"Just to Love"
By: Laney Sanchez
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Note: Woohoo! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. It's been really hectic. Plus I have this bad habit of dropping stories right in the middle X.x
I don't want to do that with this one because I really like it. So I hope you all are still reading! Enjoy ^_^
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Chapter 7 ~ Easy to Say, But Hard to Play
The hustle and bustle near the docks was enough that it would've made anyone scream in confusion.
Reina had no idea how she was going to find her voice and sell the papers in her arms.
Kid seemed to be scanning the area for something. Exactly what, Reina wasn't sure of.
She glanced to him.
Reina knew instantly that she must've looked pretty lost because Kid flashed her one of those heart melting smiles. It seemed to say "Everything will be okay..."
Reina didn't even notice she was staring. The crowds had melted away and only Kid remained...
"Okay...the key to selling papes is to be REAL loud, ok?"
Reina only nodded, only slightly aware of what Kid had said.
"And if it comes down to it...you might hafta shove those papes right into der arms till they buy 'em"
Reina nodded again.
Kid shook his head and snickered. "Good luck...you'll be needin' it"
And with that he walked off, disappearing among the mass crowd.
"My God...I want to kiss him..."Reina muttered. Reina then was swept back to reality by the bustling crowds and loud jumbled conversations of everyone around her. Reina spotted a good corner and walked over. She let the stack of papers fall to her side and broke off the thin strips binding them. She grabbed a few and held them up. She opened her mouth to yell something but stopped...
She blushed, immediately realizing that she had NO idea what the headlines even were. "Smart..." she said, feeling utterly dumb.
Reina glanced at the front. Something about a factory explosion...
For a moment, she remembered how her father use to work at a factory...a packaging company of some sort.
.·."When are you coming home...?".·.
.·.A man glanced to the pretty red haired woman. "I am home aren't I?".·.
.·.The woman's eyes sparkled with vibrant tears. "Home for good! I...just- Don't you understand that-".·.
.·."No! Christ- Don't YOU understand? If there's no money, there's no food. No money, NO FOOD! Meaning we ALL starve!".·.
.·."I KNOW! But you have a family too!!" the woman cried, as if the very words themselves were ripping her to shreds. .·.
Reina forced herself out of the memory and shook her head. She glared at no one in particular. "No time for stupid memories now..."
She held the papers firmly in one arm and prepared to hold one out to the public view.
A person gave her a dirty look. A VERY mean look. Reina was about to say something until she realized that her features were still locked in a scowl. "...oops..." she said feeling a bit sheepish. Then a smirk spread across her face.
It was time to work.
And Reina was going to make Spot Conlon eat his words.
"READ IT NOW!" Reina shouted as best as she could. She was surprised at the volume of her voice, but strangely enough she liked it. It was almost like screaming was relaxing.
"FACTORY FIRE!! ..." she paused thinking of her next line. She hadn't read the article...so she had nothing to go on.
"...and um...LOTS OF EXPLOSIONS!!!" she added.
No one seemed interested.
Reina sighed. Maybe this was going to be harder than it had first seemed.
.·."...but if you slack off or slip up once, just once ya hear...then yer gone".·.
Reina glared at the paper. This couldn't be THAT hard...
.·."I don't accept girls...".·.
Spot's voice was ringing in Reina's head like an annoying little two year old who would NOT shut up. She gritted her teeth. Her blood was beginning to boil and she felt her anger flare.
.·."I can do as good as job as anyone else here".·.
.·."Really?".·.
Reina had enough. " YES REALLY! I'LL SHOW YOU SPOT CONLON!"
People around Reina seemed to jump back either in shock or in fear. However Reina was beyond the point of caring.
"HUGE, MASSIVE FACTORY FIRE!!! HUNDREDS KILLED! WIVES SOBBING!! CHILDREN CRYING!!!! HUGEST NEW YORK MASSACRE EVER!!!!"
Reina panted but was relieved to see that the crowd of people who were once looking at her like she was a nut, was now shoving coins into her hands and snatching papers off one after the other.
Reina breathed in and out heavily. She felt her blood cooling and her temper lowering. She hardly realized that her stack of papers was almost gone...
Once Reina had calmed down she stood shocked. Her papers were totally gone. She had done it...
She thought of Spot.
Then she thought of walking up to him and slapping him with a paper. Spot had finally shut up.
She allowed a wide, very proud grin to cross her face.
