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A/N: I'm sorry if this is confuzzling at times. My writing can sometimes be like that. I just got the idea and had to write it so...yeah lol.
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Living Spirits Chapter 2I could feel my brain throbbing, almost as if it were about to pound out of my skull. I opened my eyes to find I was in a bunkroom. It was exactly like the one I memorized in Newsies. It was about as messy as the one in Newsies too.
"'Ey she's up!" There was that boy again. I turned my head to the voice, making the pain surge ten times faster through my nerves, but I didn't care. I would finally put a face to the voice. My jaw dropped in that very same moment. It was Specs. "Are you'se ok?" I laid there speechless with my jaw dropped open as far as it could possibly be. I finally regained my senses and nodded.
It must have been obvious that I was shocked because he just grinned and laughed. "You'se got hit pretty bad, we didn't know when you'se gonna wake up." I was just standing there in that hole and then I woke up back in time somewhere. I couldn't figure it out and something inside of me didn't want to. I figured I'd just enjoy it while I was there.
"Whad happened?" I paused for a moment. 'Did I just say whad? Now I'm talking like them too. This is weird.' Specs looked at me strangely, like he was trying to figure out what was wrong with me. "You'se don't remembah? Boy Splash, I don't know about you'se." He shook his head. 'Splash. I'm known as Splash? This will take some getting used to.'
"Well dat guy from you'se past was lookin' fer you. You'se know da one you never wanna tell us about." Considering I didn't even know who I was supposed to be, this helped me out immensely. I sighed when Specs started explaining again.
"An' we saw 'im chasin' you. You went to dat abandoned house we'se all hide in when we'se gettin' chased by da bulls. 'E saw you crawl in da hidin' spot undah da floorboards an' hit you wid one. Me an' Skittery scared 'im off an' carried you heah." I turned my head to the other side to see Skittery sitting down on his bunk.
I sat up trying to ignore the pain rushing throughout my body. I started to get up when Skittery joined in the conversation. "You'se can have your old bunk back. We'se made shoah nobody took it in case you'se came back."
I walked over to where he was heading. Almost going past where he stopped, I realized where my bunk must have been. I hugged him and whispered 'thanks'. On the bunk was a box of little trinkets, which I assumed belonged to Splash. There were two shiny pink hairclips that stood out above the rest. They had to be the brightest most awful looking things I ever saw. Then again I never was a pink person. As I was picking them up, a shock went jolting inside my body. My mind blanked and I began to feel dizzy.
"Oh I love dem" The girls' voice rang inside my head. You could tell she wasn't very sincere about the answer. 'Why am I hearing her spirit again?' "I'se gonna wear dem always."
Specs walked over and rested his hand on my shoulder. "Are you'se ok?" My mind drifted back to reality and I nodded.
After a few awkward moments, I walked over to a mirror close to the washroom. The image staring back at me was the same as always except my clothing. I had a blue green button up shirt on with black colored pants. "I'se jus' overly happy about findin' dese clips in me box of stuff." As I said that, I put the shiny pink catastrophes in my hair. 'This Splash girl has no taste.'
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It wasn't long before the rest of the newsies started popping back into the lodging house. Most of them greeted me with a warm 'Hiya' and others with a spit shake. It was at this point that I was glad I wasn't one of those stuck up girly girls that wonder around my school so much.
The increase in newsies also made an increase of heat in the bunk area. I rolled up my sleeves in a last attempt to stay cool.
It was then that a younger newsies I hadn't seen in the movie came up to me. 'Hiya, I'se Glimmer." I looked at him as if trying to pretend I had known him. It wasn't a mystery how he got his name. His dark blue eyes seemed to glimmer with a certain amount of trouble. He pushed his shaggy brown hair out of his eyes, and realized I was clueless as to who he may be.
"I'se came when you'se was out da past week." I smiled appreciating that I had gotten out of that this easy. "Hiya."
I wondered why he hadn't left already when he blurted out another question. "How'd you'se get da scar on your arm." I looked over at my right arm. I had always had a light scar on that arm from as far back as I can remember. When I looked at it this time, it had gotten worse. Almost like it had just recently happened.
Seeing as I couldn't just leave this little kid standing there without answering him, I searched my mind and came up with a plausible answer. "I'se was swimmin' one day an' dis bull shark came up an' bit me arm. I'se jus' started splashin' up a storm tryin' to get somebody ta help me. Dey's been callin' me Splash ever since."
The kid seemed content with the answer and scampered off. This gave me time to sit on my bunk and figure out how on God's green Earth I had thought of a story like that.
A/N: Sorry so short. I'll post more when I get the chance. Until then...PLEASE REVIEW!!!! I live and breathe for those things lol.