.
Spot walked back over to me and ran his hand through his hair.
"Well.what do you think miss. Second on command?" he whispered.
"I agree with your decision."
He nodded and silenced everyone again.
"Spot! You gotta help!"
I stepped forward this time.
"No cowboy.none of us are.and you'd be smart to stay out of this too."
(Dice's P.O.V)
I put my hand on Jacks shoulder. He pushed it away.
"You with me.or with them?" he asked, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Jack there is no need for this!" spot said, moving behind me protectively. I looked at jack, not believing what he was asking me to do.
"well?!" Jack shouted.
I flinched.
I glanced between jack, spot and sketch and tried to find my voice.
"i.i."
(Dice's P.O.V.) Later that night Brooklyn lodging house.
"Hey, whats goin on, girl?" Spot asked, sitting next to me on the dock. I shrugged and continued kicking my feet in the water. "Naw tell me. The all fearless Brooklyn leader can always help!" he said, smiling. I laughed and nudged him with my shoulder.
"How did you know you were in love with Sketch?" I asked, turning my head up to look at the stars.
I glanced at spot.
He stared back at me.
"Oh come on, don't deny it.and now you get to help me. So just answer the question." I said, pulling my legs onto the edge of the pier.
Spot shook his head and ran his hand through his hair, pushing it off of his forehead.
"Well.you know Carmen and I have always been friends.ever since the day she became a BR (Brooklyn) newsie.and I think it was love at first sight."
I couldn't help but laugh.
Spot glared at me.
"Okay look im sorry it's just.*giggle*.it's kinda.odd to be hearing the almighty feared newsie getting sappy." I said, covering my mouth as my body shook with laughter.
"Yea I guess it is.and if you tell anyone about this."
"Yea yea yea I know.I've heard this speech a thousand and one times from u spot." I said, interrupting him
He nodded with satisfaction.
"Anyway! As I was saying.obviously a lot of the guy newsies here felt an attraction to her looks.Carmen is. strikingly beautiful.and she was the first female newsie here so that already got her attention from all other newsies. But, I think the first thing I really noticed about her.was her drawings, then her smile, then her heart. I fell in love with all of them and that pretty much puts us here."
I looked at spot who was now smiling up into the night sky.
"So why don't you tell her?" I asked, catching his eye again.
"I don't want to ruin our relationship." He said, sighing.
I nodded.
"Hey you two! Whats goin on?!" Sketch said, running down the dock towards us. I hopped up and gave her a quick hug.
"Nothing.just seeking guidance.I'll leave you two alone now." I said, winking to my best friend.
She visibly blushed.
"Goodnight y'all.Spot?"
He nodded to me to let me know he was listening.
"It wouldn't ruin it."
He smiled and put his arm around Sketch.
I grinned at the two and walked up the pier to the lodging house.
(Sketch's P.O.V)
I looked at spot.
"What was that about?" I asked, watching Dice close the door to the "newsie hotel."
Spot just smiled at me.
"Ah nothing."
I nodded in confusion.
"Riiight..ill find out sooner or later, you do know that." I said, pressing my body a little closer to his, as a breeze blew off the water.
He smiled again and wrapped both arms around me.
I stared into his blue gray eyes and draped my arms around his neck.
He moved a few blowing hairs out of my face and stroked my cheek with his calloused, newspaper dyed fingers. Surprisingly, they were as gentle as the night air.
I leaned up closer to him and closed my eyes.
"SPIKE! SKETCH! COME QUICK!!!!" Stables, a young newsie yelled from the doorway of the lodging house. Spot glanced at me and ran up the dock, panting as he reached the house. He placed his hand on the boys shoulder. I stood next to them.
"What?! What happened?! Whats wrong?!" I asked urgently.
"da' Manhattan boys is heah' they be saying somefin' about a war!" the small boy said, his dialect twisted with a thick accent that children have.
I looked at spot, more confused then ever and followed him and Stables into the lodging house where the rest of the BR and MT (Manhattan) newsies stood, yelling and shoving each other.
Spot took out his cane and hit it against the staircase banner. "SHUT UP!!!!!" he yelled. Everyone got instantly quiet, their eyes darting around the room with fear. I smirked, then remembered the situation and focused my attention to spot and jack.
"Now, whats going on?" Spot asked, calming down a little. Jack stepped up to spot and began speaking.
"The Bronx newsboys been over in our sellin territory today.we warned them.and they came back tonight and threw a brick through the Tibby's window. We're getting them back.you have to help spot!" jack said, pushing off his cowboy hat.
He's got to be joking. We just got peace with the Bronx; no way will spot risk another war between them and us.
Spot shook his head and sighed apologetically to jack.
"I'm sorry jack, we can't do that.you knows about the agreement I have with Lucky *leader of the Bronx newsies.I can't do it.and neither can my boys." He said, glancing around the room.
"And girls!" Dice piped in quietly.
I nodded to her.
I watched as Dice went up to jack, trying to convince him not starting anything with the Bronx boys would be for the best. Chaos started around the room once more.
Spot walked back over to me and ran his hand through his hair.
"Well.what do you think miss. Second on command?" he whispered.
"I agree with your decision."
He nodded and silenced everyone again.
"Spot! You gotta help!"
I stepped forward this time.
"No cowboy.none of us are.and you'd be smart to stay out of this too."
(Dice's P.O.V)
I put my hand on Jacks shoulder. He pushed it away.
"You with me.or with them?" he asked, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Jack there is no need for this!" spot said, moving behind me protectively. I looked at jack, not believing what he was asking me to do.
"well?!" Jack shouted.
I flinched.
I glanced between jack, spot and sketch and tried to find my voice.
"i.i."