Race felt like an asshole. He knew what he did was wrong but he didn't care. He didn't care about almost being arrested. He didn't even care about what Specs had to say. After a while he reached the circulation gate to give back his four papers he couldn't sell.

     "Afternoon Weasel." Race said as he handed Weisel the extra paps.

    "Names Wiesel Racetrack, Mr. Wiesel to you." Weisel replied as he grabbed the papers out of Race's hands and handed him a few coins in payment.

"Thanks, Weasel." Race said as he turned away and began to walk towards the boarding house.

    As Racetrack reached the boardinghouse, he saw a woman standing in the shadows of the building. She was wearing her hair down in long brown curls that were tied back with a light blue bow, a light blue and white dress, and she was holding something that he couldn't see. He knew that it was Elizabeth but he tried to avoid her for fear that she was mad at him. "Racetrack!" Elizabeth shouted as she waved at him. Knowing that he couldn't even attempt at ignoring her, he began to run towards her.

    "Hey Elizabeth. Did you hear?" Race asked quietly.

    "Hear what?" Elizabeth replied

     "Come inside." Race said as he grabbed her hand. They both stood there in silence for a little bit and started to blush. Race did not like liking a girl in a loving way. He shook off the feeling and began to lead Elizabeth up the stairs. The instant they opened the doors two police officers, Elizabeth's boyfriend, and Mr. Smith stared at them. "Elizabeth get away from that criminal." the boyfriend said as he grabbed Elizabeth from Racetrack.

     "Stop it Jonathan. Let me go!" Elizabeth screamed as she tried to free herself from Jonathan's grasp.

     "Let her go." Race said as he walked towards them with rage filling his voice. The police officers stepped between them trying to defuse the situation.. Elizabeth looked between the two men with pleading eyes and winced as Jonathan tightened his grip on her arm. Race knew that he had to stall and charm his way out of this."Oh come on. I'm a kid. We get in fights all the time." The cops looked at each other and the one said, "Whatever I'm on break anyway. Stay out of trouble or else I will arrest both of you." Everyone nodded and Jonathan let Elizabeth go she then ran behind Racetrack and grabbed his arm. Every one stood still while the cops walked out of the room and down the steps.

   "Look kid, I don't know what you're doing messing around with Elizabeth, but I'm warning you. Mess with my father or his men you will be dead." Jonathan said as he got in Racetrack's face.

    "Look, kid, fuck off." Race spat in his face. Jonathan looked pissed as he stormed out of the boarding house. Silence filled the room. Mr. Smith awkwardly left to go in his office. "Hey, are you okay?" Racetrack asked as he turned around and put his hands on her shoulders.