Wow, this is really a hard decision! Racetrack or Spot? You pick, it'll be
like those choose your own adventure stories. Okay On with the next
chapter.
"Come on Rora" she whispered to herself as she mounted Spitfire "You can do this"
Sheepshead Racetrack was bigger than any of the ones in El Dorado where she had raced, or where Oliver Andrews raced. She hated the fact that she wasn't allowed to race as herself.
"Stop worrying so much. You've been racing longer than all these rich boy yuppies put together"
"Hey deres a new hoise?" asked Racetrack looking down at the listing.
"Yep" yelled Ophelia Clark over the din of the crowd.
Ophelia had been coming to the Racetrack with him since she had become a newsy. Also known as Shakespeare, she was Mush's girlfriend and Racetrack's best friend.
"Ya gonna bet on it?"
"Yeah, I tink so, You?" she asked.
"Might as well"
"Go Spit" whispered Aurora when the bell went off.
Ever since Aurora was young, there was nothing more exciting to her than the feeling of the wind as it rushed past her face.
"Go Spitfire! GO!" she whispered as she easily edged out a young man on a fine black stallion.
"Go! Go!" whispered Racetrack as the horse slid past the competition.
"Oh My God!" yelled Ophelia as Trinket easily lead the pack over the finish line "We won!"
Later That Night..
"Aurora? Dis heres mah goil" said Mush "Aurora, Shakespeare, Shakespeare, Aurora"
"Nice to meet you"
Irving Hall was extremely crowded that night. Newsies from Brooklyn, Queens and Harlem had come to celebrate Jack's birthday. They were currently being regaled by stories of Race's victory. Aurora sat a bit away from them smiling to herself. If they Only knew.
"Rora!" yelled Sapphire "Come 'ere! I want ya ta meet some of da udda goils!"
Aurora stood up and followed Sapphire.
"Dis is Dutchy's goil Requiem" She said pointing to a thin dark haired, sad eyed beauty. "Snoddy's sista Quill, Specs's goil Tragedy, Jack's goil Stress"
"Its really nice to meet you"
"Rora!" Yelled Blink "Come 'ere"
"Yes, your Majesty" replied Aurora mockingly.
"Smartass" whispered Blink "Dis is some a da Brooklyn Newsboys. Fiddle, Zero, Finn and Ollie"
"And I'se Spot Conlon" said A voice behind her .
So let me know what ya think? Spot or Race? Maybe a love triangle? Stress, hope ya like da fact dat ya jack's goil.
Carryin Da Banner, Revolution
"Come on Rora" she whispered to herself as she mounted Spitfire "You can do this"
Sheepshead Racetrack was bigger than any of the ones in El Dorado where she had raced, or where Oliver Andrews raced. She hated the fact that she wasn't allowed to race as herself.
"Stop worrying so much. You've been racing longer than all these rich boy yuppies put together"
"Hey deres a new hoise?" asked Racetrack looking down at the listing.
"Yep" yelled Ophelia Clark over the din of the crowd.
Ophelia had been coming to the Racetrack with him since she had become a newsy. Also known as Shakespeare, she was Mush's girlfriend and Racetrack's best friend.
"Ya gonna bet on it?"
"Yeah, I tink so, You?" she asked.
"Might as well"
"Go Spit" whispered Aurora when the bell went off.
Ever since Aurora was young, there was nothing more exciting to her than the feeling of the wind as it rushed past her face.
"Go Spitfire! GO!" she whispered as she easily edged out a young man on a fine black stallion.
"Go! Go!" whispered Racetrack as the horse slid past the competition.
"Oh My God!" yelled Ophelia as Trinket easily lead the pack over the finish line "We won!"
Later That Night..
"Aurora? Dis heres mah goil" said Mush "Aurora, Shakespeare, Shakespeare, Aurora"
"Nice to meet you"
Irving Hall was extremely crowded that night. Newsies from Brooklyn, Queens and Harlem had come to celebrate Jack's birthday. They were currently being regaled by stories of Race's victory. Aurora sat a bit away from them smiling to herself. If they Only knew.
"Rora!" yelled Sapphire "Come 'ere! I want ya ta meet some of da udda goils!"
Aurora stood up and followed Sapphire.
"Dis is Dutchy's goil Requiem" She said pointing to a thin dark haired, sad eyed beauty. "Snoddy's sista Quill, Specs's goil Tragedy, Jack's goil Stress"
"Its really nice to meet you"
"Rora!" Yelled Blink "Come 'ere"
"Yes, your Majesty" replied Aurora mockingly.
"Smartass" whispered Blink "Dis is some a da Brooklyn Newsboys. Fiddle, Zero, Finn and Ollie"
"And I'se Spot Conlon" said A voice behind her .
So let me know what ya think? Spot or Race? Maybe a love triangle? Stress, hope ya like da fact dat ya jack's goil.
Carryin Da Banner, Revolution