"Get up sunshine!" Spot hollered at me while I tried to stay in bed. He was about to get up

"Wait!" I said pulling him back down.

"Aaahh! Whudd er ye tryin te do? Kill me." he laughed.

"But yer so warm!" I said trying to convince him I was too tired to get up.

"Ooohh no. No yer not doin it!"

"Pleeaassee!!"

"I know ye ain't tryin te skip a day of sellin are ye?"

"But I don wanna get up." I tried again.

"Hea ye ain't gotta get up." He said picking me up.

"Aaahh no! No! I'll get up!" I screamed. He walked over to the tub still holding me. I noticed there was water in the tub "Spot no!" I yelled he stopped just as he was about to drop me in.

"Yea?" he asked with a big grin. "Ye about ready te get up?"

"Why? I wanna sleep."

"Wrong answa!" he laughed dropping me in.

The water was as cold as ice. I couldn't believe he dropped me in icy water after I had just woken up. I got out laughing and shivering, not even a little mad at him. Instead I jumped on him in my sopping wet clothes and got him wet too.

"Knock it off you two,…god no matta whudd yer always goin at it." Scott said sounding perverted.

"Looks whos talking!" I said hugging him.

"Watch it!...Aww man now I gots te change too!" Scott said noticing Spot all wet. "Whudds wrong? Are ye gettin sick?" Scott asked noticing me shivering.

"Why don you jump in dat tub an see how cold dat wata is?" I said going to change my clothes.

"How bout no." he said doing the same.

"Well I got ye te get up now, didn't I?" Spot said following me to change also.

"Only cuz ye dropped me in a tub of ice!"

"Well I had te take drastic measurres er else ye wouldn't've gotten up." he pointed out.

"Well! I woulda gotten up soona er lata!"

"Obviously lata."

Me, Spot, and Ace were going to sell in Manhattan instead of going back to Brooklyn today. We were going to go to Brooklyn tonight instead as to not lose any selling days. After I changed I went and sat with Ace until Spot was done changing. We left to buy our papers and at the Distribution Center we saw that the Delancey's had been soaked good. Oscar had a black eye and some cuts and bruises. Morris also had cuts and bruises but he had a fat lip too.

Kevin was laughing and making fun of them. Scott had to, after getting his papes, leave and carry Kevin out with him. In his eyes I could tell Scott was nervous about Kevin making fun of them. W weren't sure if they had given up yet. Trevor was the biggest issue knowing he never gives up. Scott didn't want Kevin or anyone else to be threatened by any of them so he had to keep Kevin in line for a while.

After selling we went to the Lodging House to meet up with Sketch and Shadow. They obviously had been there for a while. They were talking with Crutchy, Les, and Bumlets. Crutchy told them about our discussion last night, but before we went in I heard Bumlets ask them to try and not ask me about it. Bumlets said it knowing it would upset me if anyone wanted me to talk bout it.

"Hey!" I said as I entered the bunkroom. "So are ye ready te leave yet?"

"Whudd ye think? We've been hea fer a while an kinda wanna get back!" Shadow mocked.

"Don't speak te her like dat! Watch yer tongue er else!" Spot threatened like always.

"Alright if ye say so Spot." Shadow replied raising an eyebrow.

"An don't be gettin smart wid me."

"Alright let's get goin!" Sketch shouted pulling me out of the Lodging House. We got outside before anyone else. "When we get back I wanna talk te you." he whispered then Spot and Shadow followed us out.

We headed for Brooklyn and I hoped he didn't want to talk about my father. I thought about it till we got to the docks. Maybe he found something else out about me. Or maybe it could be about R.T.

"Watch where yer goin!" Frit yelled at me. "Oh sorry I didn't know it was you."

"It's ok, I wasn't lookin where I was goin. Sorry bout dat." I apologized noticing he dropped his papes. "Whudd wrong? Ye didn't sell em all?" I joked.

"Very funny! Actually I was just carryin em fer Christina an she neva sold em. I told her I'd try an sell em fer her."

"Ooohh! So does Frit got de hots fer Christina?" I joked.

"Whudd er ye talkin bout? Me an Christina's been friends fer yeas! She ain't nuttin but a friends te me. I do favas fer her every time I see her. We don't spend time tageda anymore."

"Oohh. But I still think ye like her." I said then ran to catch up with Spot.

"Hey Angel! Wait up!" I turned around to see who it was calling me. "We still gotta talk bout de odda day."

"R.T. Can it wait? We just got back an I waned te spend some time wid Spot."

"Not really, I don't want Spot te hate me fer whudd I said te you."

"He already does. Besides I already-"

"Angel! C'mon let's go." Spot yelled coming back to where I was to get me. "I told ye te stay away from im."

"Hey wait. It ain't her fault, besides why dye always tell her whudd te do?" R.T. interrupted.

"Cuz I want her te be safe. Even round hea it's dangerous." Spot mimicked. "If it ain't her fault den I want you te stay away from her!"

"Whudd if don't wanna! I told her I loved her."

"It don mean anything. She don't love ye back."

"Says you! I haven't hoid whudd she wants." He turned to me.

"Look I'm really sorry, but I love Spot. I hardly even know you."

"An dats supposed te help? Bein sorry won't help." Spot punched him in the gut.

"I already told ye te leave her alone. De last thing I need is fer you te hoit her!" Spot took my hand and leaded the way to the Lodging House.

We got to the Lodging House and I found Sketch, Ace, and Shadow went on ahead. Christina was there along with Baron and Tricks. They were playing poker to pass the time.

"Whudd he want dis time?" Spot whispered as we got to my room.

"Te talk bout de odda day. He didn't want ye te hate im eida." I answered. "I gotta talk wid Sketch, can ye tell im I'll be waitin in hea." I asked.

"Ye ain't cheatin on me are ye?" he asked laughing.

"I think he wants te talk bout me fatha." I said distantly.

"Ye surre ye wanna talk bout it?" he asked brushing a strand of hair away from my face.

"Betta now den neva right?" I said shakily.

"If ye need me I'll be waitin out hea." He kissed my forehead then left.

I stepped into my room to wait for Sketch. He came in moments later.

"Whudd ye wanna talk bout?" I asked as he entered.

"Actually bout R.T. and something else I hoid taday. But you should already know cuz you was listenin at de Lodgin House."

"Kay, so bout R.T… whudd is it exactly ye wanna talk bout?"

"Ye know he likes ye right? He ain't very social an we all know dis, but fer im te talk wid ye is interesting, an fer im te love ye is damned nea impossible. I'm gonna give ye some advice. Whudd eva ye do, try not te make im made. Ye should know from experience whudd its like so I shouldn't have te tell ye. Spot knows a lil bout whudd he done te some goil. Stay away from im. He's dangerous, like Trevor but tries te kill people."

"Ye surre it was im?"

"Yea, as surre as de poison he did it te."

"So whudd am I supposed te do now?"

"Just stay away from im. He shouldn't do nuttin te ye cuz yer Spot's goil. Now bout yer fatha, are ye willin te do anythin in de woild te stay hea wid Spot?"

"Of course. I love im an he knows dat."

"But yer fatha don, neida does most oddas."

"Whudd er ye sayin."