Me, The Only Girl Newsie

Spot Conlon

This is Spot Conlon! That son of a gun! I am going to make him pay for what he did! "I'm Spot, king of the Brooklyn newsies." He said helping me up. "I think ya need some help, let's go ta Medd...... Where did you get that shirt!?" He exlaimed. This is my chance. "A girl at the refuge." I said as he practically grabbed my collar. "What was her name!?" He asked "I think it was, uh, Audria." He let go of my collar and looked stunned. "But, there are plenty if these shirts! Maybes ya are mixin them up!" I said. I am going to break his heart when he asked the right question. "The thread around the sholder is yellow. She fixed it for her brother." He said and looked down. "What happened to her? How is she?" He asked. This is my oppertunity "Well we talked and she talked about how she got in there. She left the Brooklyn newsies with her brother because of mishaps she wouldnt talk about. She stole some food and Snyder caught her. She had been there for a month. Spot, she died." I said sadly. He cryed. I broke him! Serves him right. I helped up Crutchie and Spot said "How. How did she die?" "Disease spreads fast, it was that or the wounds from her beatings. Or maybe even the Delancys, they visit a lot in order to torture anyone who is defenceless. Oh wait, it was them, I watched them kill her." I anwered. He cryed harder and threw me onto the ground while he put his un-nessicary cane to my head. His newsies looked stunned, they had never seen the great Spot Conlon cry! I tried to get up but he kept me down. "Why did you watch her die!? Tell me!" "I was in the room when they killed her." I said. "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE HER!?" He yelled. "Whys ya need ter know!? Ya didn't even know her!" I yelled. I loath Spot! He kicked my leg and yelled in between sobs "I loved her! She was the only goil I ever really loved! And you sat there while she died! Newsies, leave! Be careful with the crip!" Soon it was just me on the ground and him over me.

He kept sobbing as he hit my stomach. "Now tell me, why did you just sit and watch!?" He yelled. I rolled out from under the cane and grabbed it. I put it up to Spot's throaght and backed him into the wall. I smirked and laughed. "Who knew one goil could let this thirteen year old newsie pin the king of Brooklyn! I have been waiting to do this for a while. Now, tell me why she left you." I said to him. I already know, but I want to hear him say it. "Because..." he flipped the cane around and I was on the wall now, with him in the position to interrogate me. Why did I let my anger get the best of me!? He kneed me in the stomach. "Well, I'd prefer to keep that to myself!" He said smirking. "Ya know, yer accent is failing. You fake it!" I said back. He always loses his accent in the heat of a moment. "Sos what! I can still soak ya now!" He smirked and kicked me in the leg on the same spot the Delancys did. I screamed. He threw me onto the ground and pinned my arms with his. I spat in his face and rolled out from under him. How has my hat not fallen off in the days events? I started to run away but he has always been faster than me and soon enough, I was pinned on the ground again. "Now are ya gonna tell me why you were there, or do I have ta give ya the soakin of her life. Five." What do I do? "Four" Why did I not just walk away when I could? "Three." I will just say nothing. "TWO!" Little dose he know, he is going to soak the "Love of his life" "ONE!! YOUR CHOICE NEWSIE!"

"Come at me Spotty boy!" I yelled. He hesitated because I always called him that. He picked up one of his hands and hit my face. I took my free hand and hit him in his eye. Hard. We both yelled in pain as each of us hit the other. He restrained my hand again and lifted himself to the point that he could kick my leg. I screamed. What is it with people and that part of my leg! I pulled my knee up enought to kick his stomach and kicked him as he hit my gut.

My hand was free again so I hit the middle of his chest. He restrained me and said with a smirk "Just answer my question and ya can go back ter yer newsies." He put my hands above my head and held them with one hand as he hit my side. I yelled and moved my head. He grabbed a sharp rock sitting by and cut my chest. I screamed loudly, this is the worst pain I have ever felt. I spat in his smirking face again and he tried to hit my head, but hit my hat instead and it fell off.