Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies Disney does!! I own Sparks, Knots owns Knots and C.M Higgins owns Milkshake.

Spot and Brandie headed away from the docks. Spot had made sure that she followed him and carried half of the papers. "Listen Spot. I am not a slave I don't even have to be here right now." Brandie said stopping in her tracks.

"Well den go ahead leave. No ones holdin ya here. I just thought you'd like a place to stay. Guess I guessed wrong." Spot said stopping and turning to face her, and flashing her a smirk.

Brandie stood there dumbfounded. She had expected him to get mad and make her stay. She was half hoping he would maker her stay, because she really had no other place to go. Fact was that Brandie had a small thing growing for Spot, even if it had only been a few hours since they first met. She scowled at his smirk, his unmistakably handsome smirk.

"Dats what I thought." He continued to walk, and just like he predicted she would, Brandie followed.

The two headed towards the Brooklyn Bridge.

" Conlon, that is the way to Manhattan it isn't Brooklyn 'territory' anymore." She said acting as if Spot was one of the stupidest boys she had ever met.

"I tink I knows dat goily. So how about you shut your big mouth and just walk." Spot shouted angrily. "Didn't anyone ever tell ya to listen to Spot Conlon and not ask questions or make it seem like I'se is stupid?!"

Brandie thought it would be best just to stay quiet and follow Spot to where ever he was going.

They walked across the bridge, Spot called out all sorts of headlines, that Brandie didn't actually see in the paper but didn't dare ask why. For whatever reason though, people would stop to buy the papers from him and carry on their way. By the time they had reached the other end of the bridge Spot had nearly sold all of his papers and it had to be getting close to lunchtime.

" Alrighty miss know it all. Dis here is where a bunch of me pals live. I thought dat since you is gonna be a Newsie dat it be best for ya to get to know all the Manhattan boys too." Spot said turning around to face her.

"And what makes you think that I actually want to be a 'Newsie'?" Brandie said coldly.

Spot raised an eyebrow. "You want to go back to dat step mom of yours?"

Brandie looked as if she was about to say something but stopped and looking down she quietly said, "No."

" Didn't tink so." Spot said smiling. "So yous gonna be a Newsie or not?"

"I......I guess so. But I am not going to be your slave the entire time or your whore." She said standing her ground against the great leader.

Spot just smirked and continued to walk. There was something about the girl that had drawn him to her. He found her a challenge and unlike all the other girls, she didn't drool over him, although he wouldn't mind it if she did He glanced back over his shoulder to see her mumbling under her breathe, about him no doubt. He decided to ignore it and continued on ward to where he knew Jack Kelly would be selling.

As they rounded the corner they could hear a young male voice yelling over the voices of the bustling people of Manhattan.

"EXTRY EXTRY, BOY FALLS INTO WELL FULL OF PORONAS!" the vice rang.

A few people stopped to buy a paper from the handsome young boy. He was very handsome, his brown hair fell into his honey brown eyes. His face had a strong structure to it which man him look like he could take on the world.

"Heya Jacky boy, hows it rollin?" Spot said spitting in his hand and extending it for Jack to shake.

Jack did the same and the two boys shook hands and then patted the other on the back. The two exchanged a quiet conversation that Brandie couldn't make out, and then suddenly Spot called to her.

"Hey Brandie come here." Spot bellowed at her.

She walked over her head held high in the air. She made sure to take her time, it made her laugh inside to see Spot get angry.

"Hurry up goil, what is ya a turtle?" Spot said angrily.

Brandie just looked at him. A small smile creeping across her face. Spot shot her a glare and then just shook his head.

"Jack dis here is Brandie, Brandie, Jack Kelly Manhattans best Newsie." Spot said introducing the two.

"So yous is the newest addition to Brooklyn's crew?" Jack said extending his hand for a spit shake.

Brandie thought it would be best to go along with the boys way of saying hi, so she did the same.

"ya I guess so." She said rather coldly.

"Well yous shure don't look like a Newsie. Yous is wearin a pretty nice looking dress der." Jack said pointing to the gown that Brandie was wearing. It was long and flowing and a very pale blue.

"yea well I ran away and Spot here decided to make it his job to see that I was alright." She said giving Spot a very sarcastic 'thank you' smile.

"Well I was just about to take me break and go eat lunch. Yous two wanna join me at Tibby's?" Jack asked.

"I tink we'se will Jacky boy. What ya say Brandie? Care for some food?" Spot said smirking his incredibly irresistible smirk.

"I am not hungry. But maybe a drink would be nice." Brandie said.

"Ahh Spot I tink you better work on her speech a little. She sounds like one hoity toity broad to me." Jack said.

Spot smiled "yea yea Jacky boy, I will. But now it's time for some lunch."

The three of them headed over to Tibby's. It was only around the corner from where Jack was selling. They walked in the door, it was a small quaint little place, however there was hardly anyone there.

"Hmm guess I beat 'em all again." Jack said a triumphant smile upon his face. "So what'll ya have Spot?"

"A ham sandwich.'

" Alright and what about you goily?"

"The name is Brandie and I'll have a milkshake please." Brandie replied.

"Ok ok don't get bent outta shape." Jack said.

He placed everyone's orders and when their food finally arrived other Newsies were starting to fill the restaurant. The two boys eat their sandwiches as if someone was gonna steal them, and Brandie gulped down her milkshake.

"I think I'll have another." She hollered to the waiter.

Spot just looked at her a blank expression across his face. "yous is payin for dat milkshake. Got dat."

Brandie nodded.

By the time the boys were ready to go Brandie had drunken almost four milkshakes.

"All righty goily dats your limit. I'se is cutting you off." Spot said grabbing her arm.

"Fine I don't think I could afford another one anyways."

All the boys around the table laughed.

"So does she gotta Newsie name yet?" One of them yelled out.

"A what?" Brandie asked confused

"No not yet." Spot bellowed back. "Any of yous lugs got any ideas?"

"I say you call her Mouth." Someone yelled out.

"Nah dats davvy's name." Jack called back. "How about Milkshake? Seein how she seems to like 'em so much."

"Y ea I agree to dat one." A bunch of the boys called out.

" Sounds good ta me." Spot said smiling his oh so charming smile. " What ya say Brandie?"

Brandie sat and looked around the restaurant. "I say......... dats one hell of a name!" she yelled.

All the boys hooted and hollered. Milkshake couldn't help but laugh, and it was then that she finally noticed that every now and then Spot's eyes would wonder her way. She blushed.

A.N- Well I finally got the next chapter up! Hehe I hope you liked it. I did my best with Spot I have a lot of trouble writing him cause I want him to be all sweet at times! Lol ! anyway read and review and I hope to talk to you guys later on!! Much Luv goily's!

Sparks