Racetrack and Shox
Written By Shox, The Nameless Wonder's Sister
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Newsies or characters from the video. I do own this plotline, Shox, Spyder, Lasso, and Brooklyn. Shorty (my sister) is borrowed from The Nameless Wonder (SgtPeppersGirl) who is also my sister. And Shorty.
Krissie
The plane lurched. Manhattan already? I thought. I picked up all of my luggage, which wasn't much because the U-Haul moving truck had all the rest of it, and followed my sister, Brittany, and the rest of the passengers off the plane. I gasped when I saw the city before me. Tall buildings, lots of traffic, and tall boys about the age of seventeen running around with newspapers over their shoulders screaming, "Extra! Extra! Read all about it!" I didn't know newsies would still be around. I thought.
"I'll go and start unpacking." said Brittany. I nodded and she walked away. I carried on my way to explore the city. A tall newsie, taller than I was, that looked about twenty-one passed by me. He was wearing a black vest and brown plaid pants and looked sort of Italian. A cigar was sticking out of his mouth.
"Hey dere, goil." said an Italian sounding voice behind me. I swerved around, only to come face to face with the Italian boy.
"Excuse me?" I said. "Who are you and why are you talking to me?"
"The name's Racetrack. Racetrack Higgins. I'se twenty-one. Who are you?" said 'Racetrack'.
"I'm Krissie, age 19. Now why are you talking to me?" I replied angrily.
"Wanna go out with me?" Racetrack said grinning.
"What?!?" I screeched "Are you out of your mind?" I walked away, thinking, man that guy was crazy. Around eleven that night, Brittany and I finally finished unpacking.
"Well, I gotta get back to my own apartment room. See ya." said Brittany. I waved goodbye groggily and she walked slowly out of the room. I had gotten Brittany and I jobs as newsies today, hoping that Racetrack wouldn't be in the same newsie group as us. I fell asleep, knowing that tomorrow would be a big day, selling newspapers and all.