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When I finally went down to the bunkroom, the warmth was wonderful.
Spot had left this morning after selling so the bunk next to Bullet was empty. Feathers was mumbling in her sleep, slowly getting louder and more violet. I watched scared, Blumlets jumped out of his bunk looking at her terrified. Even though they had broken up yesterday he still cared for her. He looked at me, and for a few seconds Feathers was silent. Then she was screaming bloody murder, as if someone was cutting open her chest and demons were running from her body. Everyone jumped up in there bunks and the lights flicked on.
"Wake her up!" Jack yelled.
"No Jack don't!" Bullet raced from her bed and sat down next to Feathers. "You have to let her stop on her own" and as if on queue Feathers shot up tears spilling form her chocolaty eyes and she collapsed on her sister. "What did you see baby?" Bullet stoked her sisters hair.
"Frenchy"
Everyone turned to me. My stomach turned, this was bad.
"What about Frenchy?" Bullets was so calm while everyone else was freaking out.
"Blood so much, she's not going to make it"
"WHAT is she talking about!" I asked, but my voice was swallowed by the tension in the room.
"Tell us more Feathers" Bullet Coaxed.
"Raven" then she passed out.
"What's going on!"
The lights flicked off, yet everyone remained staring at me, eyes sorrow filled.
"Racetrack" I pleaded. He met my eyes as I sat down next to him on his bunk. "Race tell me what's wrong, race please"
"Feathers can see the future"
"And?"
"She saw you hurt, really hurt"
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It's been a week since Feather's dream, and so far no harm has come to me. Spot came to visit once but luckily I was out on one of my nightly walks with Race.
"Frenchy"
"Yeah Race?" I sold my last paper and smiled triumphantly, it was the first time I sold all 25 by my self.
"I think some form of Celebration is in order. You've finally became a good seller How about some milk shakes, and cake from a charming little place in Brooklyn"
"That sounds wonderful race" I smiled. Racetrack and I were nearly inseparable we were always together, sometimes with Doc, usually by our self's. The sky was stormy, and even though it was the middle of summer it looked as if it was going to rain.
"So will you tell me where you're from?"
"France"
"Frenchy." He narrowed his eyes at me.
"I mean why did you run from France? What was so bad?"
"You really want to know?"
"Yes"
"Fine," I sighed stepping closer to him for warmth as we stepped onto the Brooklyn bridge. He wrapped his arm around me protectively.
"My mom and I worked in a brothel," I felt him tense. "I never had ya' know…sex. But my mom did. I refused, they tried force me several times but I always got away. I finally had enough; I respect my self to much to be there so I ran back to Manhattan."
"What's this fore?" He asked tracing the scars on my wrists. I shook my head no. "Frenchy, did you try to kill you self?" I didn't answer just kept looking ahead as his hand slid into mine. "You're worth to much to loose a life" He whispered. I blushed and he dropped my hand. "Now about those milk shakes"
We made it to Figaro's just in time. About two minutes after we got inside, the skys opened up and it poured down rain.
"What can I get the two of you?" Our waitress asked, She was pretty, with long red hair tall with a clean dress. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous of her. Here I was wearing boy's clothes my face and hair filthy with no money.
"Two chocolate Milk shakes and one slice of Chocolate death cake" Race ordered for us. He paid the waitress no attention.
"What's your story Race?" He smirked at me like he knew I was going to ask.
"My family dead, died in a fire when I was about 3, my aunt and uncle took me in but then my uncle started beating me. When I was five I ran to an orphanage and sold papes then when I was 7 I went to the lodging house."
"And Doc?"
"Doc, never told us a story, I think he just ran away."
"Hey Race"
"hmmm"
"Thanks, for caring, and being a good friend" He smiled at me and our food was brought to the table.
It was still raining when it was time to head back to Manhattan.
"We're gunna get soaked."
"We can always go to Spots for the night" Race offered.
"No, lets just go back to Manhattan"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes"
When we finally made it to Manhattan It was hailing. We were both soaked to the bone. Luckily it was still a bit warm out so we weren't freezing. We ducked into an ally and Leaned up against a wall.
"This is crazy!" I laughed.
"Yes it is!" There were two figures in the Ally entrance. Race wrapped his arm around me.
"Why don't the two of you beat it?"
"Awe, little Racetrack wants some alone time with his whore?" The figures stepped into the light and I felt as if I was going to hurl.
