The morning was basically the same as all the others. I got up early and got ready. I waited for Spot when I was done. We went to the Distribution Center and got our papes and sold the whole afternoon. When we got to Tibby's everyone was different around me. Race and Blink talked to me for a while and we joked around. We've never really done that before. I suspected Scott must've told them all about Trevor. Scott came in the restaurant in a rush. He and Jack came over where I was sitting.

"Ang! C'mon lets get out a hea." he said pulling me from the seat.

"S'matta?'

"I'll tell ye lata."

"While he was pulling me to the door someone came in. I recognized him immediately. It was Trevor.

"Angel. I told ye I'd find ye." he snickered.

"Whudd ye want?" I asked nervously.

"Aw c'mon ye know why I'm hea." He said grabbing my wrist.

"Leave her alone!" Scott said pushing Trevor out of the way. "C'mon Ang, we're leavin."

"Where dye think yer goin?" Trevor asked grabbing my brother's shoulder.

"Whudd ye think yer doin?" Blink asked getting in Trevor's face.

"Oscar was right, ye gots people." Trevor said still in Blink's face.

"Whudds goin on?" Jack asked pushing thorough the crowd of newsies who gathered around. "You! Leave now!" Jack ordered.

"Don't worry I'm goin,. I just wanned te see Angel's beautiful face again." he smiled reaching for my face, but I moved away. "I didn't feel like waitin anymore." Then he left.

"Is dat why ye wanned te leave?" I asked turning to Scott.

"I thought if I got ye te leave before he came ye wouldn't had te see im." Scott looked down at me.

"You guys alright?" Jack asked.

"Yea we're fine." I said leaving the restaurant.

"Wait up!" Spot yelled with Scott following not far behind. "Ye surre yer ok?"

"Who wouldn't?" I asked looking away.

"Ye don't have te hide it Ang. I know yer scared, I would be too if he'd done dat te me an I were you." Scott said catching up.

"I don't wanna talk bout it." I said avoiding eye contact.

Tears began to well up in my eyes. I was still afraid of Trevor. We walked to the Lodging House. I didn't look at anyone the whole way there. When we reached the bunk room I didn't want anyone to know I had been crying.

"She alright?" Race asked as I walked to my room.

"I don't know so, not afta seein Trevor."

"Anythin we can do?" Mush asked walkin over.

"I don't know." Scott told them both.

"Well we gotta do something." Race said.

"I know!" Scott said suddenly. "Spot come ova hea!"

"Whudd is it?" Spot growled.

"I think ye might be able te do something fer me. Try an talk te Angel. She won't talk te any of us bout Trevor, mebe you can get trough te her."

"She seemed upset last time I talked bout im wid her. I don't like seein her cry. Mebe we should back off fer now." Spot said worriedly."

"It won't do any te wait. It looks like Trevor might be hea fer a while."

"Why me?" Spot asked suddenly.

"Ye sleep in her room right?"

"Whoa! Whoa! Wait a minute! He sleeps in her room? She don't even want me in her room." Skittery yelled from his bunk.

"Why does he get ta sleep in her room?" Snoddy asked upset.

"So whudd I've slept in her room. I like it in derre it's quiet." Spot defended himself.

"Ye might be de only one te get trough te her. Besides if I tell ye her lil secret will ye do it fer her?"

"Ye mean who she likes?" Crutchy asked disapprovingly.

"Yea, but only Spot. And if I tell ye," Scott pointed at Spot, "Ye betta not tell no one er lat her know I told ye."

"Fine wit me." Spot smiled.

"Let us know!" Sharpshooter begged.

"Yea we wanna know too!" Skittery and Pie-Eater nagged.

"Quiet guys." Jack said. "She told ye she'd tell de rest of ye guys when she's ready. Ye wouldn't like it if I told her a secret of yours would ye Blink? Or how bout you Skittery? If he's telling Spot fer a good reason don't ye think it's probably worth waitin? It might help her not be noives te tell ye guys."

"Yea yer right." Blink agreed.

"C'mon Spot lets go on de roof so we can talk."

"Alright." Spot followed.

"So heas how it is. Ye know she likes a newsie, but whudd ye don't know is dat she likes you. Too bad ye didn't notice." Scott spilled the beans.

"Seriously?" Spot asked. Scott nodded. "Whoa yer not jokin. An de whole time I thought it was Jack." Spot replied noticeably shocked.

"She acts different round you. Didn't ye notice? Besides yer de only one she let in her room except me and Kev."

"Nope, I wasn't looking fer de signs."

"Yer gonna do it er not?"

"Yea I guess I will." Spot headed for the stairs.

"Spot...Whudd ye think of Angel?" Scott asked turning around.

"I'll get back te ye on dat." Spot winked.

"Hey, ye break her heart! She might not act it but she's fragile bout dese things since Trevor happened te her."

"Don't worry ye can count on me. Promise."

As I was getting ready for bed there was a knock on the door. "Hey Angel, can I come in?" Spot asked.

"Yea hold on a sec." I answered walking to the door. "Ye don't usually knock." I said to Spot's grinning face.

"Whudd ye mean? I knocked de foist nite I slept in hea." he grinned wider. "So ye ok bout Trevor?" his expression became serious.

"Yea I'll be fine." I said looking at the window.

"Ye don't seem fine."

"Well I am."

"Look ye can't keep pretendin fereva." Spot said grabbing my arm.

"I don't know whudd yer talking bout." I said avoiding his eyes.

"Den why won't ye look at me?" he asked furiously.

"Why do all of ye keep insistin on bringin Trevor up?" I asked crying looking into his eyes.

"Cuz we wanna help ye." Spot insisted. "I don't like te see ye suffa like dis. I only wanna help."

For a while there was silent except for me crying. "Spot?.. I'm scared." I admitted at last. "Whudds gonna happen te me?"

"We're leavin tomarrow fer Brooklyn. Don't worry Trevor won't find ye derre." Spot said sitting next to me.

"Ye surre?" I asked tearfully.

"Yea promise." he winked. "Ye still ok?"

"I'm betta now." I tried to smile.

"Good. I don't like seein ye sad." He laughed hugging me. I started to blush then he released me. "Guess its time fer bed." He climbed on the top bunk." G'nite."

"G'nite Spot., an thanks fer everythin." I smiled up at him.

The night was rough. I couldn't stop thinking of my meeting with Trevor. I wondered how he found me. How did the Delancey's find him? And did they know about me and Trevor? My mind stuck on this through most of the night.