The next morning Angel woke up alone. The boys must have gotten up already. She was making her way down the hallway to her room when she heard someone talking on the stairs. A voice she couldn't put with a face but sounded familiar. She leaned over the railing to see who it was. It was PJ talking to Spot!

She shot herself back against the wall in fear. "God what is he doing here, look at me" she said grabbing at her messed up hair.

She could hear them coming up the stairs. She ran to her room and shut the door. She looked in the minor she was still in her short red night gown. She had no time to change so she just took the hair in front of her face and pulled in back in a bun letting the rest hang loss in curls. She sat in front of her minor "Dam" she mumbled looking at her visible cuts. There was the one on her lip and two big ones over her eye and her arm wound which was bleeding right through the cloth. She rubbed her face in her hands trying to give it that glow James had told her she had.

Knock Knock "Yo Ang got a Mr. Conlon here" yelled PJ. Angel stood up and opened the door. There was PJ with a stupid grin on his face like he always has on but she wasn't looking at that she was looking at who was behind him a smiling Spot.

"Spot what are you doing here" she said pushing PJ out of the way. "I can take a hint" yelled PJ leaving.

Angel turned to look at Spot. "Dam he looks fine today" she thought in her mind looking him over. He was wearing his brown trousers with his red suspenders hanging over them and a black button down shirt halfway open exposing his chest. His hair was tossed to one side of his head.

Spot didn't notice Angel looking him over because he was doing the same to her. How her night gown blended perfectly with her dark Italian thighs, how her hair looked sexy over her shoulders letting him see her face…. which had cuts on them? He also saw the cloth on her arm which was red from blood.

"What happened" he touched her arm where it was wrapped "you ok". She stood frozen as he touched her. "Yeah I've had worse" she said laughing hoping he wound drop it, she didn't want to tell him about it he wouldn't understand. He kept rubbing her arm then he lead his hand up to her face rubbing the cut on her lip. "How did it happen" he asked.

"Spot I'm the leader of one of the dangerous street gangs in New York this happens all the time".

He took his hand away and put it in his pocket. "Well I was done with my selling so I thought we could go out to lunch" he said.

Angel looked confused "Lunch" she asked. "Yeah its one o clock" Spot said showing her his pocket watch. "Oh god I must have been tried give me a sec" she told him before going back in her room to change.

Angel changed into some black shorts but they were cut short (like all of her clothing) and a little small so they were tight and a white undershirt with a unbutton red button down shirt. She pulled her high boots on and put her hair in two long braids down her back. She attached her knife, whip and chain to her belt and went downstairs to meet Spot.

She looked around for him he was at the edge of one of the docks. "Like the water" she asked coming up behind him. "Not really" he said "I thought we could go to a little place in town for lunch". "Well you took me out last time how about I do take you out this time" she asked. "That wouldn't be gentleman like" he said smiling. "Come on I know a place where it won't cost a thing" she said putting her finger on his lip so he couldn't say anything. "Carl come here" she yelled to a kid checking things off on a clip board, he passed it to another kid and walked over. He leaned his ear into her mouth and she whispered something to him and he took off. "Come on" she said taking his hand and leading him in the warehouse.

"Where are we going" he asked. "Wait I have to get our transportation" she said unlocking a door and running in. "What are you doing" he said laughing and peeking in the door. He stepped in and saw the ground was all dirt and the room was caged in areas for animals. He walked a little further and saw there were horses in the cages. There was about ten of them. "Angel?" Then Angel came walking out with a plain white horse in one hand and a plain brown one in the other.

"Wow…. Horses at docks" said Spot. Angel laughed. "I've always loved them and their great for escaping tricky situations…if you know what I mean" she said tying them up so she could saddle them up "You can ride right". Spot walked over and began to saddle the other one "Um nit good but yeah" he said. She walked over and put her hands on his helping him with the saddle. They looked at each other and both turned away and blushed.

"So what do horses have to do with lunch" asked Spot. Carl walked in and handed Angel a basket and left "and a basket?" "I know this sounds corny but I thought we could go on a picnic and well talk". "Talk" asked Spot. "Yeah tomorrow at the party it will be loud so we won't have the chance to talk "She put her hand on his arm "I know a place where we can be alone" she took her hand off his arm and hooked the basket to the horse. Spot smiled and said "I like that idea"

Angel climbed on the white horse and Spot on the brown one. "So we go through the warehouse" asked Spot. "No dummy the back way" she turned her horse around "Come on" Spot followed.

After a while of riding, talking and joking they arrived. It was on top of a hill with high grass. Spot was busy talking he didn't even noticed how they got there. When they got to the top you could see the Brooklyn Bridge. "Wow I didn't know there was any grass left in New York" Spot said getting down. "Yeah there's not that much but some" Angel said setting up the picnic.

For the next two hours Spot and Angel spent their time eating, talking, laughing, they even some way got in a game of tag. "I'll get you" yelled Spot chasing Angel. "You'll never get me" she yelled before he pulled her to the ground ticketing her. "Stop Spot no" she said between laughs. "Didn't I tell you I'll get you" he said.

After Angel stop turning red she saw Spot was still on top of her and he was looking at her. "What are you looking at" she asked. "You" he answered.

"Why"

"Because you're beautiful" he got off of her and laid down next to her "And I like the feeling I get when I do".

Angel moved one of her braids out of her view of Spot and said "Is this real". Spot smiled and moved in to her face "Yeah it is" he whispered before stealing a quick kiss before laying back down on his back. They sat in silence for a few minutes. Spot worried that he did something wrong but they had kissed before and a lot harder and she said she wanted him to be real, his thoughts were interrupted by Angel's lips kissing his.

Spot right away began to kiss back. He lightly began to sit up while doing this he pulled her on his lap.

"Spot Sir we got a problem". Angel and Spot broke apart looking down the hill to where the yell came from. It was that red headed newsie.

Angel turned back to Spot was face was full of anger. She giggled seeing how red it was. "What is it" he yelled. "We got a problem" he repeated.

"You better go I'll see you tomorrow" Angel said getting off his lap. "Alright I'll see you tomorrow night bye" Spot said before planting a kiss on her cheek and running down the hill.

Angel looked over the hill and watched the two disappear; the last vision of them was Spot hitting the boy in the head.