Jack, Race and Kevin left to sell their papes and I decided to go with Spot to Brooklyn since he had asked and I had nothing else to do.

"Spot d'ye like bein a newsie?" I asked as we headed for the Brooklyn Bridge.

"Yea I do. So whudds it like ta have a brodda actin like yer fadda?" He asked curiously.

"Actually its kinda annoyin now. I mean I know he's just watchin out fer me, but I don't need anudda dad."

"Whudd's Scott doin? I'm surprised he ain't hea wit ye."

"He really didn't have a choice. We left im an he was still sleepin." I laughed.

Spot started to laugh too. "Dye do dat often?"

"Only when I can get away wid it." I answered still laughing.

We walked for what seemed like hours till we reached the Brooklyn Bridge. I enjoyed talking to Spot very much.

"Have ye eva been te Brooklyn?"

"No I ain't neva been outta Manhattan. Whudds it like ova in Brooklyn.?" I asked as we walked across the bridge.

"I think you'll like it, its nice. I can't wait te get back. I'll show ye de newsies, derre not as nice an Manhattan, but derre good guys once ye get te know em."

We reached the Brooklyn newsies Lodging House not long after we got to the bridge. The newsies were playing on the docks near the Lodging House.

"Hey I got a great idea, hea put dis hat on so ye look like a boy." Spot handed me his hat.

"I look enough like a boy I don't need te look anymora like one." I said as he brushed his hand through his hair.

"Just do it!" he ordered grinning.

"Ugh! Alright but ye betta do something fer me in return." I smiled putting his hat on hiding my hair.

"Ey guys I'm back." Spot announced walking up to the group of boys. "I was wit Jack last nite. And hea is me new friend."

"Ye gotta be kiddin. He's shorter den I am." one of them said to Spot looking me up and down. "How old er ye?" he asked me. I didn't answer and turned away ignoring him. "Hey you! I asked ye a question!" he yelled obviously annoyed. "Whudd er ye...def?" he asked this time pushing me a little.

"No I ain't def." I said as I shoved him off the docks and he splashed into the icy water.

Everyone was surprised that I pushed him. "Ya shouldn't have done dat." one of them said as he watched the guy come out of the water. "Ye really ticked im off. It was nice knowin youse were alive." he said now starring at me.

"C'mon I'll show ye round." Spot offered. I started to follow him. Just then I felt someone's wet hand on my arm and he spun me around. When he did Spot's hat fell off me head. It was the guy I pushed off of the docks.

"Ey it's a goil!" one of them shouted.

"I wonder whudd he's gonna do. I've neva seen im hit a goil before." another said quietly.

"I ain't gonna hit a goil." the boy in front of me said. He burst out laughing. "Ye got me good Spot." he said spit shaking hands with Spot. "I know it was you, dis is yer hat." He picked up Spot's hat "Yer lucky yer a goil." he turned to me "I woulda soaked ye good."

I warned back. "I might not be strong but I can give ye a good one."

"Ha ha I wanna see ye try it." he laughed.

Spot stepped up to him. "Ye betta watch whucha say er I'm gonna soak ye." I thought he winked at me but I might have been seeing things. "Dis is Frit." he smiled.

"Lets go n get somethin te eat." Frit suggested to Spot.

"Youse hungry?" Spot asked turning to me.

It was then that I realized it was past noon and I hadn't eaten anything all day. "Yea actually I am."

"Good c'mon we're gonna go eat." he said leading the way.

"But where're we goin? I ain't got no money." I tugged on his arm.

"Cut dat out. Don't worry I'll pay." That was all Spot said till we got to the restaurant.

"Ye surre ye wanna pay?" I asked nervously once we got there.

"Yea mah treat." He said sitting down at a booth. "Besides I thought ye said I'd have ta do somethin fer ye."

I sat down across from him noticing that all the other newsies starring at us. "I don't like dis." I said looking at all the faces around us.

"Don't worry de guys ain't dat bad." Two guys came to sit with us. "Dis is Tricks an Sharpshooter." Spot said as they sat down. "Guys dis is Angel."

We went back to the docks once we were done eating with the rest of the newsies. I noticed then that it was getting dark.

"Spot I kinda think I should get goin." I stopped looking at the sky.

"In de dark? No way. Youse gots te stay widd us to nite." he said sternly.

"But mah broddas probably mad cuz I stayed out de whole day!" I protested the best I could.

"I'll walk ye home in de mornin. Youse is gonna stay in mah room to nite, I don't trust de boys wicha." he said looking at them and ignoring what I had said.

"Bu-"

"No buts an dats final. Ye could get hoit in de night walkin by yerself since youse is a goil an all."

I decided to stay and not argue about it any longer. I knew if I did Spot would win anyways. I went into Spot's room as soon as we got to the Lodging House. I felt bad for taking his room. Exhausted from the long day I climbed onto Spot's bed and laid down starring at the ceiling. As I was laying someone knocked on the door, giving a long sigh I then got up to answer the door.

"Ye betta be gettin some sleep." it was Spot. "We're gettin up eilia te walk ye back te Manhattan."

"Alright. Umm why did ye bring me hea? Not dat I didn't enjoy taday." I added quickly.

Spot walked over to his bed "Well I guess I'll tell ye. Yer lil brodda said I should bring ye while ye were talkin te Jack. He said he wanned ye te have fun." Spot looked up at me as he sat on his bed.

"So he actually wanned me te leave? He's usually mad if I'm not widd im."

"He said he'd also talk te Scott an make surre ye don't get in any trouble, er try ta at least. Well anyways ye should get some sleep." Spot said standing up "G'nite." he smiled.

"G'nite." I replied as he left the room.