Hello again, thanks for the comments! They really made my day now, if you want to make my week, please read and review! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy... Je ne possède pas (I'm studying french and decided I should change it up a bit.)

It was a few days after Jack and Katherine's little spat and the Brooklyn newsies were holding the monthly get together party. Mostly though, it was just an excuse for the boys to play cards with new people and drink. Jack was still the leader for a few more months before he turned 18 and he still wanted to savor living with his friends but tonight, he didn't feel like talking with anyone. After a few hours in the loud crowded area the Brooklynites called their common room, Jack stepped outside to just sit on the front steps; even though it was cold. He started to feel his head clear from his worries about the holiday party and fill with more appreciation for Katherine's understanding. Just then, the door opened, letting a bright stream of light filter out onto the street. Jack didn't realize who it was until he turned to see the boy who had come out to sit next to him expecting it to be Crutchie or Specs or someone. But no, it was Spot Conlon. Spot went to hand him a mug of a dark liquid and Jack looked at it cautiously,

"I'm sorry Spot, but I don't want whatever you've concocted tonight."

"Look Jacky-Boy, I don't drink and this is Coffee. I promise." Jack still refused to take the mug, "Trust me, I won't poison you. This is coffee, really if you want I can get you somethin' else if you want I just figured you might be cold."

"Wait, I know I'm tired but I don't think that you're actually Conlon. You're being nice and not insulting me, you got me a cup of frickin' coffee and what do ya mean 'I don't drink'" Staring down at his feet, Spot started to talk without making eye contact,

"I only have enough to throw people off my, well lack of scent I guess. Yep It's the same glass all the time or I just happen to do a slight of hand and swap glasses with someone else. But you can't tell anyone! Yer leavin' in a bit and it has ta leave with ya! But what is the issue that I came out here ta help you with and am currently freezin' my butt off for!?"

"Ha! Well I never. But you don't actually care about my problems He turned to look at Spot who just looked blankly at him. "Fine, my girlfriend has invited me to go to this New Years party and I guess I'm just nervous about it."

"Do ya have a suit, plan ta get her flowers? Can ya dance?"

I have ta dance!" With that his face paled. "Of course!if ya need, i'se can teach ya. So first you stand up, put yer hand out and ask the lady to dance. Then, just follow me until ya get what I'm doing and you take over. You are the lead. So I'll be the girl you the boy. Now you hold her like this with yer one hand on her shoulder blade and the other holdin' her hand like this." Jack knew that Spot was short but never realized just how short he was until this night. Spot always seemed so much more intimidating when he was sitting on his boxes or threatening to hurt you if you encroached on his territory. But now, Spot only came up to his nose so he couldn't have been much more than 5'4" or 5'5". And then Spot started to move his feet and drag Jack's along with him, but tonight was just a night of surprises because in the very short amount of time that Spot was pulling him around, Jack started to actually get pretty good and Spot wasn't too bad himself. Without any warning, Spot dipped from under his arm and spun out, knocking Jack off balance and causing him to fall to the ground.

"Ow, what was that for?"

"What I think you mean to say is, 'Thank you ever so much Spot, my knight in shining armor, now I will not embarrass my girlfriend at her fancy party!' And to that I say you're welcome just don't step on her feet." Jack glared at him while Conlon just stared back at him with his signature smirk. Jack got up and went to open the door and just as he was going in, he turned and said; "Don't worry, I'll be quiet."

Hello! I hope you enjoyed this and yes, this is sorta how you actually dance. I ballroom dance in my spare time and I'm currently training for a national Competition! But man, my feet are sore! Please R&R