It started raining again. I didn't have my coat, so I was shaking. The hole day had just worn me down. I'd been walking for about an hour.

"Hey doll face."

I turned to see Racetrack. I'd never been so happy to be called doll face!

"Hi Race." I said.

He was holding my coat.

"Faith your shaking." He said "Come on let go back to the boarding house."

He held out his hand.

"No! I'm not going back!" I said sternly.

"Faith if you stay out here like this you'll get sick." He told me. "Please!"

I took his hand.

"Here put on your coat." He said holding it out to me.

I slipped into the coat. I instantly felt better. I didn't want to see Jack again. I wanted to stay away from the boarding house, but where would I go? I didn't have any other option.

"Racetrack, what will Jack say?" I asked nervously.

He shrugged.

"I think he understands. I wouldn't worry to much about it."

"Did you hear the fight? All of it?"

He looked down.

"Some of it."

I was nervous about him knowing that I had feelings for Spot. I didn't know why. I felt like if Race found out he wouldn't trust me! That couldn't happen, without Race I was nothing! But without Spot I was nothing...

"W-what did you here?" I stuttered.

Race stiffened. He took a deep breath.

"First it was something hitting the wall. Than it was muffled but I heard 'where were you' and 'he'll hate me'." He said.

Good nothing about Spot! Well nothing that talked about him directly...

"Jack said that some newsies saw me going over the Brooklyn Bridge today and-"

"Well were you going over the Brooklyn Bridge?" Race asked.

I didn't want to lie to him anymore I couldn't! I nodded.

"Why?" He asked looking into my eyes.

I was sure he already knew the answer.

"To see Spot Conlon..." I said weakly.

"And did you see him?" He asked.

I took a shaky breath... How would I explain to him what happened in the ally? Tears were coming to my eyes. The wound was still to fresh to talk about. At least Race wouldn't know I was crying because of the raindrops on my face.

"I saw him..."

My chest felt tight!

"Is that why you asked me about Spot today?"

I felt ten times tighter!

"Yes." I mumbled.

He looked at me silently for a moment.

"Race I'm sorry I just didn't-"

"Thats fine, I understand. So you and him are you-"

"No. We're just friends." I said.

He seemed to soften. He smiled a little. I walked with him to the boarding house.

"Don't worry everyone should be asleep by now." Race said reassuring me.

We walked into the boarding house. It was silent. Me and Race were dripping wet and cold! I was glad to be inside and to change into some dry cloths. I saw Race sitting on his bunk squeezing water out of his cap.

"Thanks Race your the best." I said quietly trying not to wake anyone up.

"You would have done the same for me." Race said.

It was true I would have gone out to help him if this had happened or something like this.

"Race I owe you one!" I whispered.

He laughed.

"Don't worry about it!"

I crawled into my bunk. It had been a long day and I wanted to sleep it off!

"Goodnight Racetrack." I said.

"Goodnight."

The next day I woke up to Race shaking me again!

"Get up we have papers to sell!" He shouted.

"I'm up!"

"Come on lets go!" He said pulling on my arm.

He dragged me into the washroom by the wrist. I got dressed, did my hair and washed my face. Everybody was acting like last night never happened. I didn't want to think about it, so I was fine with it. I left the boarding house to buy my papers.

"Hi Faith." I heard.

I turned around and there was Jack! Something told me this was going to be awkward...

"Jack hi." I said.

"I wanted to ask you if you could go to Medda and settle the plans for the rally?"

"Of course. I'll talk to her after I sell all of my newspapers."

"Good."

Like last night never happened! I was glad that me and Jack where still friends! I would hate to think that one fight could come between us. I got fifty papers. It was a horrible headline, so I made up one about a murder in Queens. They sold out fast.

Then I went to the back door of Irving Hall. I opened the door and peaked in.

"Medda?" I called.

"Oh Faith come inside!" Medda cheered. "How are you?"

"Fine. Jack wanted me to come and settle some things about the rally."

"Okay, come inside of my dressing room!"

I followed her into the luxurious room. We sat down on the couch.

"Well now, what day is good for the newsies to come?" She asked.

"Whatever day is good for you."

"The in two days we have a free night. We could have it than."

"Perfect! What time?"

"About seven thirty at night." Medda said.

"Sounds good."

"So how is Spot?" She asked me.

"Oh he's fine..."

"And Racetrack?"

"The same."

She nodded.

"So what do you plan on wearing?" Medda asked.

I shrugged.

"Something pretty." I said.

I should really go shopping for a nice dress. I thought.

"Well I know just were you should go!" Medda said.

She handed me me a small piece of paper. I was folded up so that it was a good size to fit in my pocket. I unfoled the paper. It read:

Sally Dress Shop

Next to it the name of the store was the address.

"Medda thank you!" I said.

"Just tell her I sent you, she'll give you a discount."

She wrapped me in one of her hugs.

"I should get going." I said.

"Alright I'll see you soon!" Medda said.

"Goodbye."

I walked out of the Theater. I reread the little paper from Medda again and again. When I got back to the boarding house most of the newsies were done selling papers, but not all of them. Jack was sitting on his bunk. I crossed the room to talk to him.

"Jack the rally is the day after tomorrow at seven thirty." I said.

"Ok. I'll go to tell Spot in Brooklyn tomorrow. Thanks Faith." He said.

The rest of the day was boring and uninteresting. I just stayed in my bunk. I talked to Race a bit. I waited until that night so that I could finely sleep.