Chapter 4: Some things never change
I woke up leaning against someone. I looked up to see Spot and I felt his arms around me. I shuddered and gave him a disgusted look as Jack woke up.
"HOLY SHIT!" He yelled. Its startled me and I fell off the bed. I was breathing heavily from the scare and Spot had woken up from his scream.
"What?" I asked him putting my hand to my heart to try to slow it down.
"YA SLEPT WID HIM!" He yelled waling over to me and pulling me up. I shook free from his grasp, as many of the newsies were awakening.
"I was not!" I yelled trying to defend myself, the fact that I was breathing heavily and my cheeks were flushed didn't help.
"Jacky-Boy we didn't sleep tagetha." Spot said calmly. I flushed an even deeper shade of crimson when I saw he had slept without a shirt on.
"YOU'RE THE LAST ONE I WANNA TALK TO CONLON!" He yelled, shoving Spot slightly.
Spot was glaring at him as his fingers curled slowly into a fist. I stepped between them and stood defensively in front of Spot.
"What's it to you if I slept wid 'im?" I said sultrily toward jack. He raised his eyebrows as Spot put his hand around my waist.
"Yea Jacky-boy, I mean, its already done." Spot said showing Jack his famous smirk.
Jack lunged toward him but Blink had tugged on spots arm, pulling him away from Jack, who was now on the floor.
I rolled my eyes and looked at him. "Your pitiful, we gotta talk." I told him, grabbing his arms to steadily help him stand.
I brought him into Kloppmans extra room and sat him down.
"You Bastard! What's wrong If I wanna sleep wid Spot?" I asked him placing my hands on my hips.
"Ya mean ya did?!" He yelled furiously toward me. I stood where I was and shrugged my shoulders.
"Yea, maybe, whats it to ya Jacky-boy?" I asked.
"Ya me baby sistah! I aint gonna let ya sleep wid some womanizer!" He yelled, throwing his fists into the air. I walked up to him slowly and punched him in the stomach, then watched him as he doubled over in pain.
"I hate you." I said as I walked away from him and out of the Lodging House door.
"Ow.some things neva change." Jack mumbled to himself as Race walked into the room.
"YOU LET HER SLEEP WID HIM!" He screamed angrily at Jack, who looked at him blankly.
"No! She jist got away is all, she prolly didn't even sleep wid him.why?" Jack asked, rubbing his stomach.
Race didn't answer as he walked out of the room.
Jack walked back in to meet Spot who was sitting on the top bunk. "Ya slept wid hoir?" He asked calmly walking up to him.
"Yea, so?"
"Ya know dats me sistah right?" Jack said raising an eyebrow and scratching his nose. Spot hopped down.
"Yea. What's it to ya?" Spot said challenging him. Jack punched him in the face and started walking away when he was tackled from behind. Spot flipped him over on his back and hit him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of Jack.
"I'll sleep wid hoir if I wanna." He said, just before Jack swung his leg around, kicking out spots legs from beneath him and sending him hurling toward the floor.
"Ya WOMANIZER! She's. Me. Sistah!" He said between cheap shots to Spots face. Spot kicked Jack off of himself when Mush helped him up and held him back.
It took Itey and Blink to hold back Jack. They glared at each other while Spot slowly started for the door, on his way back to Brooklyn. And Jack went up to the fire escape and out onto the roof.
"I'll kill 'im, da doity basta'd." He said to himself as the sun started rising and Manhattan slowly woke up.
I woke up leaning against someone. I looked up to see Spot and I felt his arms around me. I shuddered and gave him a disgusted look as Jack woke up.
"HOLY SHIT!" He yelled. Its startled me and I fell off the bed. I was breathing heavily from the scare and Spot had woken up from his scream.
"What?" I asked him putting my hand to my heart to try to slow it down.
"YA SLEPT WID HIM!" He yelled waling over to me and pulling me up. I shook free from his grasp, as many of the newsies were awakening.
"I was not!" I yelled trying to defend myself, the fact that I was breathing heavily and my cheeks were flushed didn't help.
"Jacky-Boy we didn't sleep tagetha." Spot said calmly. I flushed an even deeper shade of crimson when I saw he had slept without a shirt on.
"YOU'RE THE LAST ONE I WANNA TALK TO CONLON!" He yelled, shoving Spot slightly.
Spot was glaring at him as his fingers curled slowly into a fist. I stepped between them and stood defensively in front of Spot.
"What's it to you if I slept wid 'im?" I said sultrily toward jack. He raised his eyebrows as Spot put his hand around my waist.
"Yea Jacky-boy, I mean, its already done." Spot said showing Jack his famous smirk.
Jack lunged toward him but Blink had tugged on spots arm, pulling him away from Jack, who was now on the floor.
I rolled my eyes and looked at him. "Your pitiful, we gotta talk." I told him, grabbing his arms to steadily help him stand.
I brought him into Kloppmans extra room and sat him down.
"You Bastard! What's wrong If I wanna sleep wid Spot?" I asked him placing my hands on my hips.
"Ya mean ya did?!" He yelled furiously toward me. I stood where I was and shrugged my shoulders.
"Yea, maybe, whats it to ya Jacky-boy?" I asked.
"Ya me baby sistah! I aint gonna let ya sleep wid some womanizer!" He yelled, throwing his fists into the air. I walked up to him slowly and punched him in the stomach, then watched him as he doubled over in pain.
"I hate you." I said as I walked away from him and out of the Lodging House door.
"Ow.some things neva change." Jack mumbled to himself as Race walked into the room.
"YOU LET HER SLEEP WID HIM!" He screamed angrily at Jack, who looked at him blankly.
"No! She jist got away is all, she prolly didn't even sleep wid him.why?" Jack asked, rubbing his stomach.
Race didn't answer as he walked out of the room.
Jack walked back in to meet Spot who was sitting on the top bunk. "Ya slept wid hoir?" He asked calmly walking up to him.
"Yea, so?"
"Ya know dats me sistah right?" Jack said raising an eyebrow and scratching his nose. Spot hopped down.
"Yea. What's it to ya?" Spot said challenging him. Jack punched him in the face and started walking away when he was tackled from behind. Spot flipped him over on his back and hit him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of Jack.
"I'll sleep wid hoir if I wanna." He said, just before Jack swung his leg around, kicking out spots legs from beneath him and sending him hurling toward the floor.
"Ya WOMANIZER! She's. Me. Sistah!" He said between cheap shots to Spots face. Spot kicked Jack off of himself when Mush helped him up and held him back.
It took Itey and Blink to hold back Jack. They glared at each other while Spot slowly started for the door, on his way back to Brooklyn. And Jack went up to the fire escape and out onto the roof.
"I'll kill 'im, da doity basta'd." He said to himself as the sun started rising and Manhattan slowly woke up.