A while later we heard laughing. The guys were back already and they were plenty noisy.

"Hey so did ye see de look on his face when Spot told im Angel was his goil?" someone asked coming up the stairs.

"So are ye two actually goin out?" Someone else asked.

"Actually I haven't asked her yet." I recognized Spot's voice.

"So ye weren't really lyin?" I heard another ask.

"Aw Angel's blushin." Frit mocked looking at me when we heard everyone.

"Shuddup!" I yelled looking away embarrassed.

"Whudd er ye gonna say if he asks?" Sketch questioned.

"I ain't surre."

Frit and Sketch both left the room to see Spot. "Dat Trevor don't seem so tough." Frit bragged.

"How's Angel?" Spot asked sounding concerned.

"She seems fine now. So at de docks whudd ye mean by she's yer goil?" Sketch asked.

"Did she say anything?"

"Nah, mebe ye should talk te her." Frit suggested.

"Yer right." Spot opened the door to my room. "Hey Angel." he walked in.

"Hey." I smiled.

"Let's go fer a walk. I wanna talk te ye." he opened the door for me.

As I walked out, most of the guys kept looking at us as we walked to the stairs. The guys were mostly quiet except for their whispering. We walked outside to talk.

"I guess ye saw Trevor."

"No, but I hoid im. I didn't know it was Trevor at foist. How'd ye know it was Trevor?"

"I saw im de day at de restaurant."

"Oh right, thanks fer standin up te im fer me."

"Can I ask ye something?"

"Of course."

"Well since we told each odda we like each odda, wanna mebe be me goil? But if it's too soon den I can wait."

"Yes, I'll be yer goil." I said embarrassed.

"Ye will?" Spot asked shocked. "I thought you'd say no cuz of Trevor."

"I hoid ye tell im I was yer goil."

"Ye did?"

"Yea an it made me happy. Just cuz whudd happened wid Trevor don't mean it'll happen te me an you." I smiled.

We walked for a while then came back to the Lodging House. We came in and the guys were standing in a crowd.

"Did ye ask Spot?" Sharpshooter asked.

"Yea." Spot answered with a straight face.

"Whudd she say?" some of them asked impatiently.

"Ask her yerself." they all looked at me.

"Whudd ye think, should I tell em er not?" I asked looking down.

"C'mon tell us! Ye betta've said yes!" Sketch said.

"Tell em." Spot nudged me.

"Alright." I sighed then smiled. "I told im yes."

"Ye had us scared fer a moment an thought ye told im no." Frit smiled. "So did ye kiss her Spot?" he joked.

"Yea well I'm tired. G'nite Spot." I said leaving them to talk.

All night I heard them talking about me and Spot. Spot went to bed not long after I did. I had a hard time sleeping with all that had happened during the day.

When I woke up, Spot was already awake.

"So yer up eili." I said to Spot sitting in the chair across my bed.

"Mornin." he smiled. "I'll let ye got ready." then he left. I couldn't help but smile to myself. I got ready fast and sat with Spot in his room.

"How long were ye in me room?"

"Not long. I went te see if youse was awake. When I saw ye weren't I sat down an afta a few minutes ye woke up. Ye know yer cute when yer sleepin." he smiled.

"Mebe next time I'll get de chance te see how cute youse are when yer sleepin." I smiled back.

"Mebe." he laughed. "Oh I fergot, we're meetin Christina at de restaurant taday."

"Was dat de goil you an Jack was talking bout?"

"Yea, she waned te see me."

"Hey Spot." some kid yelled popping his head through the door. "Sorry if I'm interruptin anything special." he winked at me.

"Oh no, not at all. Whudd is it?" Spot answered.

"Uuhh, Frit waned te know if I could go instead of im."

"Surre, Angel, dis is Demon. Demon you already know Angel. Well I guess we'd betta get goin if we wanna meet Christina."