Chapter Eight
Dancin' In Da Street
Two weeks had past since the incident at Tibby's. Rhythm hadn't seen Spot or his boys since "that day". She and Race had become best friend. They ate together, sold together, and did every thing else together; they were inseparable.
It was Thursday afternoon and Rhythm had sold all of her papers that morning. She offered to help Race with his but he said no. She didn't want to stay so she said good-bye and wandered off. She knew the streets but she wasn't paying attention. She wandered into Brooklyn; onto Spot's territory.
She heard music and she followed the sound, she didn't realize that a particular newsboy was watching her. She followed the music to a group of people (mostly men) sorrowing a girl in her twenties. "I bet anyone that I am da best dancer in all of New York," the girl boosted.
"Really" said Rhythm walking into the circle.
"Who are you?" asked the girl.
"Da BEST dancer in New Yourk."
"You!" said the girl looking over Rhythm.
"Ya me, BICTH!"
"Ok then lets have a contest, we'll let the audience decide who is da Best dancer."
"Youse gout it toots!" said Rhythm.
Out of nowhere music started playing; the song was More Than a Woman. (By Aaliyah) The girl went first. She was good but not enough. It was Rhythm turn once again the music started the song was Get the Party Started (by Pink).
The song stopped and the crowd was cheering for Rhythm like they have never seen anything so good before. Rhythm was pulled away from the group before she could claim her title.
"What da fuck are youse doin?" she yelled as the boy put her down. It was Spot.
"What am I's doing, what are youse doin?"
"What da hell are youse tawlkin about? I's not allowed to dance now?" Rhythm she asked sarcastically.
"Not in Brooklyn youse ain't. Youse should no dat by now." Spot said grabbing her arm again.
"Where is youse takin me?"
"Ta Jacky boiy, I's gout ta tawlk to him anyways. "
"Like Jacks gonna do anything"
"Wanna make a bet." Rhythm suddenly looked nervous.
"He won't kick me out would he?"
"How's is I's supposed to know" he answered.
Rhythm struggled to get away from Spot, but he held fast. Once they got inside the LH Spot let go of Rhythm and she ran up stairs and into the bathroom without saying anything to anyone.
She took off her clothes and the bandages around her waist off. Her arm was already heeled but her stomach was a problem. The cut keep on opening and reopening, so it never had a chance to heal in the last two weeks. She climbed in the shower and stayed there for about three hours; if Jack kicked her out she didn't want everyone to know.
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Jack was sitting at a table with Race, Jake, Boots, Mouth, and Blink playing poker. He saw Rhythm race past him and into the bathroom. Then he saw Spot walk in. He got up and made his way to him. The two leaders spit-shook and walked out of the window onto the fire escape.
"What brings youse to dis side a town?" asked Jack.
"A certain goil youse gout."
"Oh god what did she do ta youse now, elbow ya in da ribs, kick ya in between da legs?"
"NO, she was in Brooklyn!"
"And..." said Jack like he didn't care.
"She was dancin in Brooklyn!" Jack was looking at Spot like he had gone mad.
"She was takin' our business way!"
"So pretty much she was dancin in Brooklyn and that was takin youse business from youse papes."
"Ya" Spot said. And Jack just laughed. Spot looked at him. "Would ya just tawlk to `er?"
"Ok ok I's gonna tawlk to `er! So dat can't be da only reason youse are heah." Jack looked at Spot. Spot suddenly became more serious that usual.
"Danny's come back," Spot said very seriously.
"WHAT?!" asked Jack. "How"
"I's don't know all I's know is dat he's mad and he wants Manhattan." The clock down stairs chimed eleven. "I's gout ta get back see ya later Jacky boiy," Spot yelled as he ran down the fire escape and towards Brooklyn.
Jack went inside and yelled "lights out" and waited up for Rhythm. About and hour later she came out of the bathroom with a towel draped around her wet body.
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Rhythm heard Jack yell "lights out" and started to finish her shower. The hot water had gone about an hour ago but she was sitting in the shower until she thought that everyone was asleep. If she packed with out anyone waking she could be out of there in about half an hour.
She slowly walked out of that bathroom and made her way to her bed. She quickly got dressed and started to pack. She was so determined to pack and get out of there as fast as she could she didn't hear someone get out of bed.
Jack slowly got out of bed and placed his arm around Rhythm's waist. Rhythm gasped as she felt someone on her. Then Jack whispered in her ear. "What do youse think youse is doin?" Jack voice made Rhythm melt into his hands.
"I was just packing."
"Why are youse leavin, don't youse like it heah?" Jack asked
"A course I's like it heah, I's love it heah."
"Den why is youse leaving?"
"Aren't youse gonna kick me out cause of what I's did to Spot?"
"No I's ain't gonna kick youse out just because Spot wants to get up back at youse for sassin him and for punching him."
"What?!" Rhythm yelled. Jack put his hand over her mouth.
"SHHH youse is gonna wake everyone up. Ya dat's why he made such a big deal about it." Jack said removing his hand from her cold lips.
"I'm gonna kill him!" she said while shivering.
"Come on get into bed before youse catch a cold. Does you side need bandages?"
"I's haven't looked." Rhythm said. Then Jack pulled her shirt up, just enough to see the gash. He still had his arm around her waist so with his free hand he started poking at her side.
"It's gonna leave a scar but youse be fine." He let the shirt fall back into place and spun her around so that she was facing him. Then he kissed her on the forehead and let go of her. He climbed into bed and faced her.
"By da way youse be stickin with me for a while."
"Why?"
"Cause until youse learn dat youse can't go off in another territory with out a good reason I's ain't gonna let youse out a me sight." And with that he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Rhythm got under the covers of her bed and went to sleep thinking about how warm Jacks touch against her cold and wet skin.
