I was happy Spot came back safe, but I decided to stay mad at him for not sending someone to tell us he was alright. I didn't want Scott to know about us, but someone had told him, possibly Spot. I thought he'd be mad at me because I know he and Spot hated each other, I could tell now they were on better terms with each other.

It seemed some of the newsies from Manhattan decided to stay, Scott being on of them. The others were Race, Bumlets, Skittery, Snoddy, and Blink. I over heard one of Brooklyn newsies, Poet, saying that Trevor might try something with the newsies in Manhattan first because some of them were here with us. Blink assured them they'd be safe since Jack was there.

In the morning I got dressed and went to see if Spot was awake. There seemed to be too many newsies and not enough bunks. Scott, Blink and Race were sleeping on the floor. I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed so loud Scott and some of the other newsies woke up.

"Whudd er ye doin Ang?" Scott asked sleepily

"Nuttin really." I said trying not to laugh. "I'm just gonna go an see if Spot's awake."

I headed towards Spot's door and looked back. Race was sitting up talking to Scott. As I reached for the door knob the door swung open.

"Mornin." Spot said slamming the door shut.

"Mornin. Are ye ready te go?"

"Actually I was gonna have ye sell wid Race an Bumlets taday." Spot walked past me. "Scott I need te talk te ye." I thought to myself Spot was acting strange. He didn't even look at me.

"S'matta?" Frit asked from behind me startling me.

"It's just me er did he ignore me?" I asked looking at Spot. He didn't notice me starring.

"It was probably just you. Besides ye know he can't resist dat cute lil face of yers." Frit laughed making faces at me.

"Remind me te neva ask ye fer advice." I walked away grinning.

"Let's go Angel!" Bumlets called from the door.

"Comin!" I yelled running to catch up to him and Race who decided to leave without me. Noticed out of the corner of my eye Spot didn't even look up to see me leave. We got our papers and started selling by the harbor. "Why did Spot have me sell wid youse two?"

They looked at each other for a moment. "No idea." they both said at once.

"Yer lyin an I know it! I'll find out soona er lata!" I quickened my pace. They followed close behind the rest of the morning.

I decided to go to the restaurant once I was done selling to see if Spot was there. Unusually he was nowhere in site. I turned to leave and bumped into Blink. "Whudds wrong Angel?" he looked worried.

"Nuttin." I answered then pushed past him.

Somehow I knew they were all in on it. They knew why Spot was acting strange and bet they wouldn't tell me. If they wouldn't tell me then I'd just find Spot myself and ask him. I know it wasn't one of the safest things, going around finding Spot alone, but I didn't care.

I looked for a while then decided he had to be at the Lodging House so I ran there as fast as I could. When I got there I found Spot talking to Race. He looked mad. I knew he had to be mad at me for walking around by myself.

"Spot! I wan-" I tried to talk to him, but once he saw me he went inside. "Wait! Spot!" I yelled at him to stop but he ignored me. I was really upset now knowing it wasn't just me. Once Spot was inside I went off on Race. "Tell me! Why won't he even look at me?" I screamed pushing him against the wall. "Ye have te know! All of ye do! Why won't ye tell me." I was hysterical. When he didn't say anything I ran into my room crying. Some had knocked on my door as soon as they saw me, but I didn't answer, not even to Scott. A few hours passed by and someone knocked on the door.

"Ang open up! It's me, Scott."

"I know who it is." I managed to say with out sounding like I had been crying. "Leave me alone."

"Ang we're just worried bout ye. C'mon out an lets talk." he pleaded.

"No I don't wanna see anyone. Go away!"

"Tell us whudds wrong."

"Ye know whudds wrong! Go away!" I ordered crying again but even harder.

