A Girl Among the Guys

Song of the Chapter:

Want You Back

By Cher Lloyd:

Hey, boy you never had much game

Thought i needed to upgrade

So i went and walked away-way-way (UUH)

Now, i see you've been hanging out

With that other girl in town

Looking like a pair of clowns-clowns-clowns (UUH)

Remember all the things that you and i did first?

And now you're doing them with her

Remember all the things that you and i did first?

You got me, got me like this (UUH)

And now you're taking her to every restaurant

Andeverywhere we went, come on

And now you're taking her to every restaurant

You got me, got me like this (UUH)

"Chaser, wake up!" shouted Cowboy into my ear. I jumped and slapped him in the face.

"What did I say about yous bois waking me up!" I shouted at him.

"Sorry Chaser but Kloppy's having 'spection today. Ya gotta look like a boidie."

"Well why da 'ell didn't you tell me before hand!" I shouted and ran to the washroom.

I dressed in the baggy white shirt, black trousers, black suspenders and my blue vest and put my strawberry blonde hair into a bun and put a cap over it. Only Racetrack, Mush, Specs, Jack and Skittery know I'm a girl. I put some smudges on my face though I sure as hell don't look that feminine. I've spent the last 8 years of my life with boys. I'm 16 now and I've been a boy since I was 10 and had to disguise meself as a boy after escaping the Refuge.

Now you may be asking yourselves "what is a wittle goil doing in the big tough refuge?" well that's a story for 'nother time.

I silently walked out into the bunk room and made up the bunk. Kloppman went up and down and made sure the room was clean and spotless before he let us leave. I walked to the kind nuns getting a half cup o' coffee and a bun. I drank the coffee, putting the cup back on the cart, and walked and ate my bread.

(AN: I am not in any way shape or kind going word to word with the movie. For 1: I don't own the movie; I've watched it on YouTube multiple times and saw it in choir, and for 2: I don't have time to go word for word with everything. So if you wanna sue me! I don't give two crying monkeys bout it.)

"What da hell!" shouted a newsie who I think was named Sport.

"They raised the god damned prices!" shouted Mush.

"Are we gonna let them keep raising the prices on our papes?" shouted Jack.

It's been 2 weeks of prices on our papes being raised. Everyone's on edge bout it.

"NO!" shouted we newsies.

We all then busted into the World Distribution center and ripped up papers and flipped carts.

I then say the police. "IT'S THE COPPERS! CHEESE IT CHEESE IT!" I yelled and everyone started to scramble away.

I felt a hand grab my arm. "Well aren't you a pretty boy." I could recognize that damned voice from anywhere.

"Let go of me Delancy." I growled at Oliver.

"Well you sound just like a goil!" he shouted and then ripped my cap off. My hair fell below my shoulders. The whole area became quiet.

"CHASER'S A GOIL!" shouted someone.

I recognized the voice as one of the Brooklyn newsies.

I looked and saw Spot. At that exact moment Oliver took a swing and hit me in the right eye. I balled my fists up and swung back at him, fist connecting with jaw. I then kicked him and grabbed his arms and pulled them behind him. I threw him into a wall and yelled. "THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU DEAL WITH CHASER!" I then kicked him in the side and he gave up. Succumbing to the darkness that had overcame him.

But I can say this. His brother wasn't too happy with me. Morris came up behind me and kicked my feet from under me. I felt blood dribble from my nose and looked at him. "Ya know you ain't 'posed ta kick a goil!" I shouted throwing a fallen club at him and watched as he ran off. I smirked but felt something hit me from behind and all I could feel was numbness and darkness.

I don't know how long I was out for but I dreamed of a memory:

"Da don't hurt mam!" I screamed as I ran at my father. He was hitting my mother.

"Natalie, run! Run baby girl." Mam shouted. I had already lost my brother. He ran away last week.

"Da please stop hurting her!" I screamed as I kicked my father.

"Why you little!" he shouted.

I grabbed mam's hand and together we ran. We stopped a while after running. Both of us out of breath. Mam was sick. She had been for awhile. It was the fever.

"Baby girl that was very, very brave of you." whispered Mam as she sat down gasping and pale and shaking from her fever.

"Mam we're gonna take you to a doctor. A real doctor. One who can make you better." I was only 8 at the time but I knew that my mam was real sick.

"No baby girl. I don't have much time. Take this." She handed me a necklace. It had a white pearl and a green emerald on it.

"But mam, it's your necklace."

"I know baby girl. I want you to run. Away from here. Go find your brother. He ran to a Newsie borough. Somewhere in New York. Never forget your Irish roots Natalie. Never forget your family. Just be happy. Find Patrick. Find someone who will hold you and love you when you get older. I'll be watching baby. I'll always be right here." She put her hand on my heart and patted it but then she fell limp and I knew she was dead.

From that day on I ran. I ran for a whole week. My father found me eventually. But Jack saved me. He took me to Brooklyn and I spent the time until I was ten there and then some dangerous things were happening and I was taken to Manhattan and turned into Nate and then into Chaser. I always kept Mam's necklace close to me.

Okay guys so heres the deal. I need two new newsies. Heres ya form:

Name (real and if needed the fake one incase they escaped the Refuge)

Newsie Name:

Background info:

Looks:

Clothes:

F/M:

Age:

Family:

Personality:

I'm gonna be taking only 2 newsies. Now those will be accepted around the first of October. Wait no that's my birthday, which I'm taking off of writing and being with friends and family… make that the last day of September! Well happy reading !

-SeaFoam