"Where da hell are dey?" asked Stress as she paced the floor of the lodging
house.
"God, Damn." whispered Bottle Cap "Sit down Stress, Ya drivin me
batty."
Stress sighed heavily and flopped down on a chair. She couldn't help worrying about her friends, they were the only family she had.
"Don't worry, Stress," said Aki smiling at her "I'm shoah dere all
right."
Stress smiled at the one person who could make all of them smile. Aki
was one of the sweetest newsgirls in Harlem. Ever the eternal optimist, she saw the beauty in everything and everyone. The much more jaded newsgirls fought to make sure she kept her sunny outlook.
"Yeah, I'm shoah dere fine," Stress replied.
Lucky Windsor stood in the shadows of the street smoking a cigarette; she could see what was about to happen. Jazz was going to run her mouth and there would be another fight. She dropped her cigarette and ground into the pavement.
"Well, Look who it is," exclaimed Revolution, placing her hands on her hips "Hiya Luck."
"Rev, Fear," replied Lucky addressing the only two girls she recognized.
Lucky recognized the familiar glitter in her former best friend's eyes and smiled. I aint been in a good fight in forever, she thought.
"Stress says ta git ya asses back!" yelled Dodge as she came running to them.
"Well, Jazz," hissed Moods "Ya kin go back to ya master, we'se through."
Revolution strode up to Lucky.
"Wipe that smirk off ya face," she hissed dangerously "Or next time I'll make shoah ya aint got anything ta smile about."
"Ooo..." replied Lucky "I'm shakin."
Revolution felt a strong hand pull her away.
"What the hell are is goin on?" asked Jack Kelly glaring at the group.
"Just tendin ta some unfinished business." replied Fearless.
"Well, knock it off!" he whispered "Wheres Stress?"
"Back in Harlem," replied Revolution still glaring at Jazz and Lucky.
"We'se headin back now," said Whistles.
"All right, I'm gonna come wit ya," replied Jack.
Jack placed a comforting hand on the agitated Revolution.
"Come on Rev," he whispered, "Say goodbye to your boy and let's go."
Revolution smiled at him and went to say goodbye to Itey.
"I wish ya would be more careful," he whispered.
"What are ya talkin about?" Revolution laughed in his ear "Careful is my middle name."
Revolution kissed his nose.
"Will I see you tommorow?" he asked.
Revolution smiled.
"Ever the doting boyfriend," she replied laughing.
Itey handed her his jacket, which she gratefully accepted. Tomorrow, she mouthed and walked out the door.
"Hey Moods!" yelled Jazz as they walked away "How's Viper?"
Fearless swore under her breath when she saw Moods tense up. That
good for nothing whore, she thought. Moods and Fearless had proclaimed themselves the protectors of the group. Viper had been struck down and nearly killed while Moods fought off more girls.
"You good for nothing whore," yelled Whistles running to her.
They all watched in shock as Whistles slammed her fist into Jazz's face. ...
"God, Damn." whispered Bottle Cap "Sit down Stress, Ya drivin me
batty."
Stress sighed heavily and flopped down on a chair. She couldn't help worrying about her friends, they were the only family she had.
"Don't worry, Stress," said Aki smiling at her "I'm shoah dere all
right."
Stress smiled at the one person who could make all of them smile. Aki
was one of the sweetest newsgirls in Harlem. Ever the eternal optimist, she saw the beauty in everything and everyone. The much more jaded newsgirls fought to make sure she kept her sunny outlook.
"Yeah, I'm shoah dere fine," Stress replied.
Lucky Windsor stood in the shadows of the street smoking a cigarette; she could see what was about to happen. Jazz was going to run her mouth and there would be another fight. She dropped her cigarette and ground into the pavement.
"Well, Look who it is," exclaimed Revolution, placing her hands on her hips "Hiya Luck."
"Rev, Fear," replied Lucky addressing the only two girls she recognized.
Lucky recognized the familiar glitter in her former best friend's eyes and smiled. I aint been in a good fight in forever, she thought.
"Stress says ta git ya asses back!" yelled Dodge as she came running to them.
"Well, Jazz," hissed Moods "Ya kin go back to ya master, we'se through."
Revolution strode up to Lucky.
"Wipe that smirk off ya face," she hissed dangerously "Or next time I'll make shoah ya aint got anything ta smile about."
"Ooo..." replied Lucky "I'm shakin."
Revolution felt a strong hand pull her away.
"What the hell are is goin on?" asked Jack Kelly glaring at the group.
"Just tendin ta some unfinished business." replied Fearless.
"Well, knock it off!" he whispered "Wheres Stress?"
"Back in Harlem," replied Revolution still glaring at Jazz and Lucky.
"We'se headin back now," said Whistles.
"All right, I'm gonna come wit ya," replied Jack.
Jack placed a comforting hand on the agitated Revolution.
"Come on Rev," he whispered, "Say goodbye to your boy and let's go."
Revolution smiled at him and went to say goodbye to Itey.
"I wish ya would be more careful," he whispered.
"What are ya talkin about?" Revolution laughed in his ear "Careful is my middle name."
Revolution kissed his nose.
"Will I see you tommorow?" he asked.
Revolution smiled.
"Ever the doting boyfriend," she replied laughing.
Itey handed her his jacket, which she gratefully accepted. Tomorrow, she mouthed and walked out the door.
"Hey Moods!" yelled Jazz as they walked away "How's Viper?"
Fearless swore under her breath when she saw Moods tense up. That
good for nothing whore, she thought. Moods and Fearless had proclaimed themselves the protectors of the group. Viper had been struck down and nearly killed while Moods fought off more girls.
"You good for nothing whore," yelled Whistles running to her.
They all watched in shock as Whistles slammed her fist into Jazz's face. ...