Sorry this update is so short! I've been meaning to update, but I was stumped when I was half finished with this page! Sorry if this chappy really stinks! Please review!
Dear Kim, I know I know, too short... BUT EVERYTHING IS TOO SHORT FOR YOU MISS IMPATIENT! GRRRR! lol love ya!
I made sure to keep an eye on Angel when we were selling. I wouldn't forgive myself if I let anything happen to her. She walked over to me around noon. "Bai? I'se gettin' hungry. Youse ready ta go ta tibby's?"
"Shoah. Lets go," I replied and we made the small trip there. As we walked I felt as if someone was staring at me. I turned to see Les and David Jacobs with some girl I didn't recognize. This must be Sarah. I turned back around and quickened my pace. Angel followed suit, not questioning my motives.
We walked in and the first person I saw was Jack, who looked relieved to see us. The first thing I heard was a furious Spot Conlon."Whudd were ye thinkin! I told ye we were sellin tageda!" Spot yelled when we entered.
Angel looked to me for help, but I was too deep in shock to talk. "We thought mebe it would be ok since we weren't goin very far."
"Whudd bout if Trevor found ye? Ye eva think of dat?" he snapped.
She bit her lip. I gave Jack a pleading look and he stood up. "Calm down. Derre back ain't dey. Dey ain't hoit," Jack tried, but Spot wouldn't have it.
"Jack stay outta dis!" Spot yelled at him. Jack looked at me then sat down. "Angel I don' want ye runnin off next time! Youse an Bailey coulda gotten hoit! Trevor almost killed ye de last time he saw ye!"
"I thought we woulda been fine by ourselves. It ain't like derre gonna attack us in de middle of de street," Angel whined, tiredly.
"Ye don know dat! De goons dat hang round im would do anythin! Derre membas from de Crypts Angel!" Spot yelled. She was too afraid to talk and looked down. Spot's expression softened. "Look I'm sorry. I was just worried dats all." he said hugging her. "C'mon lets go outside te talk."
She looked at me and then followed him outside. I let out the breathe I didn't know I was holding. "Bai, ah ya okay?" Race asked.
I nodded. "Yea, Race. I'll be fine. I'se don't know if I wanna go back ta Brooklyn, even if it's jus' fer tanight! Spot is insane!" I exclaimed and Race broke out into a grin. I sat down beside him, across from Jack. "How's it rollin', Race?"
"Hey! Don't steal me lines! But, it's goin' alright. How bout wit you? Seems like id ain't going too well, eh?" he smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"ha ha, very funny, Race!" I stuck my tongue out at him and he winked. "I'se don't see ya standing up ta 'im, Race."
All the boys at our table laughed as his ears turned slightly red. "Hey! None ah youse would, eidda! Besides, Bai, I'se didn' tink youse would let 'im tawk ta you like dat!"
"See, Race, dat's da ting; he wuddn't tawkin' ta me, jus Ang," I said and winked. I looked across to Jack and he looked slightly concerned. "Jack, ya ain't mad, ah ya?"
"Honestly?" he asked and I nodded. "I'se extremely mad atcha, but I'se happy youse ah okay. If anyting happened ta ya... I dunno whudd I woulda done."
"Well, nuttin happened, Jack. I'se a big goil, I kin take care ah meself!" I said and stood up, walking out.
"Bai! Wait!" I heard him behind me, but I just kept walking, turning every once in a while to see how close he was. Bad idea. I ran smack into someone, not falling over but causing them to drop the basket they were carrying.
"Aw, I'se sorry! I din't see ya dere," I helped the lady pick up her laundry, never looking at her face, until... I gave her the basket, just as Jack caught up, and looked into the eyes of Sarah Jacobs. I decided to make it hard for Jack, seeing as he looked terribly uncomfortable. I stuck out my hand. "Bailey Bloom."
She looked at my hand, never shaking it. She shifted the basket, silently trying to state she had her hands full... I'll bet... "Sarah Jacobs," she stated, not even looking at me, but at the boy behind me.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sarah," I said, dropping my accent to show her I was as literate as she.
She looked me up and down. "Charmed I'm sure. Now, if you'll excuse me-"
"You know my boyfriend, Jack, right?" I decided to rub the salt in the wound, pissed at both of them for completely different reasons.
"Bailey!" Jack muttered but I just smiled at Sarah.
"Yes, we were acquaintances once," she said bitterly.
"'Acquaintances'? I thought Jack said you were-"
"Nice ta see ya, Sarah. We'll let ya go now," Jack covered my mouth, but I bit his hand and he put it down. He didn't let out any noise, but walked a few steps away, shaking his hand.
"Now, Jack, I wasn't done talking with Sarah here! We've just started talking!" I gave her a smile and turned to face him, giving him a 'there's nothing you can do about it' look and turned back to Sarah. "I've met your brothers. Such charming boys, they are!"
"Yes. Thats, uh, Davey and Les for you," she returned, obviously annoyed with me because I wasn't being mean to her at all.
"Well, I guess we should let you be on your way, Sarah. Nice talking with you!" I smiled and elbowed Jack in the stomach.
"Yeah, nice seeing ya or whatever," he muttered as she walked off. "I can't believe ya did dat, Bai! Ah ya trying ta piss me off?"
I got up into his face, gritting my teeth, and said, "I don' know whudd ya ah tawkin' bout, Jack! I was jus being sweet ta dat goil! Nuttin wrong wid dat, is dere?" He growled at me and I just shook my head. "Ise goin' ta walk back ta Brooklyn and den goin' ta sleep. An' DON'T ya dare send someone ta make shoah dat Ise get dere! I'se a big goil!" I spat and walked off.
He tried to follow at first, but I took off in a sprint when he was still lost in the crowd. I didn't stop until I reached the Brooklyn bridge where I slowed to a walk.
I saw two people swimming when I reached the docks and realised it was Spot and Angel; both laughing. I smiled, slightly, before walking inside. I headed straight to my bunk and fell to an exhausted sleep.