Chapter 3
The next day Dottie woke up to find Spot standing over her bed in a weird manner.
"Rise an' shine da day is startin." He smirked.
She squinted her eyes. He was a weird child she thought with a laugh.
"What time is it?" She asked sitting up.
"I'se dunno but you's gotta go ta Manhattan taday." Spot told her.
She stood up and was about 4 inches shorter than him. He was just 5'6" and she was 5'2''. She was still dressed in the clothes she ran away in but her skirt was torn at the hem and had some rips in it. She bit her lip as she looked down she was a pitiful mess.
"Would you mind if I cleaned up?" She asked him.
"Naw, but you's gotta hurry." He told her as she walked up the stairs.
She had to find the washroom herself.
She finally found it and she looked in the mirror. There was smudges of dirt on her face and hands. Her blouse was no longer white but a very dark ugly color and her beautiful brown hair was all knotted up. She washed her face and hands and could finally see her normal self. Her eyes were so dark almost black because her eyes were so brown. She smiled the color had come back into her cheeks and lips and she looked so beautiful. She was finally ready to go downstairs and meet Spot again.
She glided gracefully down the stairs smiling a sweet smile and setting her charm on him. He seemed to be sorta in a shock and then stuttered, "R-Ready?"
She nodded and followed him out the door. The walk was long and they didn't talk much but every time she looked away she could feel his eyes on her. It didn't make her uncomfortable but made her feel like she was beautiful. They made it to Manhattan and the day was already cold and they could see their breath. She had to admit she didn't want to go back to Manhattan, but they had no room for her. She hated Manhattan. She used to love it but now it was just a sad scaring memory for her. Just 2 nights ago she was running away from it.
They had finally came to a large old looking building with a sign that read Newsie Lodging House. They stopped before going in and Dottie looked over at Spot.
"Do I have to go?" She asked like a child.
"Yup," He said her leading her inside.
A boy with a cowboy hat walked over to them and spit into his hand and shaked it with Spot.
"How ya doin' Jacky-Boy?"
"Same o sameo," he told them.
"Is this Dorothy?" He asked pointing at her.
Dottie got a little pissed off, (she didn't want to be there).
"First of all my names Dottie not Dorothy. Second of all I don't like to be treated as if I wasn't there and third of all it's rude to point at someone." She told him smartly.
Jack looked a little surprised but smirked and laughed.
"Ya well I'se Kelly, Jack Kelly and nice to meet you D-O-T-T-I-E," He said smirking.
She smiled in smite at him.
"De bunkrooms up dere," Spot said pointing to the stairs.
She left Jack and Spot and went up the stairs to find the girl's bunkroom, but there wasn't one. She finally found that out when she walked in. It was sorta empty but had a few guys in it. 2 of them walked up to her, but she wasn't in the mood for talking.
Downstairs
"She's aint happy ta be here is she?" Jack asked spot.
"Naw, Ms. Cotton said dat da reason why she ended up in Brooklyn was to get away from Manhattan." Spot explained.
"Oh so she was runnin' away?"
"Yea."
"But anyways Ms. Cotton said dat you's need ta keep an eye on hoir just in case da fever takes on. She don't want anyone else except Race, Blink or Mush ta loik on hoir."
"Shoih Spot," Jack said.
"I gotta be goin'," Spot said heading out the door.
Jack shook his head and walked upstairs.
Upstairs
"Heya, I'se Race and dis is Blink," One of them said pointing to the other next to him.
Dottie didn't pay any attention to them but instead ran to the window and saw Spot walk of.
She opend it up and yelled out the window, "SPOT!"
He turned around to see who called his name.
"PLEASE TAKE ME BACK TO BROOKLYN!" She called out, but he shook his head and walked off.
She turned around to see everyone was looking at her. She blushed and bit her lip and shifted to side to side. Jack was standing at the door smirking a bit and Dottie's mouth went into a straight line, and she marched over to him a little pissed, okay a lot!
"Do you think it's funny that I don't wanna be here?!?" She asked pointing a finger.
"First of all yes, second of all it's rude to point at someone!" He said mocking what she said earlier.
"Augh!!!!" She said walking out into the hall way.
He laughed.
"Just tell me where my room is?" She aksed rudely.
He pointed behind her to a room which the door that said SICK ROOM.
She looked behind her and got a little confused.
"I'm not sick though."
"We don't have any goils stayin' here an' you probably want your privacy."
She gave in and went into the room with Jack following her. She shut the door on him before he could come in.
He knocked on the door.
"Can I come in?" He asked opening.
"I guess," She said rolling her eyes.
He looked her up and down.
"Do you have any other clothes ta wear?" He asked.
"If I did do you think I'd be wearing these?" She asked sarcastically with a little laugh.
He thought for a moment and grabbed her hand.
"Where are we going?" She asked confused as he dragged her out the door.
Ya like that, I did but as always I own me and only me yes I do haha you don't own me I own me self walks out dancing
