Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
Dreamcoat: Ok. I love being all sappily. I read your story How the Time Machine Will Sell Papes and it was hilarious! Especially where they're all singing! I recommend it to everyone!
Rae and Moth: Thanks! Don't worry Moth! You'll be kicked out soon..I promise!
Samantha: Can you email me at FrostyGrl721@aol.com with a description of your personality? Thanks ever so much!
1 A New Newsie
That Friday, Cecile went with Charlotte, Blink, Rae, and Jack to Queens.
"Why are we going to Queens again?" Cecile asked, running to catch up with Jack.
"Ever since the strike, Manhattan has wanted to stay on the good side of every niche of Newsies. So, very rarely we go on little trips to the different ones, just to keep on good terms with them." Jack explained. "We especially want to keep up good terms with Queens."
"Why?"
"Cause if we don't, I'se ain't exactly sure of what Tyrant would do. With him, you aren't sure what's going to happen next. Tyrant's like that." Jack said.
"Oh."
"Well. Here we are." Blink knocked on a wall twice. Two big and burly Newsies stepped out from behind a pillar.
"Is Tyrant here?" Jack asked, an edge in his voice Cecile hadn't noticed til now.
"Sure thing Jack. Come'on." The tallest one said. They were lead down a couple of alleys and into a large open space.
A boy jumped down from a spot playing poker. He spit in his hand and held it out to Jack. Jack did the same.
"Hey Tyrant. How have you been doing?" Jack asked.
"Pretty good. No major riffs yet or anything. Hey Charlotte and everyone."
"Hey Tyrant." They all replied.
"That's good." Jack said.
"You know, Jacky-boy, I was going to come over to Manhattan to talk to you 'bout something." Tyrant said.
"Really? What was it?" Jack asked. Tyrant motioned to two boys who brought over a brown haired girl of average height.
"This is Samantha Smith. She came into Queens two days ago, after a run-in with the Bulls. In those past two days, she and some of me boys haven't exactly gotten along, if you know what I mean." Tyrant said. "I was wondering if you could take her with you into Manhattan? You guys have room for girls right? She's a pretty good Newsie, she went selling with me yesterday." Tyrant explained.
"I think it would be fine. Hold on! Rae! Rae! Come here!" Jack yelled. The short, blonde girl came up to Jack.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"Do we have room in the Girls' Room?" Jack asked.
"Yeah."
"Good. Rae this is Samantha Smith. She's going to be staying with us." Jack explained to Rae, gesturing to the short girl next to him.
"Hi. I'm Rae Kelly, no relation to that idiot next to you." Rae said, spitting in her palm and handing it out to her. Samantha did the same.
Meanwhile, Charlotte was introducing Cecile to her brother, Tyrant.
"Tyrant, my fellow worker at Medda's, Cecile Cunnigham or Belle as some people call her. Cecile, my brother." Charlotte said, making the proper introductions.
"I can see why they call you Belle." He murmured, kissing her hand. "What's a pretty girl like you doing in Manhattan?"
"That's for me to know and you to never find out." She replied, smugly.
"Ohh…Shot down." Blink said, coming over to them, when he heard Tyrant hitting on one of his best friends. "That's Tyrant for you. Always the ladies' man." Rae laughed.
"You should tell him about that little prank you pulled on Mush, Blink and Jack." She said to Cecile. Jack and Blink blushed.
"O.They're blushing. Must be something good." Tyrant replied. "Tell me."
"Alright." Cecile said. "Rae tell it for me." She launched into a vivid description of what had happened the night that Cecile first met the Manhattan Newsies. By the end, Tyrant was laughing so hard.
"I always said one day you guys would get what was coming to you." He chuckled, wiping a tear from his eye.
"Well, it's almost getting dark. We should be heading back." Jack said. Blink and Rae nodded in agreement.
"I'll see all of you later. And Belle, if you need anything, you know where to find me." He said, smilingly at her.
"I'll keep that in mind." She said, following everyone else out of the door.
"Looks like Tyrant has a crush." Blink said pointedly at Cecile, sing- songy.
"Shut up." Cecile said. "At least I could get a guy if I wanted to." Jack turned his head at that.
"I could get a girl if I wanted to." Blink protested.
"Yeah right, 5 cents says that you can't get one in two days time." She betted.
"You're on. Better get five cents together, Cecile, cause you're going to have to pay up." Blink taunted. They neared Manhattan.
"Who wants to stop for dinner at Tibby's?" Jack asked. The reply was unanimous and they stopped at Tibby's where they met up with some other Newsies. They all sat down at a large table and ordered dinner.
"Hey, Cecile, right?" Samantha asked timidly.
"Yeah?"
"Who is that guy over there?" She asked, pointing at a boy in a white shirt who was talking with Race.
"That? Oh that's, Snitch."
"He's pretty cute." Samantha said.
"Yeah I guess. Though, not as cute as other people in this room." Cecile replied.
"Really? And who are those?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out. Here, you can meet Snitch. Snitch! Come over here!" Cecile called. He ended his conversation with Race and came over.
"Yeah Cecile?" He said.
"Snitch this is Samantha. She's going to be staying with you for a while. Snitch, Samantha."
"Hello. It's not everyday a beautiful girl like youseself stays with us." He said, kissing her hand and then walking away. Cecile giggled when she saw the other girl blush.
