Brooklyn's Heart
"Cheater"
CH 10
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"Yer cheatin'."
"Am not."
"Spot, your goil is cheatin."
"I am not."
"You are too."
"Err. Am not."
"Yea, you are."
Spot just grinned at the couple sitting across from him. He looked down at his cards then back at them, smiling at their still going on bickering. Ever since the beginning of the game, Race had been accusing Kayla of cheating. Actually, he just didn't like how she kept getting all the good hands. It was midday, and the Manhattan newsies were at Tibby's, having lunch before they began selling again. Race had begun a game of poker, addying up a few players with Spot and Kayla joining also. Most of the players were out by now, obviously not good enough to staying in a game of Race's. It was now down to Spot, Kayla, Race and Jack. (A/N: of course.) The four were seated across from each other, surrounded by the other newsies. The bet was Jack and Duchess wouldn't last long, and then Race and Spot would have one on one till Spot would come out winning. Again. But Duchess did survive the last couple of rounds, so it would depend on these last few rounds to see who would win.
"Last time I say it Race, so listen up. I am not cheating." Kayla stated slowly, leaning forward, giving Race a 'you-are-an-idiot-get-over-it' look.
Race snorted, giving her a 'you're-an-idiot-I-don't-believe-you' look and said, "Last time I say it Duchess, stop cheatin." He took his cigar out of his mouth, waving it at her.
Kayla just growled and leaned back in her chair and rolled her eyes, saying, "Who's in?"
Jack really hadn't been focusing though out the game but was giving his real attention to the girl in the back of the room said, "I'm out." throwing his cards down and made his was back to her and disappeared for the afternoon.
Spot swirled his eyes to Race, studying him, then to Kayla, wondering if he should stay or go. Soon realizing he had beat Race before and guessing Kayla wasn't that good of player, he said nodding his head, "I'm in."
Kayla nodded and said the same thing with Race included. "Okay Race, what's ya got?" Kayla said.
"Straight, in clubs." Race said proudly laying down his cards. Spot chuckled and said, "Not uh ah. Sorry Race, but I'm afraid you lose again while I win." He laid down his own cards just as proudly, while everyone saw that he indeed beat Race again.
Kayla began grinning, placing her cards in front of her, spreading them out like a fan, hiding her smirk. Spot and Race were both distracted so it took 5 of Kayla's 'uhums' of clearing her throat to catch their attention. She smiled sweetly at them, turning her head innocently to the side, giving them sympathetic looks, pouting, "Poor boys. Tsk, tsk. I wonder how dreadful it feels to be beaten by a goil." Her regular attitude of voice was gone, now placed with a beautiful musical sound that resemble the engaging tone of a child.
Spot almost melted before her, his love for her rushing through his body. But when what she said clicked though his mind, he sat up straight and shockingly said, "What?" Race had mirrored the same actions and now both sat up reaching for her cards, wondering if she was right. They both gasped, looking from the cards up to her then back down to the cards then back up to her.
It was a Royal Straight. Just barely beating Race and Spot.
Kayla just sat there, smiling attractively, twirling a piece of hair between her fingers with her legs crossed. She began laughing quietly when the Newsies began snickering in the room. Most of the boys in the room laid down their money, groaning, not liking the fact that they had lost the bet. Mush and Kid Blink then picked up the cash. Obviously they had faith in their Duchess.
Kayla winked at them while leaning forward to collect the other sum in the middle of the table. She looked back up at the boys seated across from her and began laughing. Both were holding her cards in their hands, backs straight, mouths open, shock written all over their faces. They did not expect this out come.
Kayla started folding the money, placing it safely in her shirt. She thanked the guys that all played during the game, for the money they placed down, then stated she had to begin selling her after noon papers. Everyone soon agreed, departing also to commence his or her own shifts. Kayla said goodbye to them then turned back to Spot and Race. Both were still in the same positions before, devoid of any movement for the last five minutes.
Kayla placed her weight on her knuckles as she leaned on the table, looking down at them, smirking, "Okay boys, it was fun. I believ a thanks is in order for the remarkable entertainment you two gave, but now get over it. So come on Spot, we got work to do."
She turned around, and walked out the door. It was only then that Spot blinked, and glanced at Kayla's retreating form. He hurriedly dashed from his chair, his tongue to the side of his mouth, deep in concentration of trying to get to Kayla. Without even looking back at Race, he called, "Good game. I'll see ya later." Race nodded mutely, not moving away from his pose.
Spot raced out side, catching up to Kayla. He wrapped his right arm around her shoulders as Kayla tangled her fingers with that hand, beaming up at him. Spot smiled back and kissed her softly on the cheek once as they started walking back to the lodge house.
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Brooklyn's Heart
"Brooklyn It Is"
CH 11
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"Stay in Brooklyn tonight wit me." Blunt.
