Spot woke me up after he and all the guys were ready. After I was ready we went to sell papes. We went to the harbor to sell. Spot said he sells a lot there because of all the people coming in. We sold our papers fast. Later we went to the docks. It was too early to go to the restaurant. Most of the guys were already there.

"Hey are ye Angel ?" the boy from the alley asked me.

"Yea."

"I got a message fer ye. From some kid named Trevor, I think."

"Does he know I'm hea?" I asked.

"Angel calm down." Spot said holding my hand.

"No he told me te find ye so I asked Jack. I'm not supposed te tell im yer hea, I know already." the boy sighed. "Alright he said he'll find ye soona er lata. He also said he's got people watchin fer ye. An dey'll let im know if dey find ye."

"Do me a fava alright? Tell im te lay off an leave her alone. An she ain't his." Spot said.

"Alright, oh I almost fergot, he has a message fer you too. He said ye betta not get involved wid her an if ye do he'll make surre ye neva help anyone." the kid was a little frightened.

"Dat kid don't know who he's messin wid!" Spot said angrily.

"Yer right, it sounds different den it actually is." Sketch said in amazement. "No one's eva threatened Spot an gotten away wid it."

"You've been threatened befoa?" I asked astonished.

"Yea, but not often." Spot answered.

"Ye know mebe I changed me mind. I think I'll help ye out." Sketch was grinning. "Besides no one messes wid our leada an gets away wid it."

The boy left to deliver our message. He promised not to tell where I was. He was going to also tell Jack and Scott we made it ok.

"Well now since dats taken care of, anymora of ye wanna help out?" Frit walked out of the crowd

"So I guess yer not against helping?" I asked him.

"Nah besides ye two look good tageda." Frit winked. It looked like Spot began to blush, but thought I was imagining it. Most of the guys changed their mind of not helping me.

While getting ready for bed I wondered if Scott told Spot I liked him. I decided to tell Spot since he went through all the trouble to put up with me.

"Hey Spot?" I asked as he walked into the room. "Can I tell ye somethin?"

"Yea surre." he smiled.

"Ye know I told ye I wasn't goin te tell ye who I liked?" I stopped, he nodded. "Well I couldn't tell ye cuz I was kinda embarrassed an noives."

"Hmm now dis sounds interesting." he said laying down on the bed.

"I couldn't tell ye cuz de whole time it was you I liked."

"I feel kinda bad telling ye dis, but Scott already told me. Hearin dat made me happy. Don't feel bad, I like ye too."

"Ye do?" I asked stunned.

"Well yea, yer cute, funny, an just so irresistible." he laughed pinching my cheecks.

"I ain't surre I believe ye."

"Why not?" he stopped laughing and looked serious.

"Ye ain't jokin bout dis are ye?"

"No why would I joke bout somethin like dis?"

"I guess yer right. From whudd I know ye wouldn't joke bout somethin like dis."

Before Spot could say anything, the door was opened by a newsie I haven't met yet. He motioned for Spot and Spot got up as they whispered to each other.

"Already?" Spot questioned him and he nodded. "C'mere Angel, we gots te show ye somethin." Spot said leaving the room.

"Whudd is it?" I followed.

"Well I know how ye feel like yer botherin me by sleepin in me room and we all decided te change oua minds bout you sleepin alone. So I had de guys clean out a room we've kept locked up. Not te mention yer gonna be hea a while." he said leading me to the room.

"I didn't know ye had anudda room." I said astounded.

"Well one a de bunks were blockin de door so ye probably couldn't see de door."

"Ye had em do dis fer me?"

"Well kinda, see I wanned ye outta me room too." Spot joked.

"Thanks." I said giving him a hug. "But I still feel bad. Ye did all dis woik an I got no way te repay ye guys."

"Ye ain't gotta repay us." Frit smiled.

"Dis is comin from de guy I thought hated me." I laughed.

"I did, but I got ova it." he playfully punched me.

"Glad ye like it. Let's get some sleep now. I'm also happy I got me bed back." Spot smiled.

The room was a decent size and had a bed and a chair. I liked it very much.

I got up pretty early and got ready fast. Everyone was was still asleep. By the time they woke up I'd been up for half an hour. Spot came to wake me up but didn't know I was already awake.

"So yer up." he said walking in.

"Yea I've been up fer a while." I said looking up from the chair by the window.

"Ye ok?"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"Alright, if ye say so."

Me, Spot, and Sketch decided to sell together. We got our papes and sold at the harbor. As usual we went to the restaurant then to the docks afterward. When we got to the docks two kids were fighting.

"Break it up! Break it up!" Spot yelled pulling them apart. "Whudds goin on?!" he demanded.

I've never seen Spot this mad before so it scared me. "Is he gonna be alright?" I asked Sketch.

"Yea, just watch."

Spot took a good look at the two of that were fighting. "Whudd happened?" he yelled at once. I barely recognized Frit. It didn't surprise me he had been fighting. He seemed like the type so it didn't bother me. "Frit whudd er ye doin?" Spot yelled in his face.

"Nuttin." Frit's expression was bitter.

"An you!" Spot yelled at the other who tried attacking him, but was held back by two other newsies. "Whudd er ye doin hea?" I couldn't see the other's face so I couldn't tell who it was. "Answa me!" Spot yelled. "How'd ye get hea? Ye shouldn't even have come hea! We don't like yer kind. Ye got it?"

"Like I told ye in me message I'll find her. I know she's hea if yer hea." Trevor snarled.

Spot then whispered to Frit then turned back to Trevor. "I don't care whudd yer message said. She ain't gonna be yer goil cuz she's already mine." Spot said in a hard tone.

"Angel." Frit whispered behind me. "C'mon Spot told me te get ye away from hea."

"Yea bu-"

"Don't worry he can't do nuttin te Spot wid everyone round. He can take care of himself."

"Well in dat case I'm comin too." Sketch now pushing me out of the crowd.

Angel! Ye can't hide fereva!" I heard Trevor yell.

"Shudd up!" Spot yelled at him.

Before we left I saw Spot must've punched Trevor because he was on his knees gasping for air.

"So dat was Trevor huh?" Sketch asked.

"Yea." I sighed shaking. "Ye don't think he saw me do ye?"

"Nah derre were too many people." Sketch assured me putting his arm around my shoulders. "So yer Spot's goil huh?"

"Actually I don't know. He was probably just sayin it." I said blushing.

"Well ye seem te like de idea." Frit laughed.

"Ye ok? He didn't hoit ye dat bad did he." I asked changing the subject.

"Nah I almost soaked im good, but den Spot stopped us." Frit sounded sad.

"I can see why yer afraid of im. He can't beat up guys like Frit hea, but he could do plenty te a goil like yerself." Sketch said.

"Tell me bout it." I said when I really wanted to say 'Like I didn't know.'

We arrived shortly at the Lodging House. We sat and played cards for a while in my room. Good thing we didn't play for money or else I would have been broke by the second game.