I woke up the next morning to Jack screaming:

"Wake up! Wake up! We've got papers to sell!"

Something I can't sleep through. I was feeling kind of depressed but I acted like nothing was wrong. I went to the wash room to wash my face. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Jack.

"Faith can I talk with you?" Jack asked.

"Yeah."

Why does Jack want to talk to me. Was this about Spot? Maybe Race? I followed Jack into the one privet room. He closed the door.

"Why didn't you tell me about what happened with Steel?" He asked.

"Who told you?"

"Spot did. He wanted me to watch out for you. We think you should stay in Manhattan when we go to Richmond."

"No, I want to come."

"We just think it would be safest. Steel is trying to get to Spot through you and we just don't want that to happen."

This wasn't helping my mood at all! I understood completely, but I felt like I was being treated like a five year old.

"I get what your saying, but I really want to come!"

"I think if you do you might run into Steel again. Do you really want to risk your safety for this?"

"I think I do." I said.

I knew that I'd chosen the stupid choice, the really stupid choice. But I wanted to go so badly! With everything else crumbling around me maybe this would help me a bit. Because if we got Richmond we'd have a better chance of wining.

"If thats what you want." Jack said.

I left the room.

"Hey Faith." Race said. "You want to sell the papers with me today?"

I felt heat go to my cheeks. Me and Race hadn't sold papers together in years.

"Yeah I'd love to."

"Alright I'll meet you at your usual selling spot."

"I'll see you there."

"Yeah, see you there."

I got fifty papers that day. I walked with Racetrack to my selling spot. The day so far seemed to be going really well. I would be going to Richmond, I was talking to Race. So far so good. In the back of my mind I kept hearing Steels words. The whole experience scared me a lot. I just wanted to forget about it, but I just couldn't. Race and I sold our papers quickly.

"So, I heard you ran into Steel the other day." Race said.

Did Spot just tell everyone?

"Yeah, twice... How did you know?"

"I over heard Jack and Spot talking. Spot seemed really worried about you."

"That's my Spot."

It felt so strange to talk about Spot with Race. I loved them both so much...

"What happened with Steel?" Racetrack asked.

"Last night he just threatened Spot a little. The first rime he tried to kill me. That's always a lot of fun." I said sarcastically.

Race laughed. He looked at me for a moment. I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

"We should get ready to go to Staten Island." Race said breaking the silence.

"Yeah..."

I really wanted to kiss Race right there. But I couldn't... I couldn't. We walked back to the boarding house. Everybody was ready to go.

"Alright everybody here?" Jack asked.

"Yeah." Everybody answered.

It took sometime to get to Richmond. Because we had all of the Manhattan newsies on one boat to Richmond it was extremely crowded. I was really worried that the boat would sink. I finely understood why Spot didn't like boats. Once we got to Staten Island we had to go to the boarding house (which of corse is half way across the island). All of the Brooklyn newsies were waiting outside for us.

"Hey Jacky-boy." I heard Spot say.

I looked around trying to find him, but it was practically impossible. I didn't have to look for to long. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw Spot. He didn't look happy as usual.

"Hey Spot, are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm just a little bit stressed." He said.

"Don't be." I kissed his cheek.

He smiled.

"Spot we're going in." Jack called.

"I'll be right there Jacky-boy." Spot said.

Spot took me inside. The boarding house was almost exactly like ours in Manhattan. The only big difference is there was no separate rooms. Everybody huddled around Spot, Jack and Toss. The awkward feeling of mob sit down creeped in again. Everybody was so serious. I understood why, but for some reason I was in a world of uncomfortableness.

"So what makes you think you've got a better chance of wining than Steel does?" Toss asked.

"Well Brooklyn has the most newsies in New York. Steel has barley any experience, he doesn't know what the hell he's doing." Spot said.

"And that little experience made him perfect to be your second in command didn't it." Toss hissed.

"Little experience in battle strategy. That's not what second in command is for and you know it." Spot said.

"Look Toss," Said Jack. "here's how it goes Steel has a smaller number of newsies and less battle experience. This is up to you. What do you want to do Toss?"

Toss just looks at them for a moment.

"We're in." Toss said.

They shook hands. I could see how relieved Spot looked. Spot walked over to me.

"I told you you'd win 'em over." I said.

"You did." He brushed my cheek and kissed me.

The Manhattan, Brooklyn and Staten Island newsies had made an agreement. All of the Manhattan and Brooklyn newsies had to go back to there boroughs. So we rode the ferry to Manhattan together (it was even more crowded than on the way there). When the ship docked the newsies went there separate way. Spot kissed me goodbye. We got back to the boarding house within a few minutes.

"Good thing Toss agreed." Race said to me.

My heart did a flip in my chest.

"Yeah."

"Steel isn't going to back down so easy."

"What do you think is going to stop him Race?"

"I don't know." He said " I don't know."