Waking up the next day, I was still exhausted. Mush woke me up early in the morning when he fell out of the bed, dragging me with him. It was difficult to fall back asleep after that. Jack got me up at the correct time, strangely. It was usually the other way around.
We were also having another riot today. I was far from excited. I wanted to just sit and do nothing. Sadly, I couldn't.
We stood in front of the gates, "Open the gates and seize the day. Don't be afraid and don't delay. Nothing can break us, no one can make us, give our rights away. Arise and seize the day." We chanted.
The wagon came out of the gates and following it, Some scabbers.
"Alright everyone, remain calm." David commanded.
That only lasted for a few seconds before Jack shouted out, "Let's soak 'em for Crutchy!"
We all stampeded in, getting ready to fight.
"Oh, Jack. Jack, it's a trick!" I heard Race shout as a bunch of guys came in.
They closed the gates, trapping us in. Everyone started fighting. I didn't do anything helpful because everyone I was fighting was like twice my size, me being small and all. I could barely hold my own. I got punched in the gut and I toppled over. I couldn't even tell what was going on around me. It was all too chaotic. All I knew was that it wasn't going well for us.
All of a sudden, I saw boys popping up all over the rooftops. And Spot jumped down onto a platform, "Neva fear, Brooklyn is here!"
"It's Brooklyn!" A few boys shouted out. Yeah, no duh.
The Brooklyn boys started to shoot stuff at the goons. We all suddenly became more confident and fought harder.
"Hey, Spot!" Jack said. Spot grabbed a chain and swung down from the platform, kicking two guys on his way to the ground. He spit shook with Jack and lightly punched my arm.
Spot threw open the gates to let more newsies in. With all the extra newsies we pushed the goons out. We celebrated. I heard Denton shouting at us to freeze. Just before I heard the click of the camera, I was pulled into the photo.
The next day we headed to Tibby's to celebrate. Denton came in with a paper. "Hey fellas, this is it." He said, plopping it down in front of Jack.
"Where's me picture?" Spot asked. I rolled my eyes. Jack brushed Spot off and continued to look at the pape. I didn't even try to see my picture.
"Hey, look at ya Jack. You look like a general or somethin'." Mush said, pointing to Jack on the pape.
"Would ya get your fingers off my face." Jack complained, swatting Mush's hand away.
"Where does it say my name? Where's my name?" Spot asked, looking over Jack's shoulder.
"Would ya quit thinkin' about yerself?" Jack snapped, pushing Spot away.
"Well, you got us on the front page." David said to Denton.
"You got yourselves on the front page. I just gotta make sure you stay there."
I finally looked at my picture when Jack handed the paper to me. Spot had his arm around my waist. I guess he was the one who pulled me into the picture. I stared at it for a few moments, though, I'm not sure why.
"So what," Skittery said, "you get your picture in the papes? So, what's that get ya, huh?"
"Hey, what're you talkin' about, huh?" Mush said.
"Hey, shut up." Jack said. "You've been in a bad mood all day!"
"I'm not in a bad mood."
"Hey, glum and dumb. What's the matta wit you?" Race shoved Skittery's head. "You're in the papes you're famous. You're famous ya get anything you want. That's what's so great about New York."
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Humbling Spot Conlon (A Spot Conlon Love Story)
Fanfiction**DISCONTINUED** Falling in love was far from Nicky's top priority. All she wanted was to keep her secret and stay out of trouble. But people don't always get everything they want.
