3 girls sat with their legs hanging off the docks. They were talking and occasionally erupted with laughter.
A pale girl with long black hair laughed, "And then I said to him, 'Listen, Conlon, if you don't shut up, I'm gonna break you in more places than you can count!' "
The short girl beside her elbowed the first and piped, "Hey Luna, how many's dat? Two?"
The last girl yelped. "Why are you talkin' about my guy like dat?" She promptly pushed her friend off the dock.
Luna jumped up. "Relic! Youse gotta stop doin' dat!"
The short girl popped to the surface and squirted the water out of her mouth. She climbed out as she said, "Man, are you lucky it's hot out here..."
Relic fell over laughing at the sight. "Buttercup! You look like a drowned rat! And youse got some wet grass on your hair."
Buttercup patted the top of her head. "My hat!" She dove back into the murky water after her beloved cap.
Spot walked up with Queenie, Martie, Ben, and T behind him. "Heya, girls. Hi, muffin."
"Heya, Spot." Relic grinned at him.
"So, ah, any of youse girls heard..." Spot stopped short as Buttercup climbed back onto the dock with her black hat clamped between her teeth. "Relic! You really gotta stop doin' dat!"
The girls giggled again. Martie sighed, and T cleared his throat. Ben rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. They were all tired, and completely drained of energy.
Queenie pushed Spot aside and said, "Heard anything about dat girl Anita? Da British one?"
Luna shrugged and pushed her hair out of her face. "Just dat she's missin'. Why?"
T pulled off his bowler. " 'Cause we think she's been kidnapped and could be in a lot of trouble."
Spot pulled on his suspenders and announced, "We can't help you right now, but if it comes to a fight, we'se got your backs."
Suddenly a voice called out, "There you are! I want my slingshot back, now!" Voodoo ran at Buttercup, her red hair flying. She tackled the shorter girl and they both went flying into the bay.
Buttercup gasped for air. "I give up!"
Martie, Ben and T walked away. "Where now?" Martie stared at the ground in front of her feet as if looking away would cause her to stumble. The question wasn't directed to either boy, specifically, and there was a moment of silence, save their footsteps on the street.
"Well," Ben's stomach grumbled. "Let's go get something to eat, then go over to Harlem. I happen to know that there's a show tonight. A lot of newsies are supposed to be going."
T nodded. "Oh yeah, the 1900 revue! I heard it's supposed to be real good."
"Well, lets go to Tibby's. The last thing the guys need is for two of us to disappear!"
A pale girl with long black hair laughed, "And then I said to him, 'Listen, Conlon, if you don't shut up, I'm gonna break you in more places than you can count!' "
The short girl beside her elbowed the first and piped, "Hey Luna, how many's dat? Two?"
The last girl yelped. "Why are you talkin' about my guy like dat?" She promptly pushed her friend off the dock.
Luna jumped up. "Relic! Youse gotta stop doin' dat!"
The short girl popped to the surface and squirted the water out of her mouth. She climbed out as she said, "Man, are you lucky it's hot out here..."
Relic fell over laughing at the sight. "Buttercup! You look like a drowned rat! And youse got some wet grass on your hair."
Buttercup patted the top of her head. "My hat!" She dove back into the murky water after her beloved cap.
Spot walked up with Queenie, Martie, Ben, and T behind him. "Heya, girls. Hi, muffin."
"Heya, Spot." Relic grinned at him.
"So, ah, any of youse girls heard..." Spot stopped short as Buttercup climbed back onto the dock with her black hat clamped between her teeth. "Relic! You really gotta stop doin' dat!"
The girls giggled again. Martie sighed, and T cleared his throat. Ben rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. They were all tired, and completely drained of energy.
Queenie pushed Spot aside and said, "Heard anything about dat girl Anita? Da British one?"
Luna shrugged and pushed her hair out of her face. "Just dat she's missin'. Why?"
T pulled off his bowler. " 'Cause we think she's been kidnapped and could be in a lot of trouble."
Spot pulled on his suspenders and announced, "We can't help you right now, but if it comes to a fight, we'se got your backs."
Suddenly a voice called out, "There you are! I want my slingshot back, now!" Voodoo ran at Buttercup, her red hair flying. She tackled the shorter girl and they both went flying into the bay.
Buttercup gasped for air. "I give up!"
Martie, Ben and T walked away. "Where now?" Martie stared at the ground in front of her feet as if looking away would cause her to stumble. The question wasn't directed to either boy, specifically, and there was a moment of silence, save their footsteps on the street.
"Well," Ben's stomach grumbled. "Let's go get something to eat, then go over to Harlem. I happen to know that there's a show tonight. A lot of newsies are supposed to be going."
T nodded. "Oh yeah, the 1900 revue! I heard it's supposed to be real good."
"Well, lets go to Tibby's. The last thing the guys need is for two of us to disappear!"
