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Author's Note: Wow, I'm actually updating relatively fast this time. What am I thinking? Anyway, thanks for the review, and I hope ya like this chapter.
A Dream Come True
Chapter Six
*How could I have missed that when I saw her!?* He thought. *She's the one who helped me get that newbie out of the orphanage that night after he got caught. From what I hear she got a bad beating from that night too. I'll have to ask her about that.* He thought, looking at her as she said hi to old friends, and was introduced to new ones.
Just then, the one person Pup was there to see, walked into the room. He had his head held high, and he was in a pretty good mood. He was wondering what was going on, when he saw the large circle standing in the middle of the room.
"Gambler?" She said softly, heading towards him, pushing her way out of the circle that she was stuck in the middle in.
Racetrack, and several of the other boys in the room gasped at hearing that name after it disappeared a year ago. Nobody had used it in fear of what could happen.
"You didn't tell him?" Jack whispered to Spot.
"No, I didn't." He answered, and left it at that. Jack looked at him strangely, knowing that Spot was hiding something, but he nodded his head.
"Pup?" Racetrack asked once Pup was standing in front of him.
"Yeah, it's me." She said.
"So are you actually going to tell them this time?" Race asked.
"Yeah, I am. Spot, and the rest of Brooklyn, already know. I told them last night." She said.
"By the way, my name's not Gambler anymore. I was put in the Refuge, so I had to change my name and move here. My name's Racetrack now. Or Race, if you're too lazy to say it all. Although with my luck, you'll probably end up calling me Track or something like that." He said.
"Well, I really need to tell ya something Track." She said, putting emphasis on his name, and laughed when he groaned. "However, I am going to wait until later. Right now, it's time for the revealing of my true identity. Hey, at least I know Spot's not going soak me, eh?" Pup said, smiling.
"No, but Jack might." Race joked.
"Oh, I hope not. One soaking a week is my limit." She groaned.
"Who soaked ya before?" Race asked, concerned.
"Raven and Hunter." She explained, "Supposedly I was hanging all over their brother Knack. I wasn't, but ya know how they are." She said.
"Is Spot going to do anything about it?" Race asked, trying to sound calm.
"I don't really know." She admitted, "We never really talked about it."
"Well, I'm gonna talk to him." Race resolved, knowing that he wasn't going to sit back and watch one of his best friends getting soaked by the Bronx. Pup smiled and reached out for a hug, and Racetrack gladly obliged.
"Thanks." She whispered in his ear.
"Not a problem." He told her. At that moment, Jack and a few of the other boys looked over at the embracing friends.
"Whoa, I didn't know that you swing that way Race. I mean." Jack trailed off, laughing. Several of the other boys began laughing as well. Spot just stood there with a smirk.
"Well Jack, that's the thing. It could be a perfectly normal relationship." Pup said smiling.
"What?" Jack asked confused, and a little scared.
"It could work," Pup paused, and began to reach for her hat, "because I'm not a boy." She finished with no hint of the boy's voice in her own. She took off her hat, revealing her long red hair.
Jack looked as though he was going to have a heart attack. Spot looked amused, and Racetrack looked proud. The rest of the boys were pretty much reacting like Jack. They were shocked. Never once had Pup given any indication that 'he' was actually a she. Then Jack looked at Race and Spot.
"You two knew about this, didn't you!?" Jack exclaimed.
"Hey, I just found out yesterday." Spot defended himself, "so don't go getting mad at me."
"All right, so you have an excuse, but Race, how long have you known?" Jack asked. Race looked at the floor sheepishly.
"Um. since right before she left." He answered softly.
"What!?" Spot yelled. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Spot, don't jump down his throat, I made him promise not to tell anyone." Pup said softly, but forcefully.
Spot looked at her, "why didn't you tell us?"
"Spot, do you remember what happened right before I left?" She asked.
"Kind of. It was a long time ago." He said uncomfortably, knowing where this conversation was headed.
"And do you remember what you told me the other day?" She asked.
"I can't believe I hit a girl." He said, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
"Exactly. And if you remember, Tops and I got in a fight, a fistfight, right before I left. If you remember, Tops didn't come out the winner in that fight either. When Gambler found out the day before I left that I was a girl, he gave me a choice. I could stay and tell you myself, stand and he would tell, or leave, and no one would find out. Well, I didn't want everyone finding out, plus I knew that Tops would feel bad getting beat by a girl. Not to mention how bad he feels if he even yells at a girl, let alone, hits her. It was best for everyone if I left." She said, lying through her teeth.
"That may have been true about the choice Race gave ya, but the rest of it sure ain't true." Jack said.