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Dancin' In Da Street
Two weeks had past since the incident at Tibby's. Rhythm hadn't seen Spot or his boys since "that day". She and Race had become best friend. They ate together, sold together, and did every thing else together; they were inseparable.
It was Thursday afternoon and Rhythm had sold all of her papers that morning. She offered to help Race with his but he said no. She didn't want to stay so she said good-bye and wandered off. She knew the streets but she wasn't paying attention. She wandered into Brooklyn; onto Spot's territory.
She heard music and she followed the sound, she didn't realize that a particular newsboy was watching her. She followed the music to a group of people (mostly men) sorrowing a girl in her twenties. "I bet anyone that I am da best dancer in all of New York," the girl boosted.
"Really" said Rhythm walking into the circle.
"Who are you?" asked the girl.
"Da BEST dancer in New Yourk."
"You!" said the girl looking over Rhythm.
"Ya me, BICTH!"
"Ok then lets have a contest, we'll let the audience decide who is da Best dancer."
"Youse gout it toots!" said Rhythm.
Out of nowhere music started playing; the song was More Than a Woman. (By Aaliyah) The girl went first. She was good but not enough. It was Rhythm turn once again the music started the song was Get the Party Started (by Pink).
The song stopped and the crowd was cheering for Rhythm like they have never seen anything so good before. Rhythm was pulled away from the group before she could claim her title.
"What da fuck are youse doin?" she yelled as the boy put her down. It was Spot.
"What am I's doing, what are youse doin?"
"What da hell are youse tawlkin about? I's not allowed to dance now?" Rhythm she asked sarcastically.
"Not in Brooklyn youse ain't. Youse should no dat by now." Spot said grabbing her arm again.
"Where is youse takin me?"
"Ta Jacky boiy, I's gout ta tawlk to him anyways. "
"Like Jacks gonna do anything"
"Wanna make a bet." Rhythm suddenly looked nervous.
"He won't kick me out would he?"
"How's is I's supposed to know" he answered.
Rhythm struggled to get away from Spot, but he held fast. Once they got inside the LH Spot let go of Rhythm and she ran up stairs and into the bathroom without saying anything to anyone.
She took off her clothes and the bandages around her waist off. Her arm was already heeled but her stomach was a problem. The cut keep on opening and reopening, so it never had a chance to heal in the last two weeks. She climbed in the shower and stayed there for about three hours; if Jack kicked her out she didn't want everyone to know.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jack was sitting at a table with Race, Jake, Boots, Mouth, and Blink playing poker. He saw Rhythm race past him and into the bathroom. Then he saw Spot walk in. He got up and made his way to him. The two leaders spit-shook and walked out of the window onto the fire escape.
"What brings youse to dis side a town?" asked Jack.
"A certain goil youse gout."
"Oh god what did she do ta youse now, elbow ya in da ribs, kick ya in between da legs?"
"NO, she was in Brooklyn!"
"And..." said Jack like he didn't care.
"She was dancin in Brooklyn!" Jack was looking at Spot like he had gone mad.
"She was takin' our business way!"
"So pretty much she was dancin in Brooklyn and that was takin youse business from youse papes."
"Ya" Spot said. And Jack just laughed. Spot looked at him. "Would ya just tawlk to `er?"
"Ok ok I's gonna tawlk to `er! So dat can't be da only reason youse are heah." Jack looked at Spot. Spot suddenly became more serious that usual.
"Danny's come back," Spot said very seriously.
"WHAT?!" asked Jack. "How"
"I's don't know all I's know is dat he's mad and he wants Manhattan." The clock down stairs chimed eleven. "I's gout ta get back see ya later Jacky boiy," Spot yelled as he ran down the fire escape and towards Brooklyn.
Jack went inside and yelled "lights out" and waited up for Rhythm. About and hour later she came out of the bathroom with a towel draped around her wet body.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rhythm heard Jack yell "lights out" and started to finish her shower. The hot water had gone about an hour ago but she was sitting in the shower until she thought that everyone was asleep. If she packed with out anyone waking she could be out of there in about half an hour.
She slowly walked out of that bathroom and made her way to her bed. She quickly got dressed and started to pack. She was so determined to pack and get out of there as fast as she could she didn't hear someone get out of bed.
Jack slowly got out of bed and placed his arm around Rhythm's waist. Rhythm gasped as she felt someone on her. Then Jack whispered in her ear. "What do youse think youse is doin?" Jack voice made Rhythm melt into his hands.
"I was just packing."
"Why are youse leavin, don't youse like it heah?" Jack asked
"A course I's like it heah, I's love it heah."
"Den why is youse leaving?"
"Aren't youse gonna kick me out cause of what I's did to Spot?"
"No I's ain't gonna kick youse out just because Spot wants to get up back at youse for sassin him and for punching him."
"What?!" Rhythm yelled. Jack put his hand over her mouth.
"SHHH youse is gonna wake everyone up. Ya dat's why he made such a big deal about it." Jack said removing his hand from her cold lips.
"I'm gonna kill him!" she said while shivering.
"Come on get into bed before youse catch a cold. Does you side need bandages?"
"I's haven't looked." Rhythm said. Then Jack pulled her shirt up, just enough to see the gash. He still had his arm around her waist so with his free hand he started poking at her side.
"It's gonna leave a scar but youse be fine." He let the shirt fall back into place and spun her around so that she was facing him. Then he kissed her on the forehead and let go of her. He climbed into bed and faced her.
"By da way youse be stickin with me for a while."
"Why?"
"Cause until youse learn dat youse can't go off in another territory with out a good reason I's ain't gonna let youse out a me sight." And with that he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Rhythm got under the covers of her bed and went to sleep thinking about how warm Jacks touch against her cold and wet skin.
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