Scott didn't say anything after that. I decided to sneak out of the window. I didn't want to be there anymore. Maybe, I thought, Medda could help me. I left, out the window and I climbed down the building easily. The hard part now would be getting to Medda's with out anyone seeing me, not to mention it was a long walk. It took me a while to get to the bridge, but I made it safely. I was getting sleepy walking so I decided to jog for a bit. I was now wondering if anyone had noticed I had left. While crossing the bridge I noticed some people following me. 'Oh god' I thought 'Trevor must've found me' I decided to run.

The people behind me started to run to. I slipped down an alley and hid behind some garbage. Whoever was following me stopped, "Where'd she go?" It was Morris.

"I don't know, Trevor ain't gonna be happy." I didn't know this guy.

"I'm lucky it's you whose gonna get skinned." Morris laughed.

While they were leaving the alley I slipped into another one. I was lucky it was too dark for them to see me. I ran down some more streets till I finally came to Medda's. I knocked on her door.

"Angel! What are you doing out so late?" she questioned once she saw me.

"Can I stay a while?" I asked starting to cry again.

"Of course! Come in and tell me all about it." She said me inside. I told her everything, about me and Trevor and how I was in Brooklyn with Spot. Then I told her about what happened during the morning and afternoon and that I had snuck out of the Brooklyn Lodging House. She listened to everything until I was done.

"Are you sure he did it on purpose? Spot ignoring you?" she asked concerned.

"Yea he looked at me when I came back from sellin an just left wid out sayin anythin te me, he wouldn't look at me dis morning." I said sipping some tea.

"Well when we see Jack we'll let him know your safe."

"Alright, but I don't wanna leave, I don't think I'll eva wanna leave."

"We'll discuss it with Jack alright? Maybe we can get some information out of him to let us know why Spot's acting strange. Now, time for bed."

In the morning I woke up and decided I didn't want to sell. I stayed in my room till noon.

"Angel, do you want to go to the show? Maybe it will take your mind off of things." Medda offered.

"Yea I think I'll come." I said sitting up.

"Good."

After some time when it was dark I left for her show at Irving Hall. It wasn't to dark yet which was good but by the time her show would be over it would be dark. I had to walk by myself since Medda had to get ready for the show early. By the time I got there the show already had started. I've seen Medda's shows before and I really liked them, but I couldn't stop thinking of Spot.

During the show I thought I saw Jack but I couldn't see too well since he was on the balcony. When the show ended I thought I'd better leave quickly if it was Jack I saw. I didn't want him to make me go back to Brooklyn if he saw me during the show. I left quickly. I walked towards Medda's which was kind of far to walk so I decided to jog. I stopped jogging till I got a few blocks away from Irving Hall. As I was jogging around a corner I smacked into someone. I hit him hard and we both were knocked down. I was getting up and didn't even see who it was.

"I'm really sorry I wasn't payin attention." I said trying to help him up. Then I saw who it was.

"Looks like ye are hea." Trevor smiled.

I turned in the opposite direction. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "Where dye think yer goin? We gotta talk." he said shoving me into the nearest wall and grabbing my throat. "Ye know how I feel bout odda guys in yer life."

"It's nona yer bizness!" I yelled trying to push him away.

"Don't worry I think yer new boyfriend got de message." he said loosening his grip.

"Yer de one?" I cried scratching his arm. "You made im ignore me!"

"Of course! I ain't given up me goil dat easily." He said grabbing my hand and squeezing it. It hurt like hell but I didn't say anything. I knew if I did he would just hurt me worse like he always had.

"Whudd ye say te im?" I yelled kicking him in the groin causing him to kneel.

"I didn't say anythin te im." He got up and grabbed my hair. "I didn't say anythin, I did somethin." He laughed. "Den I told im te stay away from ye. I've got people watchin ye an makin surre he ain't round."

"Yer crazy!" I spat in his face.

"Careful how ye speak te me. Crane an Knives can punish ye fer me. Ain't dat right fellas?"

"Yea we still owe her one." Knives said. I looked in the direction of his voice and saw a bunch of guys.

"Oh did I ferget te tell ye? I had em watch ye in Brooklyn." Trevor said pointing at them.

I spit in his face. "I hate ye!"