Spot and his Sparkling Diamond
I hope ya'll like my new story.... Please read and review and tell me what you think!!!!!! –Evil Goil
Chapter 1
A bright and beautiful day in Queens and the day for Angel McGill to finally leave home and venture out into the real world. Although she didn't plan to go very far. Her best friend in the whole world lived in Manhattan and planed to stay with him. And to earn her keep at what he called a "lodging house", she had to become a person who sells newspapers called a "newsie". As she packed the last of her things, she picked up the photo of her family. Her mother Ann, her father Fred, her brother Michael, and her three sisters May, Elizabeth, and Grace. Angel was the youngest of the four. She put the photo in the top compartment of her suitcase and shut it. When she walked out of her room, her family was standing in line in the hall next to the door. She went up and hugged her mother first.
"Promise me you'll come back and visit soon!"
"I promise Mamma."
"Yeah, it's gonna be lonely around this old shack from now on!"
"Yeah Dad, now that you don't have me to yell at anymore!"
He laughed and pulled her into a hug.
After hugging her three sisters, she finally came to her brother whom she adored. She hugged him tightly.
"Now that you're going out into the world.... The three pointers for you are...."
"Don't smoke, don't drink, and don't gamble." "Michael, you've told me that practically every day since I was born!" "It's well packed in my mind!"
"I just thought I'd remind you before you left." "Now don't do anything you would regret later in life, ok?"
"Ok Michael, I will."
"You silly girl!" he said as he hugged her.
"I love you, Angel."
"I love you to, Michael.
On her way to the Manhattan Lodging House, two men stopped her.
"Doin' anything tanite, tootsie?"
"Yeah.... We's lookin' fer someone to join us in some fun."
"Well find someone else because I'm not interested in a bunch of black- clothed bastards."
"Ohhh.... What a mouth you have missy!"
"I'd shut it if I were you."
"Why, you can't do anything to me!"
"Wanna make a bet?"
Just as he raised his hand to slap her across the face, a voice from behind him yelled "Hey!"
"Well if it ain't Spot Conlon!"
"Oscar, Morris, are you two womanizers even allowed in me territry?"
"Last time we checked, Brooklyn didn't belong to an asshole."
"Oscar, I'm jist gonna pretend I didn't heah that." "Now get moovin' on outa here, foah it gets bloody." "You wouldn't want your face all banged up for some a' the women you sleep with down at the local whore houses, would ya?"
"That's what I thought!"
He turned and looked at the girl he had just saved. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. The prettiest he's ever seen in his life! She stood about two inches shorter than him and was scared to death.
"Scuse me miss... are you awlright?"
"Yes, I'm fine, what about you?"
"Oh yeah, they know if they deal wit me, they deal wit the rest of da Brooklyn Newsies!"
"You are a newsie?"
"Yea, I'm da leadah of the Brooklyn Newsies."
"By the way miss, my name is...."
"Spot Conlon, I know."
"How did you know?"
"Race talks about you all the time."
"Race?" "As in Racetrack Higgins?"
"Yea, that's him."
"How do youse know him?"
"I've been writing to him ever since I was like five."
"Aw.... I get yer point now."
"So.... Is he da reason you are heah?"
"Yeah, I'm going over to his place."
"You mean da lodgin' house?"
"Yeah"
"I'll walk you over dere if ya want me ta, miss."
"Oh.... No thank you.... Although you are awfully generous!"
"Naw.... I insist.... Besides, ya never know, you could get mugged on dese foul streets!"
She laughed but said, "Alright, if you insist!"
"By the way miss.... I never did catch yer name."
"It's Angel, Angel McGill."
I hope ya'll like my new story.... Please read and review and tell me what you think!!!!!! –Evil Goil
Chapter 1
A bright and beautiful day in Queens and the day for Angel McGill to finally leave home and venture out into the real world. Although she didn't plan to go very far. Her best friend in the whole world lived in Manhattan and planed to stay with him. And to earn her keep at what he called a "lodging house", she had to become a person who sells newspapers called a "newsie". As she packed the last of her things, she picked up the photo of her family. Her mother Ann, her father Fred, her brother Michael, and her three sisters May, Elizabeth, and Grace. Angel was the youngest of the four. She put the photo in the top compartment of her suitcase and shut it. When she walked out of her room, her family was standing in line in the hall next to the door. She went up and hugged her mother first.
"Promise me you'll come back and visit soon!"
"I promise Mamma."
"Yeah, it's gonna be lonely around this old shack from now on!"
"Yeah Dad, now that you don't have me to yell at anymore!"
He laughed and pulled her into a hug.
After hugging her three sisters, she finally came to her brother whom she adored. She hugged him tightly.
"Now that you're going out into the world.... The three pointers for you are...."
"Don't smoke, don't drink, and don't gamble." "Michael, you've told me that practically every day since I was born!" "It's well packed in my mind!"
"I just thought I'd remind you before you left." "Now don't do anything you would regret later in life, ok?"
"Ok Michael, I will."
"You silly girl!" he said as he hugged her.
"I love you, Angel."
"I love you to, Michael.
On her way to the Manhattan Lodging House, two men stopped her.
"Doin' anything tanite, tootsie?"
"Yeah.... We's lookin' fer someone to join us in some fun."
"Well find someone else because I'm not interested in a bunch of black- clothed bastards."
"Ohhh.... What a mouth you have missy!"
"I'd shut it if I were you."
"Why, you can't do anything to me!"
"Wanna make a bet?"
Just as he raised his hand to slap her across the face, a voice from behind him yelled "Hey!"
"Well if it ain't Spot Conlon!"
"Oscar, Morris, are you two womanizers even allowed in me territry?"
"Last time we checked, Brooklyn didn't belong to an asshole."
"Oscar, I'm jist gonna pretend I didn't heah that." "Now get moovin' on outa here, foah it gets bloody." "You wouldn't want your face all banged up for some a' the women you sleep with down at the local whore houses, would ya?"
"That's what I thought!"
He turned and looked at the girl he had just saved. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. The prettiest he's ever seen in his life! She stood about two inches shorter than him and was scared to death.
"Scuse me miss... are you awlright?"
"Yes, I'm fine, what about you?"
"Oh yeah, they know if they deal wit me, they deal wit the rest of da Brooklyn Newsies!"
"You are a newsie?"
"Yea, I'm da leadah of the Brooklyn Newsies."
"By the way miss, my name is...."
"Spot Conlon, I know."
"How did you know?"
"Race talks about you all the time."
"Race?" "As in Racetrack Higgins?"
"Yea, that's him."
"How do youse know him?"
"I've been writing to him ever since I was like five."
"Aw.... I get yer point now."
"So.... Is he da reason you are heah?"
"Yeah, I'm going over to his place."
"You mean da lodgin' house?"
"Yeah"
"I'll walk you over dere if ya want me ta, miss."
"Oh.... No thank you.... Although you are awfully generous!"
"Naw.... I insist.... Besides, ya never know, you could get mugged on dese foul streets!"
She laughed but said, "Alright, if you insist!"
"By the way miss.... I never did catch yer name."
"It's Angel, Angel McGill."