Chapter 14

I woke up to sun shining brightly through lidded eyes. I pried my eyes open a bit at was taken aback when I realized I had fallen a sleep on the roof of the lodging house.

I sighed, thinking about how my back would hurt during the day.

I attempted to get up was confused by the weight that draped across my waist. My eyes widened as I realized it was an arm, not just any arm, a male arm.

I was further shocked as I felt my back pressed against a hard form, and a pair of knees on the back of mine.

I thought back to last night, and the kiss. I looked over my shoulder and saw Spot asleep next to me. We were spooning.

Oh, how awkward this moment was for me.

I laid their for a moment, stiff as a board before wriggling out of his grasp, knowing this was the best choice. The situation would be much more awkward if he had wakened up with me in his arms, while I was wide awake.

I walked across the roof slowly towards the fire escape. Once I made it there I looked back towards Spot who was still asleep. I felt bad for leaving him there, but didn't go back to him.

I crawled into the window and fell upon Spot's bunk. I ducked and swung my legs over the side of his bed.

I walked over to the dresser and looked into the mirror. Eh, I looked hideous. My hair was knotted, and my clothes were a mess.

I looked around tucking my hair behind my ears before opening Spot's dresser. He had three extra outfits. He wouldn't mind if I borrowed one, would he?

I shrugged and grabbed a plain, dark blue shirt, black pants and pink suspenders. Pink? Oh well, I'm sure he can pull it off in his own way.

I walked out of the room headed towards the washroom, passing the bunkroom in the process. It was empty.

Well, I guess I had gotten up late. I entered the washroom and prepared a bath for myself. Once I got out I combed my hair and put on Spot's clothes.

His clothes were big on me. I rolled up the shirt's sleeves and the bottoms of the black pants. I put my hair in one braid and exited the washroom. I carried my clothes into Spot's room and was met by him buttoning up his shirt.

He smirked, "Ah, so dat's wheah my clothes went," he said. "Though I think they'se too big on ya."

"Yea, yea, well ya can't expect me ta wear dese clothes for da rest of me life, can ya?" I asked holding up the mess of clothes.

He simply smirked, and finished buttoning up his shirt, "Did ya enjoyed the show," he asked cockily.

I blushed, "I didn' come in heah ta watch you change," I said, my hands placed on my hips, "Jus' ta get my hat," I said reaching for my gray hat off the bed post.

I was stopped by Spot who slide himself in between me and the bed, "What's da big idea?" I asked in frustrated tone.

He rolled his eyes, "Ya ain't sellin' tahday," he said.

My jaw dropped, "An' why not?" I asked.

He smirked, "You'se is goin ta Hattan tahday, ta see Medda," he said toying with his hat.

I raised my eyebrow, "Who?"

"Medda, she owns da place we'se having Newsie Night at. She's also a good friend of Cowboy and meself."

"And why, exactly, is I goin there instead a sellin?"

"Because tonight is ya first Newsie Night, and it's sorta a formal event," he said placing his hat on his head, "And figuring ya don' have anything nice," I scowled, "I took it upon meself ta ask Medda ta help ya out."

"But I don' know wheah dis place is," I said as-a-matter-of-fact-ly, crossing my arms.

Spot rolled his eyes, "Ya really are thick in the head, aren't ya?"

I quirked my eyebrow in question.

Spot made a noise of impatience, "Who da think is gonna take ya dere?"

I blushed in embarrassment and looked to the floor, "Oh," I said.

"Ya, oh. Ya know, sometimes I wonder about you Cross. Sometimes I wonder."

Spot and I walked out of the lodging house into the fresh morning air. I breathed it in deeply as we walked down the busy street.

We made it to the bridge, and when we got onto it, neither of us knew it would be a walk we would never forget.

Dun dun dun…..

End of this Chapter.

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