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Spot didn't talk to Ace for days after that exchange. He gave him dark looks and he wouldn't come near me either. I could see why people ran from Spot now. He was terrifying. He often took off for days without notice and left Ace or Skipper in charge. It was during one of those times that Star showed up. She had long blonde hair, clinging to her body in the rain and dark blue eyes that looked like little stars. Ace told me Spot had dated Star awhile back and kicked her out. Now she needed help and he wasn't going to turn her out in the storm.
She sat down next to me and when she spoke it was with an English accent that surprised me. "Hello. I'm Star. Ace told me Spot took a fancy to you?"
"Well...I don't know..."
"In that case, if he ever does, stay away from him. He's certainly not worth your time."
I frowned. He had taken me in, I owed him. "I owe Spot my life. And my future."
"It doesn't matter. He's a 'skirt chaser' as you Americans coined it."
I stood up. "I won't listen to the chatter of some English bitch!"
Ace, Crash, and Skipper all came toward me. I continued on the rant. "I won't listen to someone talk about my friend like that! You have absolutely no right to come in here and bad mouth the leader! He kicked you out for a reason and you come back seeking help. What do they do? They let you in! Why? I have no idea but you quite obviously don't know your place in life! You are below him and Ace and Crash and Skipper! Go back to the hell hole you came from!"
Ace stared. "Whoa..."
Star stood up too. "You, my naïve and lost little friend, don't know who you are getting involved with. You obviously come from high society and have no idea what part of New York you are in! You are defending a monster! You're probably from Greenwich village or something while I came from White Chapel, London! Stay away from Jem! You don't know what you're doing or who you are going after! He can't love anymore rich girl! He never will again!"
Ace pushed her back into her seat. "Listen up, Star. I didn't have ta let ya in but I did. An' I'm gonna get me ass kicked for it but I'll take it. Ya know why? Because I always liked ya. I thought Jem shoulda stayed wit ya! I don't want ya bad talkin' me family! I don't!"
Star pouted. "You like me?"
Crash doubled over in laughter. Ace froze. "Not like dat...I mean...I like ya as a friend...not a love interest...I..."
Star giggled. "That's what I meant, silly!"
Ace turned bright red and mumbled while fidgeting. I smiled. "You DO like her! Oh Luke you're a horrible liar!"
Ace frowned. "I don't! Stop it!"
Star stood up and put an arm over his shoulders. "Well, we'll have to see how this works out, won't we?" She put a kiss on his cheek and then walked upstairs. Ace was as red as the suspenders his brother wore.
Spot came home later that night and I was still sitting up downstairs. What Star had said and how I replied had put thoughts about him into my head. I had never thought about being attracted to Spot...he was a friend. That's all he could ever be and all I could allow him to ever be. "Spot? That you?"
He sat down next to me. "Yeah...why ya still up?"
"I was thinking..."
"About what? Me?" If only he knew.
"About everything. I mean, there is a girl here..."
"Who? What's her name?"
I shrugged... "Star..."
"Star?! Star is back?! Fuck! Who let her in?"
"Ace did...look Spot, she said something..."
"She says a lot 'a things. She's a bitch."
"She said you had me here because you took interest in me."
"I didn't...I just didn't want ya ta freeze or get raped by Jake Pulitzer. I mean, I know I said, dat night I was drunk, dat I had lied ta ya...but I didn't. I really do think all dat stuff."
"Well, that's good. She said you were no good and I got pissed. I went off on her and yelled. I told her she had no right to..."
Spot leaned forward and kissed me lightly. "Thanks. For defendin' me when I wasn't heah. But ain't comin' aftah ya like dat. I promise."
I smiled half-heartedly because in truth...I think I wanted him to come after me. He stood up to leave. "Jeremy, wait!"
He stopped. "Yeah?"
"If you ever did...I wouldn't get mad at you..."
He smiled and sat back down. "Is dat an offer?"
"An offer?" I was scared now. "I'm not offering sex! I'm not!"
"I didn't mean dat!" He jumped backward awkwardly. "I meant is dat an offer for me ta...pursue ya...as more of a friend?"
I shrugged and looked down at my lap. He tilted my face up and in his eyes was a question. "Is it?" I still couldn't find my voice to speak. He kissed me again. "Spencer?"
I nodded quickly. "Yes...I suppose it is..."
"Den can I kiss ya again?"
I smiled and shrugged. "Do you want to?"
He responded in another kiss. "I gotta go ta bed now, Spence. I want ya to go upstairs ta da goils' bunkroom and get some sleep. We gotta sell tomorrow..."
A/N-Duck, Ace will get his girl. I promise. Bye bye. Hope you like it.
