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Chapter 15

*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Who's dat?" a tall girl with light brown/red hair and blue eyes whispered to another girl who had the same hair color and eyes.

Swifty came over and wrapped his arms around the first girl's waist. "From wat I hoid, Taffe, she's da sistah of Jack."

The other girl nodded, "That's what Specs told me. He said dat he knew her for a lil bit before she left."

"How come no one has mentioned her, Stage?" Taffe asked the other girl.

"Well," Specs whispered, " Jacky-boy forbid anyone from talkin bout it, but some a da oddah guys who knew her for longer would bring it up, an he'd get very short wit dem."

"Well, at least he's happy she back," the girls sighed as they walked upstairs.

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"Git up!" Was the welcome Charlotte heard her first morning back. She groggily opened her eyes and saw two girls near her bed. One of then was the girl Mush was with last night, and the other was the girl Spot was with.

One girl held out her hand, " I'se Hades, and dats Mist."

Char sat up, " Da names Charlotte, but you'se ken call me dat or Char, Charlie, or Splash. Wat time is is?"

"Oh, jist bout six toity." Hades cheerfully responded, " An about time to git up an sell da papes."

Selling papes, something Charlotte hadn't done in a long time, made her get up an move quicker than usual. She excused herself and made her way into the washroom, where she emerged a few minutes later wearing dark brown pants and shoes, a light brown hat, a light blue shirt, and black suspenders.

"So, how'd I look?" she asked Mist.

Mist looked at her, and quietly replied, "Jist like one of us."

Splash smiled, and started down the stairs.

Hades caught up as she was walking through the door, " We'se ta take you'se ta da Distribution Center, an den Jacky want's ta sell wit youse."

"Alright," she beamed, being glad to be in the city again, and be with her friends.

Mist and Hades walked next to her, Hades just chattering to whoever would listen, but Mist just kept silent. About halfway there, she finally spoke,

"How'd ya know Spot?"

"Spot? He's me best friend, since foreva!" Charlotte gushed, but stopped when she saw the look on Mist's face.

"I thought you'se was more wen he saw you'se last night, an he used ta talk bout you'se all da time, but I nevah tought you'd would come back." Mist was beaming.

"Me an Spot ken nevah, and will nevah be anytin more den friends."

Mist was more talkative and friendly once she found that out.



The gates were large and cold, but standing inside them was the warmth of family and friends. Jack went over to her.

"Ya gonna sell wit me, sis?" He ruffled her hair, and she grabbed his hand and just answered, "Yeah, jist as soon as ya introduce me ta all da new people."

Mush, Race, Specs, Blink, and a few other people who had been there for over for years didn't need introducing, but others did.

Staring with the girl on his right, he started to name people.

"Dat is Stress, she;s me goil, and deres Fearless, Mist, Stage, Hades, Bottle Cap, Dragonfly, Holiday, Bumlets, Snitch, Spin, Jake, Taffe, Pranster.."

He continued until he had named everybody at the DO, and then proceeded to go up to the desk and order 150 papes.

Charlotte looked at him skeptically, and ordered another 25.

"Jeez, Jack, I'se ain't dat bad."

Jack grinned and hopped off the ramp to wait for Stress.

When Char looked at him, he explained that he never, ever sold without Stress.

Stress joined them, and together they walked out the DO, Jack with 100 papes, Stress 80, and Splash 75.

They walked to Jack's selling spot near the fights, but didn't go inside because Stress didn't like to see the guy's fight.

"Heya Jack, were's Mock an Slick"

"Oh, Spot's takin care of dem."

Charlotte paled, and Stress rushed over.

"Are you okay?"

"Dere two leadahs, dey's nevah gonna git along. Spot and Slick have bad tempers."

Jack's face returned to normal, and he just smiled, " I have it unda control."

Charlotte straightened up and thanked Stress, and called out her improved headline.

" People drowned off Brooklyn Bridge said to be lost runaways."

That's all for now.I have writer's block, and Illusion, you'll be coming in soon!