Kayla looked up puzzled at Spot. They were walking through the Manhattan streets, just finishing up selling their papers. Kayla had her arm around his waist, while Spot had his around her shoulders. It was not quite night yet; they had a couple of hours till darkness began.
"Um- sure. I guess so." Kayla had never really been to Brooklyn. Yes, she had been to there with Spot a couple times but never stayed there. She also didn't know Spot's newsies. She met them only once, barely having time to make proper introductions. What if they really didn't like her? And if they did, did they only do it for show because Spot may have told them to? They all did seem pretty scary and intimidating. So what if?
"I'll show you the Brooklyn newsie lodge house and all the boys. They'll love ya."
Kayla smiled nervously. She looked up at Spot and soon began feeling lightheaded, for he was looking back at her with those piercing eyes and that god-be-damn smile. She nodded her head slowly, agreeing.
It had been only a few days since their encounter with Bloods, but shockingly enough, no one had heard from him. His newsies were keeping quiet, staying in their own regions, disturbing no one else. Kayla and Spot had least expected him to show up by now, threatening to kill them and take their territory. But no sign of him, not even a beaten up newsie of their own bringing a message that Bloods was mad.
Nothing.
Spot was wary. He knew Bloods wouldn't let this go. If he hadn't shown up these last few days, he'd be here in the next several. If it had been him, Spot would have attack the very next day of their meeting. But Bloods was still tricky Spot thought, even if he could kick his ass easily.
This was the reason Spot wanted Kayla to stay in Brooklyn with him. He knew she would be taken care of in Manhattan but he was still worried. He could stay there with her but he needed to be with his own newsies. They told him about their concern of Bronx. They did nothing so far, the Bronx newsies, except they would walk by and stare at them. They didn't pass the Brooklyn boundaries but would just come close enough to it and watch.
It was altogether easier if his Duchess was with him at all times. And at the moment, neither disagreed with that.
The last couple of days, Spot and Kayla did not depart from each other's sight for a moment. Everyone was indeed surprised, for Kayla did not seem like the opening type to even think about a relationship and Spot- well Spot never had a girl longer than a day. Though, the couple didn't think anything of it, they were just happy to be together.
Spot pulled Kayla tight against his side and Kayla held him tighter, smiling up at him. Her eyes twinkled as she said, "Alright then. Brooklyn it is." Spot grinned down at her as they began walking back to Spot's home with each having a slight bounce in their step.
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"Cheater"
CH 10
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"Yer cheatin'."
"Am not."
"Spot, your goil is cheatin."
"I am not."
"You are too."
"Err. Am not."
"Yea, you are."
Spot just grinned at the couple sitting across from him. He looked down at his cards then back at them, smiling at their still going on bickering. Ever since the beginning of the game, Race had been accusing Kayla of cheating. Actually, he just didn't like how she kept getting all the good hands. It was midday, and the Manhattan newsies were at Tibby's, having lunch before they began selling again. Race had begun a game of poker, addying up a few players with Spot and Kayla joining also. Most of the players were out by now, obviously not good enough to staying in a game of Race's. It was now down to Spot, Kayla, Race and Jack. (A/N: of course.) The four were seated across from each other, surrounded by the other newsies. The bet was Jack and Duchess wouldn't last long, and then Race and Spot would have one on one till Spot would come out winning. Again. But Duchess did survive the last couple of rounds, so it would depend on these last few rounds to see who would win.
"Last time I say it Race, so listen up. I am not cheating." Kayla stated slowly, leaning forward, giving Race a 'you-are-an-idiot-get-over-it' look.
Race snorted, giving her a 'you're-an-idiot-I-don't-believe-you' look and said, "Last time I say it Duchess, stop cheatin." He took his cigar out of his mouth, waving it at her.
Kayla just growled and leaned back in her chair and rolled her eyes, saying, "Who's in?"
Jack really hadn't been focusing though out the game but was giving his real attention to the girl in the back of the room said, "I'm out." throwing his cards down and made his was back to her and disappeared for the afternoon.
Spot swirled his eyes to Race, studying him, then to Kayla, wondering if he should stay or go. Soon realizing he had beat Race before and guessing Kayla wasn't that good of player, he said nodding his head, "I'm in."
Kayla nodded and said the same thing with Race included. "Okay Race, what's ya got?" Kayla said.
"Straight, in clubs." Race said proudly laying down his cards. Spot chuckled and said, "Not uh ah. Sorry Race, but I'm afraid you lose again while I win." He laid down his own cards just as proudly, while everyone saw that he indeed beat Race again.
