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Wildest in the West
By: Raider Chapter 2
"Girly, get up! Come on, get up!" Raider moved a little and woke up to see a middle aged man prodding her with a stick. "Get up!"
"Where I am?" She murmured, as the events of yesterday came flooding back to her. She sank back down into the hay.
"No. Listen, girly. You have to get off this train. We're leaving in a couple hours for San Francisco and we need this cart for cargo." The man said. She groaned and sat up.
"Where am I?" She asked.
"You don't even know where you are. Well that puts you in a predicament, don't it girly?" The man said with a chuckle at his own humor.
"If you're the only one laughing at your weird, twisted joke; then I guess it means it's not funny. Can you just tell me where I am?" The man was taken back by the boldness from this girl.
"You're at the Grand Central Station in New York City." He said. "Now get off my train!" He raised his hand to strike her, but she grabbed her stuff and jumped off the cart.
"Thanks!" She exclaimed, turning around to glance once more at the red- faced middle-aged man. She made her way out of the station and took in her surroundings. "New York City!" She marveled. "Wow!" High buildings surrounded her and in the distance she could see the Brooklyn Bridge. "This is quite a change from Texas." She thought. The only city she had ever been to was Canyon Break, and that hardly qualified as a city. All it had was a couple of shops, a school, a couple of saloons and a post office. She was too busy looking at the people and things around her that she wasn't paying much attention to what was in front of her. WHAM! She collided into a girl about her height with blonde hair. The papers she was carrying went everywhere.
"I am so sorry!" Raider apologized, picking up the papers that went flying everywhere due to the gusty wind.
"Its ok." The girl laughed. "You've never been here before have you?"
"No. How could you tell?"
"The way that you were looking at the buildings around you. You had this kind of wide opened curiosity."
"Hey Stryker." Her companion, a shorter, redheaded girl said. "Don't she remind you of Cowboy?" The taller one looked her over.
"Come to think of it, yes she does."
"Cowboy? You have cowboys in this city?" Raider asked excitedly.
"Well, he ain't really a cowboy." The redhead said. "He just wants to be one."
"Oh. So how come I remind you of him?" Raider asked.
"Well for one thing, that cowboy hat you have on. And you have about the same color hair as him, blonder though. And your skin color." The taller one said. Raider laughed.
"So I have a twin in New York? Didn't think it would be possible. Could you take me to this cowboy guy?"
"Sure. Its almost six'o'clock, so everyone is probably at Tibby's for dinner."
"Dinner sounds good." Raider said. "I haven't eaten anything for almost a full day now. I'm sorry, I didn't catch either one of your names."
"Well, you're very polite. I'm Stryker and this is my friend, Classic." The tall, blonde one said. The redhead nodded her greetings.
"I'm only polite around girls. Everyone always said that you put on your best manners for the women and don't put on any matters at all for the guys, back where I come from. I really only associate with guys." Raider said.
"Where are you from?" Classic asked her.
"Clearwater, Texas. Home of the Rangers, which I was proud to be the only girl there." She said proudly.
"Well, you've come a bit of a way." Stryker said. "Why did you come all the way out here to the city?"
"I really don't want to talk about it." Raider said, closing the subject.
"Fair enough.We didn't get your name." Stryker said.
"My real name's Jaclyn. But to everyone out West, I was known as Raider."
"Raider it is then." Classic said. "What are you going to do out here in the city?"
"I really don't know. I'll probably find some place to stay tonight and then get a job." Raider suggested, looking at her two new friends.
"Well, we're Newsies." Classic said.
"What?" Raider interrupted.
"Newsies, we sell the papes everyday."
"Oh, Newsies." Raider said.
"If ya want to try it out for a couple of days, we could try to get you a bed at our Lodging House, Bottle Alley." Stryker suggested.
"Really?" Raider asked, amazed at these two girls' niceness towards her. "That would be great. Do other Newsies stay there?"
"Yeah, pretty much all the girls who sell in this area of Manhattan stay at Bottle Alley and the guys stay at the Manhattan Boys Lodging House." Stryker explained.
"When will I get to meet these other Newsies?" Raider asked.
"Well, right now actually. Most of the Newsies meet here at Tibby's for dinner." Classic said before pushing open a glass door.
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"Hey Classic, Stryker!" Stress called out, waving them over.