"Yeah, maybe so, but I really did get in a fight with Tops, and you're right the choices he gave me are true, but you're right in that that's not the reason I left. I left for other reasons that don't need to be told at the moment. They will be told eventually, but I have to talk to a few more people beforehand, and tell them a few things." She said smiling, "Jack, I think there are only two times when you haven't been able to tell I was lying."
"Oh yeah? When are those? Seems to me that I've always called you on your lies." Jack said, smiling smugly.
"When I told ya I was a guy a long time ago, and when I said I didn't know the other Pup when I showed up here the other day." She said, loving the face that she was proving him wrong.
"Oh." He said sheepishly. The rest of the room erupted with laughter.
Once the laughter died down, the boys separated to do their own thing. Pup was about to go see if she could talk to Race, and tell him the truth, when Spot stopped her.
"Hey Pup, ya want to go on a walk?" He asked. Pup looked at him, then looked over at Race, and then looked back at Spot.
"Um. yeah, sure. I guess so." She said reluctantly. She really needed to talk to Race, but she supposed she could do that later.
Spot saw the hesitant look in her eyes, and noticed her look towards Race. He wanted to kick himself once again. *Why do I keep pushing this? It's clear that she likes Race. Why do I feel this way? She's just another girl. And she's certainly not anything special to look at.* He thought confused. He honestly didn't know, and then it hit him. *I'm jealous of Racetrack! I, the most respected leader in all of New York, am jealous of Racetrack Higgins. What am I coming to?" He thought.
"Spot? Spot. are you listening? SPOT!" Pup yelled at him. Spot quickly snapped out of his thoughts.
"What?" He asked, as though nothing was out of the ordinary.
"I said, are we gonna go on this walk or not?" She asked.
"Oh, oh yeah. C'mon, let's go. There are a few things I wanna ask ya." He said.
With that, the two of them set off on a walk. Now, normally Pup would have been thrilled to be on a walk with Spot Conlon. She had felt her feelings toward him change, and she had a crush on him now. It wasn't some little crush that goes away the next time some cute boy walks by either, it was a big one. She felt that she loved him. But knowing the way he was, she figured he would never fall for her. If only she knew how wrong she was.
Shout Outs: Goldstranger, and KatFightOnSkis, thanks for the reviews! You guys are awesome! I'll keep getting those chapters out ASAP. And hey, here come the reactions.
Author's Note: Wow, I'm actually updating relatively fast this time. What am I thinking? Anyway, thanks for the review, and I hope ya like this chapter.
A Dream Come True
Chapter Six
*How could I have missed that when I saw her!?* He thought. *She's the one who helped me get that newbie out of the orphanage that night after he got caught. From what I hear she got a bad beating from that night too. I'll have to ask her about that.* He thought, looking at her as she said hi to old friends, and was introduced to new ones.
Just then, the one person Pup was there to see, walked into the room. He had his head held high, and he was in a pretty good mood. He was wondering what was going on, when he saw the large circle standing in the middle of the room.
"Gambler?" She said softly, heading towards him, pushing her way out of the circle that she was stuck in the middle in.
Racetrack, and several of the other boys in the room gasped at hearing that name after it disappeared a year ago. Nobody had used it in fear of what could happen.
"You didn't tell him?" Jack whispered to Spot.
"No, I didn't." He answered, and left it at that. Jack looked at him strangely, knowing that Spot was hiding something, but he nodded his head.
"Pup?" Racetrack asked once Pup was standing in front of him.
"Yeah, it's me." She said.
"So are you actually going to tell them this time?" Race asked.
"Yeah, I am. Spot, and the rest of Brooklyn, already know. I told them last night." She said.
"By the way, my name's not Gambler anymore. I was put in the Refuge, so I had to change my name and move here. My name's Racetrack now. Or Race, if you're too lazy to say it all. Although with my luck, you'll probably end up calling me Track or something like that." He said.
"Well, I really need to tell ya something Track." She said, putting emphasis on his name, and laughed when he groaned. "However, I am going to wait until later. Right now, it's time for the revealing of my true identity. Hey, at least I know Spot's not going soak me, eh?" Pup said, smiling.
"No, but Jack might." Race joked.
"Oh, I hope not. One soaking a week is my limit." She groaned.
"Who soaked ya before?" Race asked, concerned.
"Raven and Hunter." She explained, "Supposedly I was hanging all over their brother Knack. I wasn't, but ya know how they are." She said.
"Is Spot going to do anything about it?" Race asked, trying to sound calm.
"I don't really know." She admitted, "We never really talked about it."
