Janella's POV
"Skippy why do you walk so slow," I asked getting annoyed with how slow my best friend was walking.
"Why do you walk so fast," he asked.
"Because life has big plans and you can't just sit around and wait for them," I answered doing a cartwheel down the sidewalk.
"Yep. There it is folks my throughs a have been confirmed. Janella Elizabeth Conlon has gone completely nuts," Skippy laughed running to catch up with me.
"Didn't know you had any thoughts to be confirmed, in that pea sized brain of yours," I responded.
He crossed his arms and pouted while think of a smart comeback, "Well this 'pea sized' brain has kept the both of us out of a lot of trouble, not just with Snyder but also, your highly overprotective brother."
"Ain't that the truth," I laughed as we neared the fire escape. I climbed up the structure that I'm pretty sure was not up to code. I popped out on top of one of the building as Skippy was still climbing. "Ain't it beautiful," I asked once he reached the top.
"What?" He asked.
"Just the whole city that we live in. I mean like come on there is something new every day," I exclaimed standing near the edge of the building overlooking the cities.
"Come on Ella. We got some newsies to spy on," Skipp said putting a hand on my shoulder and pulling me away from the edge. We made our way to the other side of the building where we could see the building that the Manhattan newsies lived in. I laid listening to the random yells that came out of the building. This wasn't the first time that Skipp and I have done this.
I watched all the lights in the building get turned off. I stood up from my position, to find that Skippy had fallen asleep beside me. Slowly I picked up a board that was on the roof and made a bridge from our roof to theirs. I made my way over to the fire escape of their building. Slowly I descended down it until I found a window which showed me a room full of sleeping teenage boys.
I pulled the window open to reveal a very unpleasant smell. Oh god, it was terrible. I slipped into the building and slowly walked around the room avoid the sleeping newsies. I must have bumped one of them because he rolled over to reveal a cigar hanging out of his mouth. I slowly removed it from his mouth and set it beside his pillow. "Don't want to start any fires in here," I mumbled to myself as one of the lights in the room flicked on.
I turned around slowly to see a boy about Spot's age staring at me. "Jack, turn the light off," one of the boys complained. Jack… where had I heard that name today? Jack, was the name Spot addressed the Manhattan newsies by earlier. He was still standing in the doorway staring at me.
"Jack for the great love of horse racing turn off the light," yelled one of the boys, "Jack, why is there a girl in here?" I turned around to find that most of the newsies were now sitting up and looking at me.
"Race, I wish I knew why there was a girl in here." Well this will be fun to explain to Spot.