Multiple voices booming everywhere. It was way to much I had to sit back down. But my stubborn legs kept walking until I stopped at a stoop and everything just went black.

I awoke laying on a hard surface with my bag under my head. Voices bouncing around my head.

"I don't always get THIS lucky." a voice said

All the voices arose with shouts and cries.

"hey spot wadaya ganna do with 'er?"

"yea spot can we keep 'er?"

Laughter burst from all around.

"no. you boys don't need no distractions. As soon as she comes to her senses she leaves."

My eyes snapped open to a chaotic scene. 50 fuzzy faces surrounded my face all bobbing and falling over each other. There was only one face is particular that was clear. He was handsome. With cold blue grey eyes and a thin smirk on his face.

"atta girl. Now get the hell out"

"tell 'er spot!" a short boy said.

He pointed a thumb behind his head.

"you deaf girlie? I don't need you in my kitchen no longer. Get your stuff and leave. We got papes to sell!'

I sat up on the table looking around.

"got UP! Or my buddy muscle here will get you up for me."

A tall boy about 16 with large muscles rolling off his arms and acros his bare chest looked surprised for a second then smiled.

"it would be my pleasure".

He walked towards me and tried to pick me up.

"I can get up on my own thank you. Just give me a damn minute."

My head started to pound.

Here comes a major headache.

"fine" spot said.

"everybody go out there and get started. Ill deal with her"

All the boys hurried to leave and soon it was just me and spot standing alone in the deserted room.

"you mind telling me where I am?"

"my boys found you on the stoop this morning. This here Is the Brooklyn newsie lodge house/. Im spot Conlon I own this here city"

"well mister conlon…um...what's it take to be your newsie?"

A smirk spread acros his face as spot tried to surpress a laugh.

"you, a newsie? Girls cant be newsies. All you's girls are good for is…sleeping. Hehe if you get what im saying."

"Just let me stay with you guys! I can just as good as these boys!"

"NO!"

Spot turned to go up the stairs.

"when i get back dowm here, you better be gone girlie."

As he shot up the stairs I grabbed a box of cigarettes from the counter and went outside.