"Well, I'm gonna talk to him." Race resolved, knowing that he wasn't going to sit back and watch one of his best friends getting soaked by the Bronx. Pup smiled and reached out for a hug, and Racetrack gladly obliged.
"Thanks." She whispered in his ear.
"Not a problem." He told her. At that moment, Jack and a few of the other boys looked over at the embracing friends.
"Whoa, I didn't know that you swing that way Race. I mean." Jack trailed off, laughing. Several of the other boys began laughing as well. Spot just stood there with a smirk.
"Well Jack, that's the thing. It could be a perfectly normal relationship." Pup said smiling.
"What?" Jack asked confused, and a little scared.
"It could work," Pup paused, and began to reach for her hat, "because I'm not a boy." She finished with no hint of the boy's voice in her own. She took off her hat, revealing her long red hair.
Jack looked as though he was going to have a heart attack. Spot looked amused, and Racetrack looked proud. The rest of the boys were pretty much reacting like Jack. They were shocked. Never once had Pup given any indication that 'he' was actually a she. Then Jack looked at Race and Spot.
"You two knew about this, didn't you!?" Jack exclaimed.
"Hey, I just found out yesterday." Spot defended himself, "so don't go getting mad at me."
"All right, so you have an excuse, but Race, how long have you known?" Jack asked. Race looked at the floor sheepishly.
"Um. since right before she left." He answered softly.
"What!?" Spot yelled. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Spot, don't jump down his throat, I made him promise not to tell anyone." Pup said softly, but forcefully.
Spot looked at her, "why didn't you tell us?"
"Spot, do you remember what happened right before I left?" She asked.
"Kind of. It was a long time ago." He said uncomfortably, knowing where this conversation was headed.
"And do you remember what you told me the other day?" She asked.
"I can't believe I hit a girl." He said, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
"Exactly. And if you remember, Tops and I got in a fight, a fistfight, right before I left. If you remember, Tops didn't come out the winner in that fight either. When Gambler found out the day before I left that I was a girl, he gave me a choice. I could stay and tell you myself, stand and he would tell, or leave, and no one would find out. Well, I didn't want everyone finding out, plus I knew that Tops would feel bad getting beat by a girl. Not to mention how bad he feels if he even yells at a girl, let alone, hits her. It was best for everyone if I left." She said, lying through her teeth.
"That may have been true about the choice Race gave ya, but the rest of it sure ain't true." Jack said.
"Yeah, maybe so, but I really did get in a fight with Tops, and you're right the choices he gave me are true, but you're right in that that's not the reason I left. I left for other reasons that don't need to be told at the moment. They will be told eventually, but I have to talk to a few more people beforehand, and tell them a few things." She said smiling, "Jack, I think there are only two times when you haven't been able to tell I was lying."
"Oh yeah? When are those? Seems to me that I've always called you on your lies." Jack said, smiling smugly.
"When I told ya I was a guy a long time ago, and when I said I didn't know the other Pup when I showed up here the other day." She said, loving the face that she was proving him wrong.
"Oh." He said sheepishly. The rest of the room erupted with laughter.
Once the laughter died down, the boys separated to do their own thing. Pup was about to go see if she could talk to Race, and tell him the truth, when Spot stopped her.
"Hey Pup, ya want to go on a walk?" He asked. Pup looked at him, then looked over at Race, and then looked back at Spot.
"Um. yeah, sure. I guess so." She said reluctantly. She really needed to talk to Race, but she supposed she could do that later.
Spot saw the hesitant look in her eyes, and noticed her look towards Race. He wanted to kick himself once again. *Why do I keep pushing this? It's clear that she likes Race. Why do I feel this way? She's just another girl. And she's certainly not anything special to look at.* He thought confused. He honestly didn't know, and then it hit him. *I'm jealous of Racetrack! I, the most respected leader in all of New York, am jealous of Racetrack Higgins. What am I coming to?" He thought.
"Spot? Spot. are you listening? SPOT!" Pup yelled at him. Spot quickly snapped out of his thoughts.
"What?" He asked, as though nothing was out of the ordinary.
"I said, are we gonna go on this walk or not?" She asked.
"Oh, oh yeah. C'mon, let's go. There are a few things I wanna ask ya." He said.
With that, the two of them set off on a walk. Now, normally Pup would have been thrilled to be on a walk with Spot Conlon. She had felt her feelings toward him change, and she had a crush on him now. It wasn't some little crush that goes away the next time some cute boy walks by either, it was a big one. She felt that she loved him. But knowing the way he was, she figured he would never fall for her. If only she knew how wrong she was.