By: Laney Sanchez
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Note: Woohoo! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. It's been really hectic. Plus I have this bad habit of dropping stories right in the middle X.x
I don't want to do that with this one because I really like it. So I hope you all are still reading! Enjoy ^_^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 7 ~ Easy to Say, But Hard to Play
The hustle and bustle near the docks was enough that it would've made anyone scream in confusion.
Reina had no idea how she was going to find her voice and sell the papers in her arms.
Kid seemed to be scanning the area for something. Exactly what, Reina wasn't sure of.
She glanced to him.
Reina knew instantly that she must've looked pretty lost because Kid flashed her one of those heart melting smiles. It seemed to say "Everything will be okay..."
Reina didn't even notice she was staring. The crowds had melted away and only Kid remained...
"Okay...the key to selling papes is to be REAL loud, ok?"
Reina only nodded, only slightly aware of what Kid had said.
"And if it comes down to it...you might hafta shove those papes right into der arms till they buy 'em"
Reina nodded again.
Kid shook his head and snickered. "Good luck...you'll be needin' it"
And with that he walked off, disappearing among the mass crowd.
"My God...I want to kiss him..."Reina muttered. Reina then was swept back to reality by the bustling crowds and loud jumbled conversations of everyone around her. Reina spotted a good corner and walked over. She let the stack of papers fall to her side and broke off the thin strips binding them. She grabbed a few and held them up. She opened her mouth to yell something but stopped...
She blushed, immediately realizing that she had NO idea what the headlines even were. "Smart..." she said, feeling utterly dumb.
Reina glanced at the front. Something about a factory explosion...
For a moment, she remembered how her father use to work at a factory...a packaging company of some sort.
.·."When are you coming home...?".·.
.·.A man glanced to the pretty red haired woman. "I am home aren't I?".·.
.·.The woman's eyes sparkled with vibrant tears. "Home for good! I...just- Don't you understand that-".·.
.·."No! Christ- Don't YOU understand? If there's no money, there's no food. No money, NO FOOD! Meaning we ALL starve!".·.
.·."I KNOW! But you have a family too!!" the woman cried, as if the very words themselves were ripping her to shreds. .·.
Reina forced herself out of the memory and shook her head. She glared at no one in particular. "No time for stupid memories now..."
She held the papers firmly in one arm and prepared to hold one out to the public view.
A person gave her a dirty look. A VERY mean look. Reina was about to say something until she realized that her features were still locked in a scowl. "...oops..." she said feeling a bit sheepish. Then a smirk spread across her face.
It was time to work.
And Reina was going to make Spot Conlon eat his words.
"READ IT NOW!" Reina shouted as best as she could. She was surprised at the volume of her voice, but strangely enough she liked it. It was almost like screaming was relaxing.
"FACTORY FIRE!! ..." she paused thinking of her next line. She hadn't read the article...so she had nothing to go on.
"...and um...LOTS OF EXPLOSIONS!!!" she added.
No one seemed interested.
Reina sighed. Maybe this was going to be harder than it had first seemed.
.·."...but if you slack off or slip up once, just once ya hear...then yer gone".·.
Reina glared at the paper. This couldn't be THAT hard...
.·."I don't accept girls...".·.
Spot's voice was ringing in Reina's head like an annoying little two year old who would NOT shut up. She gritted her teeth. Her blood was beginning to boil and she felt her anger flare.
.·."I can do as good as job as anyone else here".·.
.·."Really?".·.
Reina had enough. " YES REALLY! I'LL SHOW YOU SPOT CONLON!"
People around Reina seemed to jump back either in shock or in fear. However Reina was beyond the point of caring.
"HUGE, MASSIVE FACTORY FIRE!!! HUNDREDS KILLED! WIVES SOBBING!! CHILDREN CRYING!!!! HUGEST NEW YORK MASSACRE EVER!!!!"
Reina panted but was relieved to see that the crowd of people who were once looking at her like she was a nut, was now shoving coins into her hands and snatching papers off one after the other.
Reina breathed in and out heavily. She felt her blood cooling and her temper lowering. She hardly realized that her stack of papers was almost gone...
Once Reina had calmed down she stood shocked. Her papers were totally gone. She had done it...
She thought of Spot.
Then she thought of walking up to him and slapping him with a paper. Spot had finally shut up.
She allowed a wide, very proud grin to cross her face.