The next day I woke up to the sound of boys shouting and screaming. I washed my face and got dressed to sell papers.I went to buy the newspapers. I was hoping that we'd have a good headline because I wanted to get back in time to talk to Spot.

"Fifty papers." I said when I got to the front of the line.

I read the headline. It read: Killer Strikes Again. It's the good headline I was hoping for! I go to my selling spot and sell all of my papers quickly as expected. I rushed back to the boarding house. I ran through the door and up the stairs.

"Am I on time?" I asked Jack.

"Early actually." He said.

Jack lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in my face. I laughed even though I was really nervous about seeing Spot. My heart was pounding. At least he knew I loved him. The door opened and the Brooklyn newsies and Richmond newsies poured in. I found Spot. He'd already found me. I felt myself blush. I smiled and waved. He did the same.

"Alright everybody! Because there are a bit more people here than usual thanks to Toss and the Staten Island newsies we're going to have to stay in this room for now." Jack said.

I made my way through the crowd to get to Spot.

"Hi." I said.

"Hi."

I could see Spot was hurt.

"Spot are you okay?" I whispered.

"I'm fine."

I had the urge to kiss him. I wanted him to take my hand. I couldn't do that anymore...

"You know I still love you." He said looking into my eyes.

"And you know I feel the same way."

I felt him take my hand. I felt the heat go to my cheeks.

"You know I can't do this right now." I said letting go of his hand.

He looked at me. His eyes were filled with hurt.

"I just need to clear my head." I said.

Spot sighed. I see Racetrack looking right at us. I felt awkward and uncomfortable. I looked down at my shoes.

"What is it?" Spot asked.

"I'm fine."

"Oh I see." Spot said. "I see."

Spot saw Racetrack looking at us. I closed my eyes. I wanted to disappear. To make it worse I didn't feel well...

"Faith you don't look so good."

"I don't feel so good."

I took a deep breath. I was starting to get a headache.

"Do you need to sit down?" He asked.

"No that's okay. I seem to just keep getting these headaches now. But they're getting better."

"Since when?"

"Yesterday."

Spot brushed my cheek.

"You'll get better."

I wanted to kiss Spot so badly.

"Spot what do you say?" Jack called out.

"I we wait for Steel to come to us." Spot said.

He must have been listening, I wasn't. In a little while the council was over.

"Goodbye Faith." Spot said. He kissed my hand.

"Goodbye Spot."

They all left the room. I watch Spot leave. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Racetrack.

"You really do love him, don't you?" He said.

"I do, but-"

"I know..." He smiled a little. I can see he wants to ask the question. Who is it going to be?I didn't know and it was eating me alive. I could only imagine what it was doing to Race and Spot. It started getting late. And so I climbed into my bunk and went to sleep... I'm on a busy street. People where pushing and shoving me. I looked at myself. I was five again! Wait I knew this... This was like one of those days when I'd ran away before Jack found me. I tried to get out of the mob of people. When I did I saw a man just staring at me... He doesn't look to friendly so I walked the other way. I hurry through some alleyways and crowded streets. Once I think it's safe I stopped walking. I looked around. He's there starring me down again. I run through the streets to get away from him, but he's fast and keeps getting closer! I knew I was in danger and I knew I had to get away from him. I felt him grab me. He robed me of a necklace I was wearing and a pearl bracelet. Thats when I woke up in tears.

"Faith... you were talking in you sleep again. You okay?" Race asked.

"I don't think so." I mumbled.

Race sat down on my bed and wrapped his arms around me.

"Was it like the other time?"

"No this one was different."

"What happened?"

I explained the whole thing to him. From the man starring at me to him robing me.

"It was just a dream." He said.

I knew it was but it seemed so real both times. I wanted Race to just hold me like that forever.

"Want me to stay here?" He asked.

"Yeah."

I laid down next to Racetrack. He put his arms around me.

"Goodnight Race." I whispered trying not to wake up anyone.

"Goodnight."

The next morning I woke up to Race shaking me.

"Get up! Get up! We've got papers to sell!" He shouted.

"I'm up!"

I washed my face and changed. I got fifty papers. I walked to my regular spot and started selling. There was a terrible headline and there were no breaks in the case from yesterday.

"Extra! Extra! Read all about it, child dies in fire!" I shout the fake headline.

A few minutes later I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned.

"Spot? What are you doing here?" I asked.

He smiled. I loved his smile.

"I wanted to talk." He said.

"I still have papers to sell."

"Sell 'em as we walk." He held out his hand.

I looked at his hand for a moment.

"We're just friends. I can still hold you're hand can't I?" Spot said.

I took his hand. Spot weaved his fingers through mine. I felt heat go to my cheeks.

"Why'd you come?" I asked.

"I couldn't get my mind off you..."

My heart skipped a beat. I took off Spots cap and put it on me. I always found it kind of funny how I never had a pageboy cap, while everybody else did. Spot looked into my eyes.

"How are things in Brooklyn?" I asked.

"Oh, not much other than that whole Steel's trying to overthrow me thing." He joked.

I laughed.

"Spot what are you going to do about Steel?" I asked.

"Well I think we might just have to go to the Bronx and-"

"You wouldn't try to-"

"No! Are you insane? I wouldn't kill anyone! I was going to say that we should just go and beat the crap out of the Bronx newsies."

Spot looked a tittle hurt...

"Spot I didn't mean it like that..."

"I know. I'm just going through a lot right now."He mumbled.

I squeezed his hand. I knew what Spot was going through and I hated it! I kissed his cheek.

"Things will get better. They will." I said.

Spot looked at me. His face was serious and hard.

"I don't know Faith..."

I loved Spot with all of my heart. I put my arms around him.

"Spot don't do this. Don't shut down." I told him. "You can't!"

"I won't." He said.

He held me tightly. I burry myself in his shirt and I run my fingers through his hair. Suddenly I think of Race and I let go. Spot brushed my cheek. I looked down at my shoes.

"Faith what is it?" He asked.

"It's just..."

"I know." He lets me go. Apart of me wished he didn't let me go. Spot looked down at his shoes.

"Spot I'm sorry..." I said.

"It's fine."

I see him a smile spread across his face.

"You want to go somewhere fun?" He asked.

"Um... Okay."

Spot grabbed my hand and started running. I followed.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"It's a surprise."