"We heard you were back in town Angel Pie" Oscar sneered.
"So you doing favors for Racetrack over here, but you don't do them for us?"
"Get lost ya' Scum"
"Is ya' mother in town with you? Uncle Wiesel needs a little loving' from his Favorite girl"
"I said, get LOST PIGS!" I Spat. Racetrack let go of me, fists up ready for a fight.
"All right, All right, were going. Just remember we know where to find ya Angel Pie" And they left.
"What was that all about?" Race questioned.
"Nothing, lets just go Race" I smiled grabbing his hand and towing him back to the lodging house. Inside was insane. Boys were running around like mad men several gathered around Doc's bed. Raven attacked me at the door.
"FRENCHY! We've been looking for ya' something terrible has happened to Doc"
"DOC!" I screeched and bolted over to his bed. "What happened" I yelled pushing boys out of my way before finally making it to his side. I whaled in horror. Doc was bloody, and pale and hardly breathing.
"He was stabbed in the side by some kid from the Bronx." Jack answered
"How long has he been here?"
"About 30 minutes. Skitt's found him lying in the street"
"I need someone to carry him"
"WHAT!" Skittery jumped up covered in Doc's blood.
"I know where to take him, but only one of you can come a strong boy. You guys have to trust me"
"I'll go" Race offered.
"Ok, hurry" I grabbed the blanket off my bed and wrapped Doc in it and Race picked him up. "We need to be quick. Jack I'll send someone over as soon as we get there" Jack nodded and Race and I took off into the cold streets again. The jog over was quiet both of us to worried about Doc to talk. Finally we go to the Big red door. I grabbed my key and unlocked it.
"Annalise" I was greeted at the door by at least 20 happy girls.
"Not now! Where is Ms. Molly?"
"I'll get her" Fire Ran up the stairs as quick as lighting. Race stood behind me looking around. I wondered what was going though his mind.
"Annalise!" Ms. Molly was barreling down the stairs. "My dear what happened?" I stepped aside revealing Racetrack with Doc in his arms.
"He was stabbed, please help him, oh please" I cried out, tears fell from my eyes as I realized Doc might not make it.
"Of course, Bring him up stairs" Racetrack followed Ms. Molly up.
"Cricket!" A small girl with red hair and huge eyes looked up at me. "Do you know where the newsboy's house is?" She nodded yes. "Good, I want you to take someone with you and tell them that Doc is safe ok?"
"Ok" She smiled at me.
"Quickly Cricket Quickly"
I joined race up stairs where Ms. Molly had Doc lied out on a table, thread and a needle in hand and a small bottle of medicine.
"He will be ok, just needs a few stitches it's astonishing that none of his organs were hit"
"Thank the lord" I sighed. Lady was suddenly standing next to me Tears in her eyes.
"You're ok!" She sighed enveloping me in a hug.
"LADY!" I smiled. Racetrack who was behind me cleared his throat. I pulled away and blushed. "Oh, I'm sorry Racetrack this is Lady, my best friend. Lady this is Racetrack my…" I just giggled awkwardly. Lady looked at me knowingly.
"I'm so glad to see your ok, you're a newsie now?"
"Yes, it's a silly-"
"Can I go back with you? Can I be a newsie?" Lady cut me off, but it wasn't rude it was just her. She still looked the same, just older. Same dark curly hair and pale green eyes. Her freckles were more abundant on her nose because it was summer but other then that she was still the same beautiful Lady.
"Sure, if you really want"
"YES!" She smiled, one of her bright contagious smiles.
"I'm all done in there" Ms. Molly, spoke emerging from the room she had Doc in. "You kids head down to the kitchen, there is some left over soup from tonight. I'll make a room for you and…"
"Racetrack, or Anthony, what ever you prefer Ms." Race shook her hand.
"Ok, I'll get a room ready for the two of you and some warm dry clothes. I'm not letting the pair of you walk home in this storm. In the morning you can tell me what happened" She turned to leave. "Oh and Annalise, it's wonderful to see you" She kissed the top of my head and walked out.
ALLL RIGHTY! SO Lady does not belong to me! She belongs to U R Beautiful and Fire belongs to AUSTRA. Thank you both for doing the contest! It's still open if any others want to join but the biggest spot was givin' to U R BEAUTIFUL the WINNER!
ALSO: To clear the air for any confusion. Annalise is Frenchy's middle name, the girls call her that out of respect to her father, which you will learn more about later ;D
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