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Race and Rif-raf sold the next day. Race still felt sore, and not the best, but if he didn't sell he wouldn't make any money, besides, people might take sympathy on him. Race and Rif-raf sold together, but in a different spot, hoping the guy wouldn't be there. It wasn't the best headline that day; the news from the fire was dying down, so Race and Rif-raf used their close appearance, and their wounds to an advantage.

"Please sir, buy this paper, because if my brodda and I don't get enough money, our father will beat us again!" Race watched Rif-raf ask a man. The man handed a coin to Rif-raf and the boy smiled. "Thank you sir!" He said and ran over to Race. "The guy gave me a quata! Dese people believe anyting!" Race nodded. After a while, they sold all of their papes. They went to Tibby's to find most of the newsies already there. Race sat next to Skittery and Boots, and Rif-raf joined him.

"Selling was easy today!" Race said to his friends. "We got more money dan I can handle! If dis keeps happenin', I'll be da richest man in New York!"

"Nah, you'll blow it all away bettin'" Boots said. The boys laughed and Racetrack slapped him in the back of his head. Then the doors burst open. Jack stormed in with Mush. They seemed very angry.

"Harlem!" Jack yelled, "Dey always gotta mess tings up!"

"What happened, Jack?" Kid Blink asked

"I was selling my papes when dis kid, newsie, from Harlem stole my papes, it was unbelievable!" Mush yelled. Everyone looked around in shock. Race could not believe this. The newsies were all getting along fine, even before the strike there was barley any trouble with the boroughs, and now, Harlem was stealing papes!

"Hold on!" Rif-raf said, "How do ya know it was Harlem?" The newsies stared at Rif-raf in shock.

"I could just tell, kid!" Mush said, obviously angry. Rif-raf looked down at the table, and Race shook his head. Rif-raf wasn't a newsie when the boroughs were constantly fighting one another for selling territory.

"Well-" Race started but Skittery cut him off

"Takin' his side again?" He said pointing at Rif-raf, "Ever since he came, he is de only one you'se agree with!"

"He has a point!" Race said standing up. Jack walked over to his fellow newsies

"Hey! Even if it wasn't Harlem, someone still stole Mush's papes, since he was close to Harlem, we can assume it was one of dem." He said and walked back to where he was, casting a very nasty glare at Rif-raf. Race looked at the kid sitting next to him; the kid who had been like his brother ever since he had met him. Racetrack had worked hard to have the other newsies gain his trust, and for a while, they had, but now it seemed like it was all falling apart.

So that's it! I don't think Harlem will be a big part of this story, I just needed to get something in the story that would start to turn the newsies against Rif-raf again.