What Will Become of The Girl?

Ch.8

When I woke up, I saw Spot falling out of the top bunk. I laughed as he gave me the evil eye.

"Would ya hate me if Jacky Boy came buy one day?" He asked. I shook my head no and he smiled.

"Why?" I asked seeing the twinkle in Spot's blue eyes. The same twinkle that means he's up to something.

"No reason," He replied before walking to the washroom. I decided to ignore it and went about my day as normal. I sold the same number of papes as usual but I made more money than usual. Because of the strike, nobody knew what was going on, so people were paying more than usual to get the gossip of the day. When the workday was done, I walked around Brooklyn until I ended up at the docks. I climbed up the many boxes and empty crates to get to Spot, who was sitting on his 'throne' high above us mere mortals. He had a smile on his face and that shocked me, just a little bit.

"What are you'se so happy about?" I asked him as I sat down next to him. He lifted up his head and his smile turned into a smirk.

"Nothin," Was all he said. I hit him on the back of his head and climbed down the crates and boxes and sat in the shade. I watched as the little boys run around like crazy monkey children and the older ones were trying to impress the girls they brought back with them. They didn't seem to impressed because they looked very bored. I laughed as Change walked away from his girl and came to sit next to me. I was taken aback by what he did.

"Did ya hear what Spot's gonna do?" He asked me.

"No, but I know he's up to something." I replied.

"He's gonna invite Jacky Boy over tomorrow,"

"Why?"

"Jack was talkin' to Spot at the rally and wants to know what life here is like," I nodded my head and climbed up the crates and boxes again to go talk with Spot.

As soon as I got there, I hit Spot on the head again.

"What did ya do dat for?" He asked rubbing the spot I hit.

"Why da hell did ya invite da Manhattan's tomorrow," I asked him with an angry look on my face.

"Jack wants ta know what life here is like," Spot said before covering his head to protect it from the hit I was about to throw at it. But I didn't hit him; I walked away, like Jack taught me to do. I could hear his voice ringing in my ears after my first fight.

"Never fight angry. If ya mad, just walk away like nothin' happened. But if da guy follows ya, asking for it…Give it to 'im where da sun don't shine,"

I decided to go to bed, because I was planning on avoiding the docks tomorrow and that would take a lot of energy. I lay on my hard, lumpy bed, looking up at the top of it. I thought about what was going to happen the next day. I was either going to stay in the bunkroom, or go someplace else, like the moon. I soon fell asleep, dreading the next morning.

The Next Day…

I woke up to Spot jumping out of bed, happy and perky. Very un-Spot like. I grabbed my pillow and threw it at him as he walked into the washroom. He laughed and went into the washroom to get ready for the day. I went in shortly after. I walked in with my usual green shirt and a pair of blue jeans. I brushed my hair slowly hoping that this afternoon would never come. Something must have happened to Spot because he was in the foulest mood. It was kinda funny to see him get in Blood's face. I laughed, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Spot looked my way with an evil look on his face.

"I can't wait till dis afternoon, can ya Catwalk?" Spot asked me with an evil grin on his face. I scooped up a cup of water and threw it his way. It hit his shoes. He laughed and walked out of the washroom. I finished getting ready and walked out of the now full washroom. I walked out side, avoiding Spot, and went to go get my papes.

I got 50 today and sold all of them because the governor visited yesterday so there were a lot of articles about where he went and what he did. It took a couple of hours before I was done. After I was done selling, I headed to Martha's, and just my luck, Spot was there too. I took a deep breath and sat next to him.

"I can't wait, can ya?" He asked me.

"Ya asked me dat dis mornin'," I replied after ordering a cup of coffee. I took a long drink of it and listened to what Spot was saying. He kept going on about how fun it was to have Jack come by. I hated the idea of my brother coming by and not knowing who I am and thinking I was dead. Spot knew I didn't like the idea of Jack coming here, especially after what he did to me. After about 2 cups of coffee, I got and left to go back to the Lodging House.

"Oh no ya don't," Spot said as he came up behind me and grabbed my arm.

"Let go Spot!" I told him but he was deaf at the moment.

"You'se gotta come to da docks," He said dragging me there.

"I can't go! I'se gotta go to da moon!"

"Not anymore,"

After about 3 minutes of fighting, I finally gave up. I walked with Spot to the docks and sat on the edge of the dock. I looked over at the bridge and saw tiny figures of people walking across it. I squinted and saw a lot of boys coming. I groaned and took off my shoes so my feet could get wet.

"Hungry?" I heard someone behind me ask. I turned around and saw Change holding a stick of gum. I nodded my head and took the gum as Change jumped into the blue green water. I looked around and saw that almost everyone was in the water. Pretty soon, Jack came into view and was talking to Spot. I noticed that there were lots of other boys with him. I ignored them as I chewed my tasteless gum.

The End.

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