"What do ya got there?" Race asked, noticing Raider standing next to them. "Dat Jack's twin or something." Classic and Stryker lead Raider over to the table where the majority of the Newsies were.
"This is Raider. She just got here from Texas." Stryker said. "That's Jack down there. Next to him is Stress and there's Race, Blink, Mush and Aki. On the other side is Toity, Lucky, Cole and Specs. Everyone else must be already done or they're still selling, but you'll meet them later." Raider's eyes roamed the table and finally settling on Jack.
"So you must be the wannabe cowboy?" She asked a little too sarcastically. Jack put on his hat.
"I ain't a wannabe. I'm the real thing." He said. She laughed.
"I bet ya don't even know how to saddle a horse. Besides, being a cowboy ain't all its supposed to be." She said, her blue eyes looking past everybody into a distant memory.
Sensing a confrontation brewing Lucky decided to change the topic. "Sorry, my pal over here can sometimes be a little protective of his cowboyishness." Jack looked at her and she gave him a warning look. "I'm Lucky, best poker player this side of da Atlantic. That right there, is one of me best friends Cowboy or Jack Kelly. How'd ya get da name Raider?"
"Have you ever heard of the Rangers?" She asked. A couple of them nodded.
"We may look stupid but we can read and sometimes we actually read the papes we sell." Jack shot, still sore from her comment earlier.
"Excuse me, Cowboy. Well anyways, I was a part of da Rangers. My whole family was. I was the only girl in it and up until a while ago I would be the one who, while they were holding up a bank, go around and raid people's purses and things. That's how I got it." She said.
After a couple of seconds, Jack spoke up. "You're lying." He said harshly. "The Rangers were just guys and I never heard of a Raider in any of da papes."
"Think what you like Cowboy. Do you think the Rangers would want everyone to know that they had a girl? Of course not. And the papers here don't give who was involved. They just say what happened. If you'll excuse me, I need to get away from this big mouth here that has no idea what he's saying." She placed her brown hat on her wavy blonde hair. "I'll just be outside if anyone wants me." Her blue eyes had that hard look in them, perfected by so many years out West, once again.
"Way to go Jack." Stress said sarcastically. "Good job of scaring the new girl off."
"Yeah. What's da matter with you? This one was actually pretty too." Aki turned and slapped his arm. "Not that you aren't too. You're way prettier then she is Aki."
"Hey! She insulted me, what am I supposed to do? Just stand there and take it. Just because she's from West doesn't mean she knows what a cowboy is. She probably never set eyes on a cowboy in her life and is just making that thing up from the Rangers to make us believe that she's tough. She's probably just some semi-rich girl looking for entertainment in the big city."
Toity spoke up quietly. "I believe her and I think she seems nice. A little bit tough, but nice all the same."
"You know who she should meet? Spot." Lucky said. Aki agreed, he was one of her closest friends also. "We'll take her over there sometime this week. Just give her a second chance Jack. I'm sure she's had it rough the past couple of days." They looked out the window to where she stood in the front of the restaurant.
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Raider stood outside Tibby's, gazing at the sunset. It sure wasn't anything like the sunset in Texas. How dare that stupid wannabe Cowboy Newsie tell her what she wasn't! It infuriated her to even think about it. Suddenly, someone placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey baby, how 'bout ya come home with me?" The voice whispered seductively.
Sullivan placed a hand on her shoulder. "Very nicely." He said again. He pulled her closer and started kissing her throat, mouth, anywhere he could lay his lips on. This time, she thought. This time is going to be different.
She grabbed the hand and twisted it around. She kicked the man in the shin and pulled Silver Lightening out of her boot where she had put it for safe keeping the night before. She put it up by his face. "Don't you ever come near me again!" She hissed, staring into the face of the seductive whisper.
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"What is Oscar doing?" Stress asked, looking out the window. Everyone turned to look as Raider put the gun in Oscar's face.
"What were you saying Jack? That this was a rich girl? That, Jack, that was a girl who knows how to fight." Lucky said to him triumphantly.
"Really knows how to fight." He echoed.
When Raider didn't release Oscar, Aki spoke up. "Umm..we should probably go and settle things between these two. I don't want her committing murder or anything." The Newsies hurried outside and pulled Oscar away from her. Blink talked to him in hushed tones for a moment and then headed back towards the group.
"Hey Classic, Stryker. Could you guys show me where the Bottle Alley Lodging House is?" They nodded and hurried to follow Raider.