Spot didn't talk to Ace for days after that exchange. He gave him dark looks and he wouldn't come near me either. I could see why people ran from Spot now. He was terrifying. He often took off for days without notice and left Ace or Skipper in charge. It was during one of those times that Star showed up. She had long blonde hair, clinging to her body in the rain and dark blue eyes that looked like little stars. Ace told me Spot had dated Star awhile back and kicked her out. Now she needed help and he wasn't going to turn her out in the storm.
She sat down next to me and when she spoke it was with an English accent that surprised me. "Hello. I'm Star. Ace told me Spot took a fancy to you?"
"Well...I don't know..."
"In that case, if he ever does, stay away from him. He's certainly not worth your time."
I frowned. He had taken me in, I owed him. "I owe Spot my life. And my future."
"It doesn't matter. He's a 'skirt chaser' as you Americans coined it."
I stood up. "I won't listen to the chatter of some English bitch!"
Ace, Crash, and Skipper all came toward me. I continued on the rant. "I won't listen to someone talk about my friend like that! You have absolutely no right to come in here and bad mouth the leader! He kicked you out for a reason and you come back seeking help. What do they do? They let you in! Why? I have no idea but you quite obviously don't know your place in life! You are below him and Ace and Crash and Skipper! Go back to the hell hole you came from!"
Ace stared. "Whoa..."
Star stood up too. "You, my naïve and lost little friend, don't know who you are getting involved with. You obviously come from high society and have no idea what part of New York you are in! You are defending a monster! You're probably from Greenwich village or something while I came from White Chapel, London! Stay away from Jem! You don't know what you're doing or who you are going after! He can't love anymore rich girl! He never will again!"
Ace pushed her back into her seat. "Listen up, Star. I didn't have ta let ya in but I did. An' I'm gonna get me ass kicked for it but I'll take it. Ya know why? Because I always liked ya. I thought Jem shoulda stayed wit ya! I don't want ya bad talkin' me family! I don't!"
Star pouted. "You like me?"
Crash doubled over in laughter. Ace froze. "Not like dat...I mean...I like ya as a friend...not a love interest...I..."
Star giggled. "That's what I meant, silly!"
Ace turned bright red and mumbled while fidgeting. I smiled. "You DO like her! Oh Luke you're a horrible liar!"
Ace frowned. "I don't! Stop it!"
Star stood up and put an arm over his shoulders. "Well, we'll have to see how this works out, won't we?" She put a kiss on his cheek and then walked upstairs. Ace was as red as the suspenders his brother wore.
Spot came home later that night and I was still sitting up downstairs. What Star had said and how I replied had put thoughts about him into my head. I had never thought about being attracted to Spot...he was a friend. That's all he could ever be and all I could allow him to ever be. "Spot? That you?"
He sat down next to me. "Yeah...why ya still up?"
"I was thinking..."
"About what? Me?" If only he knew.
"About everything. I mean, there is a girl here..."
"Who? What's her name?"
I shrugged... "Star..."
"Star?! Star is back?! Fuck! Who let her in?"
"Ace did...look Spot, she said something..."
"She says a lot 'a things. She's a bitch."
"She said you had me here because you took interest in me."
"I didn't...I just didn't want ya ta freeze or get raped by Jake Pulitzer. I mean, I know I said, dat night I was drunk, dat I had lied ta ya...but I didn't. I really do think all dat stuff."
"Well, that's good. She said you were no good and I got pissed. I went off on her and yelled. I told her she had no right to..."
Spot leaned forward and kissed me lightly. "Thanks. For defendin' me when I wasn't heah. But ain't comin' aftah ya like dat. I promise."
I smiled half-heartedly because in truth...I think I wanted him to come after me. He stood up to leave. "Jeremy, wait!"
He stopped. "Yeah?"
"If you ever did...I wouldn't get mad at you..."
He smiled and sat back down. "Is dat an offer?"
"An offer?" I was scared now. "I'm not offering sex! I'm not!"
"I didn't mean dat!" He jumped backward awkwardly. "I meant is dat an offer for me ta...pursue ya...as more of a friend?"
I shrugged and looked down at my lap. He tilted my face up and in his eyes was a question. "Is it?" I still couldn't find my voice to speak. He kissed me again. "Spencer?"
I nodded quickly. "Yes...I suppose it is..."
"Den can I kiss ya again?"
I smiled and shrugged. "Do you want to?"
He responded in another kiss. "I gotta go ta bed now, Spence. I want ya to go upstairs ta da goils' bunkroom and get some sleep. We gotta sell tomorrow..."
A/N-Duck, Ace will get his girl. I promise. Bye bye. Hope you like it.