Race looked around at the other kids in the room. He was one of the oldest kids there. The refuge may not have been as it use to be, but it was still a horrible place. Some boys were playing cards, but Race wasn't in the mood to join. 'At least Rif isn't in this place' Race thought. He sat down on a bunk. A big Kid, probably a year older than Race, walked up to him.
"Get up" He said "That's where I'se sleep." Race looked around at the other kids, they had fear in their eyes as they from Race to the kid. 'This kid must be the tough guy' Race stood up and gestured to the bunk
"All yours tough guy." Race said and walked away. He looked out the window. He wondered what Jack and the others were doing, and if Rif-raf had told them that he was in jail. 'I doubt it, he is too scared to step near the lodging house, that punk gets himself in trouble too much, maybe this will teach him a lesson.' He sat on the ground. He wanted nothing more than to get out of jail. Race knew he could not have let Rif-raf come here.
Rif-raf looked up at the lodging house. He did not know what would happen when he walked in alone. How would he tell the newsies that he had gotten Race put in jail? He sighed and stepped toward the building, his stomach flipped, but he went inside anyway. He tried to avoid the stares, and gathered enough courage to walk up to Jack.
"Er, Jack, I um" Rif-raf stammered Jack looked at him.
"What kid?" Jack said, "Spit it out!" Rif-raf sighed
"Race is… in… jail." He said it, but regretted it as soon as it left his lips. Jack stood up and the room suddenly got quiet, Rif-raf did not know he had said that so loud.
"What happened? What'd he do?" Jack asked. Rif-raf shook his head, he felt like he was going to be sick.
"Not what he did, what I did." He looked at the other newsies, then at the floor. "I broke some kids out of a wagon, and the bulls caught me." Jack looked like he was going to strangle Rif-raf.
"So you blamed it on him?" Jack said.
"No!" Rif-raf said stepping back "He took the blame! I don't know why!" Jack looked around in disbelief.
"Okay, we are going to get him out. Mush, Blink and me will go tomorrow night." He looked at the newsies and they nodded. "And Rif, try not to mess anything else up!" Rif-raf looked around as the newsies filed upstairs. They wouldn't even look at Rif-raf they were so mad, but some of them bumped into him as they past. When they were all upstairs, he walked out of the lodging house. He felt like crying. He had nowhere to go, and no one to talk to, but then he remembered Les. He walked to the building that the Jaccobs lived in. He walked up the stairs remembering the time he had gone there. He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. Mrs. Jaccobs opened the door.
"Hi! What a surprise to see ya!" She said, "Come in!" Les came running to she who it was, and smiled when he saw him.
"Rif!" He shouted and ran over to his friend. "How is sellin'?" Rif-raf shrugged.
"Les, I gotta tell ya somtin'" He said and they walked into his bedroom. David was there as well, but Rif-raf didn't mind. He told them about Race and Jack. Les and David looked like they had been slapped in the face. "I was kinda hopin' dat.. I could stay here for the night." Les looked at David with a begging look, and David just shrugged.
"I guess you could sleep out there" he said pointing to the fire escape. Rif-raf nodded. He sat outside, alone. He could not belive that this was actually happening. He lay down, and fell asleep.
There it is! I think the story is almost over