Crutchy hurried back to the spot where he'd witnessed the appearing act. He'd forgotten the girl had already started to walk away after he saw her. The disappointed expression on his face showed as he remembered that fact, seeing the girl was not there anymore.
*I have to find her* - he thought. No telling where she was by now though. *How am I gonna prove this to the guys?*
That's when he saw the frequent fruit vender on the street side. Crutchy smiled, knowing the vender was there all the time and most definitely had to see the girl.
The gimp rushed over to the vender. "Mister?"
The vender looked up from replacing a few sold apples. "Yes?"
"Did you, by any chance, see something strange earlier?" Crutchy asked, nonchalantly.
The vender got this "huh" look on his face. "Like what?"
"Like…a girl appearing on the street right there from no where?" He waited anxiously for an answer.
"Uh…I don't think I saw such a thing."
Crutchy's hopeful expression dropped like a ton of bricks at those words. "Are you sure?"
"I'm certain I didn't."
"Okay, thanks." With that, poor Crutchy walked off.
He thought for sure he was going to get a positive answer, but no. He didn't. Crutchy feeling dismayed, headed back to the lodging house. He knew he'd never hear the end of it from the fellow newsies. *They probably think I'm as mad as Pulitzer*
"SHAA LA LA LA LA, LIVE FOR TODAY!" The sudden noise startled him. Someone was singing - and very off key, I might add. Crutchy's head snapped up to see a blonde headed girl skipping up and down the street. No one seemed to notice her! Crutchy thought that was kind of odd, but only for a moment. He hurried to catch her.
"Hey, goil whose singing!"
Sunny stopped her frenzy of singing and skipping, and turned to the person calling her. "HI!" she exclaimed, brightly.
"Hi!" Crutchy exclaimed back. He hobbled up to her. "You wouldn't happen to not be from around here?"
She shrugged. "Depends on where here is. I have no clue! It's pretty groovy though. I can act as weird as I want and no one stops me." Sunny giggled. Crutchy cocked his head. This girl was as strange as he was.
"You're in Manhattan, New York. Ever been here?"
"I live here, but here looks different. I'm confused." Sunny scrunched her nose. "Those drugs must of really wrapped my brain this time."
"Well, I have no idea what you mean by drugs, but if you need help, I'll do my best to help." Crutchy smiled that big, friendly smile of his and added, "Come back with me to the lodging house I live at. I have to uh…let you meet my friends."
By now, Sunny was staring into space like Crutchy wasn't even there. He elbowed her. She flinched and looked at him again. "Huh?"
"Just come with me." He grabbed her arm, and started tugging her along. "By the way, my name is Crutchy."
Sunny came back to life. "That's a groovy name! I must be in another dimension of time. No one where I'm from has a groovy name like that."
Crutchy shook his head as they started to walk to the lodging house. "That's not my real name."
"Oh. Well, I'm Sunny but that's not my real name either. It's Lorraine, but I can't stand that!"
"Then I'll just call you Sunny."
She got a shocked look on her face. "Good idea!"
*I have to find her* - he thought. No telling where she was by now though. *How am I gonna prove this to the guys?*
That's when he saw the frequent fruit vender on the street side. Crutchy smiled, knowing the vender was there all the time and most definitely had to see the girl.
The gimp rushed over to the vender. "Mister?"
The vender looked up from replacing a few sold apples. "Yes?"
"Did you, by any chance, see something strange earlier?" Crutchy asked, nonchalantly.
The vender got this "huh" look on his face. "Like what?"
"Like…a girl appearing on the street right there from no where?" He waited anxiously for an answer.
"Uh…I don't think I saw such a thing."
Crutchy's hopeful expression dropped like a ton of bricks at those words. "Are you sure?"
"I'm certain I didn't."
"Okay, thanks." With that, poor Crutchy walked off.
He thought for sure he was going to get a positive answer, but no. He didn't. Crutchy feeling dismayed, headed back to the lodging house. He knew he'd never hear the end of it from the fellow newsies. *They probably think I'm as mad as Pulitzer*
"SHAA LA LA LA LA, LIVE FOR TODAY!" The sudden noise startled him. Someone was singing - and very off key, I might add. Crutchy's head snapped up to see a blonde headed girl skipping up and down the street. No one seemed to notice her! Crutchy thought that was kind of odd, but only for a moment. He hurried to catch her.
"Hey, goil whose singing!"
Sunny stopped her frenzy of singing and skipping, and turned to the person calling her. "HI!" she exclaimed, brightly.
"Hi!" Crutchy exclaimed back. He hobbled up to her. "You wouldn't happen to not be from around here?"
She shrugged. "Depends on where here is. I have no clue! It's pretty groovy though. I can act as weird as I want and no one stops me." Sunny giggled. Crutchy cocked his head. This girl was as strange as he was.
"You're in Manhattan, New York. Ever been here?"
"I live here, but here looks different. I'm confused." Sunny scrunched her nose. "Those drugs must of really wrapped my brain this time."
"Well, I have no idea what you mean by drugs, but if you need help, I'll do my best to help." Crutchy smiled that big, friendly smile of his and added, "Come back with me to the lodging house I live at. I have to uh…let you meet my friends."
By now, Sunny was staring into space like Crutchy wasn't even there. He elbowed her. She flinched and looked at him again. "Huh?"
"Just come with me." He grabbed her arm, and started tugging her along. "By the way, my name is Crutchy."
Sunny came back to life. "That's a groovy name! I must be in another dimension of time. No one where I'm from has a groovy name like that."
Crutchy shook his head as they started to walk to the lodging house. "That's not my real name."
"Oh. Well, I'm Sunny but that's not my real name either. It's Lorraine, but I can't stand that!"
"Then I'll just call you Sunny."
She got a shocked look on her face. "Good idea!"