Kayla began grinning, placing her cards in front of her, spreading them out like a fan, hiding her smirk. Spot and Race were both distracted so it took 5 of Kayla's 'uhums' of clearing her throat to catch their attention. She smiled sweetly at them, turning her head innocently to the side, giving them sympathetic looks, pouting, "Poor boys. Tsk, tsk. I wonder how dreadful it feels to be beaten by a goil." Her regular attitude of voice was gone, now placed with a beautiful musical sound that resemble the engaging tone of a child.
Spot almost melted before her, his love for her rushing through his body. But when what she said clicked though his mind, he sat up straight and shockingly said, "What?" Race had mirrored the same actions and now both sat up reaching for her cards, wondering if she was right. They both gasped, looking from the cards up to her then back down to the cards then back up to her.
It was a Royal Straight. Just barely beating Race and Spot.
Kayla just sat there, smiling attractively, twirling a piece of hair between her fingers with her legs crossed. She began laughing quietly when the Newsies began snickering in the room. Most of the boys in the room laid down their money, groaning, not liking the fact that they had lost the bet. Mush and Kid Blink then picked up the cash. Obviously they had faith in their Duchess.
Kayla winked at them while leaning forward to collect the other sum in the middle of the table. She looked back up at the boys seated across from her and began laughing. Both were holding her cards in their hands, backs straight, mouths open, shock written all over their faces. They did not expect this out come.
Kayla started folding the money, placing it safely in her shirt. She thanked the guys that all played during the game, for the money they placed down, then stated she had to begin selling her after noon papers. Everyone soon agreed, departing also to commence his or her own shifts. Kayla said goodbye to them then turned back to Spot and Race. Both were still in the same positions before, devoid of any movement for the last five minutes.
Kayla placed her weight on her knuckles as she leaned on the table, looking down at them, smirking, "Okay boys, it was fun. I believ a thanks is in order for the remarkable entertainment you two gave, but now get over it. So come on Spot, we got work to do."
She turned around, and walked out the door. It was only then that Spot blinked, and glanced at Kayla's retreating form. He hurriedly dashed from his chair, his tongue to the side of his mouth, deep in concentration of trying to get to Kayla. Without even looking back at Race, he called, "Good game. I'll see ya later." Race nodded mutely, not moving away from his pose.
Spot raced out side, catching up to Kayla. He wrapped his right arm around her shoulders as Kayla tangled her fingers with that hand, beaming up at him. Spot smiled back and kissed her softly on the cheek once as they started walking back to the lodge house.
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Brooklyn's Heart
"Brooklyn It Is"
CH 11
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"Stay in Brooklyn tonight wit me." Blunt.
Kayla looked up puzzled at Spot. They were walking through the Manhattan streets, just finishing up selling their papers. Kayla had her arm around his waist, while Spot had his around her shoulders. It was not quite night yet; they had a couple of hours till darkness began.
"Um- sure. I guess so." Kayla had never really been to Brooklyn. Yes, she had been to there with Spot a couple times but never stayed there. She also didn't know Spot's newsies. She met them only once, barely having time to make proper introductions. What if they really didn't like her? And if they did, did they only do it for show because Spot may have told them to? They all did seem pretty scary and intimidating. So what if?
"I'll show you the Brooklyn newsie lodge house and all the boys. They'll love ya."
Kayla smiled nervously. She looked up at Spot and soon began feeling lightheaded, for he was looking back at her with those piercing eyes and that god-be-damn smile. She nodded her head slowly, agreeing.
It had been only a few days since their encounter with Bloods, but shockingly enough, no one had heard from him. His newsies were keeping quiet, staying in their own regions, disturbing no one else. Kayla and Spot had least expected him to show up by now, threatening to kill them and take their territory. But no sign of him, not even a beaten up newsie of their own bringing a message that Bloods was mad.
Nothing.
Spot was wary. He knew Bloods wouldn't let this go. If he hadn't shown up these last few days, he'd be here in the next several. If it had been him, Spot would have attack the very next day of their meeting. But Bloods was still tricky Spot thought, even if he could kick his ass easily.
This was the reason Spot wanted Kayla to stay in Brooklyn with him. He knew she would be taken care of in Manhattan but he was still worried. He could stay there with her but he needed to be with his own newsies. They told him about their concern of Bronx. They did nothing so far, the Bronx newsies, except they would walk by and stare at them. They didn't pass the Brooklyn boundaries but would just come close enough to it and watch.
It was altogether easier if his Duchess was with him at all times. And at the moment, neither disagreed with that.
The last couple of days, Spot and Kayla did not depart from each other's sight for a moment. Everyone was indeed surprised, for Kayla did not seem like the opening type to even think about a relationship and Spot- well Spot never had a girl longer than a day. Though, the couple didn't think anything of it, they were just happy to be together.
Spot pulled Kayla tight against his side and Kayla held him tighter, smiling up at him. Her eyes twinkled as she said, "Alright then. Brooklyn it is." Spot grinned down at her as they began walking back to Spot's home with each having a slight bounce in their step.
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