Dancing In The Dark (A sprace story)

The meeting where the tables turn

First off i would just like too say i am so so so so so soooo very sorry for not updating in like a month. My school just piled on work and I've taken like 8 tests and it been actual hell. My sibling have has a bunch of sports that iv'e been dragged to and when i get home its like 11 o' clock and i fall asleep right away. I hope to have more scheduled updates in the future there are 5 days left of school for me and i hope over the summer i will update more. Also sorry for the shitty title.

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RACES POV

Last night, I talked to Spot Conlon, THE Spot Conlon, the most feared and ruthless person of all of New York city. One time i heard that he soaked a kid just because he looked at him weird. I have been selling in Brooklyn for a while and i saw him start yelling at York, a newise who is known for beating the shit out of people just because he feels like it, and he acted like he knew he was not going to get punched. And i LITTRALLY told him, 'Your not actually that bad,' and did NOT get punched in the face. He smiled at me. And it was kind of hot. No not hot, he was pretty.

Today brooklyn, queens, the bronx, midtown, and staten island all came to manhatten to discuss the strike. I sat next to spot and he looked like he would soak anyone who came within 5 feet of him. When the meeting started there where a bunch of questions.

"What are we going to do about the money we are losing?" 

"What about the Bulls and Pulitzer?"

"How do we get Pulitzer to realize we aint gonna back down?"

"Okay-" jack stated, - "One question at a time, we will get to them all eventuality."

A girl from queens spoke up and asked, "What about people who still sell papes even after we tell them not too?" She must be new around here. She looks like she could be 11 or 12 not any older though, I think the leader took her to this meeting so she could learn a few things.

Spot has been sitting silently for the past 5 minuets until now, "We soak em, anyone who sells papes is going against what we's say. If theys don't listen we's make em.'" When he spoke everyone listened because they knew he had something important to say. They also were afraid of him and did not want to get on his bad side.

After spot said that, everyone agreed that they should soak the bums that tried us. There was a bit more discussing after that but i was looking at spot the entire time and not listening.  When the meeting was over and it was just Spot and me left he glared at me and said, "Stop, staring at me higgings its creepy."

when he said that my entire face turned red. "so-sorry" i stuttered out. God i need to stop. He can NOT know i have a crush on him. 

With my response his glare turned to a smirk and looked me up and down like he was checking me out or something. It made more red than i ever possibly could think i could go. He said, "see you around racer," and with that he was off without another word.

Jack was apparently waiting for me outside he is smirking at me too, "Well what did your lover boy want." I glared back at him a told him what spot said. With that he laughed and told me i was being very obvious. I did though leave out the part when spot was totally checking me out and smirking at me. Well i hope he was checking me out. Maybe he was just trying to intimidate me. But, no that can't be it he was so nice to me a few day ago. You know what i will just live in my world of delusion, i learned that word from davey.  

You know maybe spot is into me or something or maybe we could be friends is the last thought i have before going to bed.

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This chapter is not as long as my usually one and again i'm so sorry for not updating i have an actual plan for the next chapter is hopefully that one will be longer. Stay safe and as always lots of love xxxx have a great, (time-zone)