Dreamcoat: Ok. I love being all sappily. I read your story How the Time Machine Will Sell Papes and it was hilarious! Especially where they're all singing! I recommend it to everyone!
Rae and Moth: Thanks! Don't worry Moth! You'll be kicked out soon..I promise!
Samantha: Can you email me at FrostyGrl721@aol.com with a description of your personality? Thanks ever so much!
1 A New Newsie
That Friday, Cecile went with Charlotte, Blink, Rae, and Jack to Queens.
"Why are we going to Queens again?" Cecile asked, running to catch up with Jack.
"Ever since the strike, Manhattan has wanted to stay on the good side of every niche of Newsies. So, very rarely we go on little trips to the different ones, just to keep on good terms with them." Jack explained. "We especially want to keep up good terms with Queens."
"Why?"
"Cause if we don't, I'se ain't exactly sure of what Tyrant would do. With him, you aren't sure what's going to happen next. Tyrant's like that." Jack said.
"Oh."
"Well. Here we are." Blink knocked on a wall twice. Two big and burly Newsies stepped out from behind a pillar.
"Is Tyrant here?" Jack asked, an edge in his voice Cecile hadn't noticed til now.
"Sure thing Jack. Come'on." The tallest one said. They were lead down a couple of alleys and into a large open space.
A boy jumped down from a spot playing poker. He spit in his hand and held it out to Jack. Jack did the same.
"Hey Tyrant. How have you been doing?" Jack asked.
"Pretty good. No major riffs yet or anything. Hey Charlotte and everyone."
"Hey Tyrant." They all replied.
"That's good." Jack said.
"You know, Jacky-boy, I was going to come over to Manhattan to talk to you 'bout something." Tyrant said.
"Really? What was it?" Jack asked. Tyrant motioned to two boys who brought over a brown haired girl of average height.
"This is Samantha Smith. She came into Queens two days ago, after a run-in with the Bulls. In those past two days, she and some of me boys haven't exactly gotten along, if you know what I mean." Tyrant said. "I was wondering if you could take her with you into Manhattan? You guys have room for girls right? She's a pretty good Newsie, she went selling with me yesterday." Tyrant explained.
"I think it would be fine. Hold on! Rae! Rae! Come here!" Jack yelled. The short, blonde girl came up to Jack.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"Do we have room in the Girls' Room?" Jack asked.
"Yeah."
"Good. Rae this is Samantha Smith. She's going to be staying with us." Jack explained to Rae, gesturing to the short girl next to him.
"Hi. I'm Rae Kelly, no relation to that idiot next to you." Rae said, spitting in her palm and handing it out to her. Samantha did the same.
Meanwhile, Charlotte was introducing Cecile to her brother, Tyrant.
"Tyrant, my fellow worker at Medda's, Cecile Cunnigham or Belle as some people call her. Cecile, my brother." Charlotte said, making the proper introductions.
"I can see why they call you Belle." He murmured, kissing her hand. "What's a pretty girl like you doing in Manhattan?"
"That's for me to know and you to never find out." She replied, smugly.
"Ohh…Shot down." Blink said, coming over to them, when he heard Tyrant hitting on one of his best friends. "That's Tyrant for you. Always the ladies' man." Rae laughed.
"You should tell him about that little prank you pulled on Mush, Blink and Jack." She said to Cecile. Jack and Blink blushed.
"O.They're blushing. Must be something good." Tyrant replied. "Tell me."
"Alright." Cecile said. "Rae tell it for me." She launched into a vivid description of what had happened the night that Cecile first met the Manhattan Newsies. By the end, Tyrant was laughing so hard.
"I always said one day you guys would get what was coming to you." He chuckled, wiping a tear from his eye.
"Well, it's almost getting dark. We should be heading back." Jack said. Blink and Rae nodded in agreement.
"I'll see all of you later. And Belle, if you need anything, you know where to find me." He said, smilingly at her.
"I'll keep that in mind." She said, following everyone else out of the door.
"Looks like Tyrant has a crush." Blink said pointedly at Cecile, sing- songy.
"Shut up." Cecile said. "At least I could get a guy if I wanted to." Jack turned his head at that.
"I could get a girl if I wanted to." Blink protested.
"Yeah right, 5 cents says that you can't get one in two days time." She betted.
"You're on. Better get five cents together, Cecile, cause you're going to have to pay up." Blink taunted. They neared Manhattan.
"Who wants to stop for dinner at Tibby's?" Jack asked. The reply was unanimous and they stopped at Tibby's where they met up with some other Newsies. They all sat down at a large table and ordered dinner.
"Hey, Cecile, right?" Samantha asked timidly.
"Yeah?"
"Who is that guy over there?" She asked, pointing at a boy in a white shirt who was talking with Race.
"That? Oh that's, Snitch."
"He's pretty cute." Samantha said.
"Yeah I guess. Though, not as cute as other people in this room." Cecile replied.
"Really? And who are those?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out. Here, you can meet Snitch. Snitch! Come over here!" Cecile called. He ended his conversation with Race and came over.
"Yeah Cecile?" He said.
"Snitch this is Samantha. She's going to be staying with you for a while. Snitch, Samantha."
"Hello. It's not everyday a beautiful girl like youseself stays with us." He said, kissing her hand and then walking away. Cecile giggled when she saw the other girl blush.