"Where did ya learn to fight like that?" Jack asked.
"I already told ya Cowboy. The Rangers. And that wasn't really fighting. You haven't seen fighting til you've seen it out West." She said sauntering off.
"Show me proof you were from the Rangers." Jack said boldly.
"You want proof? Proof?" She opened up the carpetbag she was carrying. "Is that proof enough for you?" The Newsies looked inside and gasped. Inside were hundreds of bills of every quantity. "That's from 6 years with the Rangers. And tomorrow can someone show me a bank? I'll see you all tomorrow, I want to sleep in a real bed now." With that, she started off.
"Wait! Raider wait!" Jack called after her. He sprinted to catch up. "Tomorrow, can you show me some cowboy moves?"
"Cowboy moves?" She asked, a smile beginning to dawn upon her face. "Sure, Jack. I'll call ya Cowboy when we have something to back it up with. Until then.." She trailed off and left, leaving Jack hanging.
Hades Pisky Emu Gip Classic Bottle Cap Pandora Aki Punk Revolution: I love your stories!! Keep updating!! Autumn Stress~ Hey you're a poet and you don't even know it. Well, yeah ya do.but ya get the idea. ( To anyone I forgot!! I am sorry!!
Wildest in the West
By: Raider Chapter 2
"Girly, get up! Come on, get up!" Raider moved a little and woke up to see a middle aged man prodding her with a stick. "Get up!"
"Where I am?" She murmured, as the events of yesterday came flooding back to her. She sank back down into the hay.
"No. Listen, girly. You have to get off this train. We're leaving in a couple hours for San Francisco and we need this cart for cargo." The man said. She groaned and sat up.
"Where am I?" She asked.
"You don't even know where you are. Well that puts you in a predicament, don't it girly?" The man said with a chuckle at his own humor.
"If you're the only one laughing at your weird, twisted joke; then I guess it means it's not funny. Can you just tell me where I am?" The man was taken back by the boldness from this girl.
"You're at the Grand Central Station in New York City." He said. "Now get off my train!" He raised his hand to strike her, but she grabbed her stuff and jumped off the cart.
"Thanks!" She exclaimed, turning around to glance once more at the red- faced middle-aged man. She made her way out of the station and took in her surroundings. "New York City!" She marveled. "Wow!" High buildings surrounded her and in the distance she could see the Brooklyn Bridge. "This is quite a change from Texas." She thought. The only city she had ever been to was Canyon Break, and that hardly qualified as a city. All it had was a couple of shops, a school, a couple of saloons and a post office. She was too busy looking at the people and things around her that she wasn't paying much attention to what was in front of her. WHAM! She collided into a girl about her height with blonde hair. The papers she was carrying went everywhere.
"I am so sorry!" Raider apologized, picking up the papers that went flying everywhere due to the gusty wind.
"Its ok." The girl laughed. "You've never been here before have you?"
"No. How could you tell?"
"The way that you were looking at the buildings around you. You had this kind of wide opened curiosity."
"Hey Stryker." Her companion, a shorter, redheaded girl said. "Don't she remind you of Cowboy?" The taller one looked her over.
"Come to think of it, yes she does."
"Cowboy? You have cowboys in this city?" Raider asked excitedly.
"Well, he ain't really a cowboy." The redhead said. "He just wants to be one."
"Oh. So how come I remind you of him?" Raider asked.
"Well for one thing, that cowboy hat you have on. And you have about the same color hair as him, blonder though. And your skin color." The taller one said. Raider laughed.
"So I have a twin in New York? Didn't think it would be possible. Could you take me to this cowboy guy?"
"Sure. Its almost six'o'clock, so everyone is probably at Tibby's for dinner."
"Dinner sounds good." Raider said. "I haven't eaten anything for almost a full day now. I'm sorry, I didn't catch either one of your names."
"Well, you're very polite. I'm Stryker and this is my friend, Classic." The tall, blonde one said. The redhead nodded her greetings.
"I'm only polite around girls. Everyone always said that you put on your best manners for the women and don't put on any matters at all for the guys, back where I come from. I really only associate with guys." Raider said.
"Where are you from?" Classic asked her.
"Clearwater, Texas. Home of the Rangers, which I was proud to be the only girl there." She said proudly.
"Well, you've come a bit of a way." Stryker said. "Why did you come all the way out here to the city?"
"I really don't want to talk about it." Raider said, closing the subject.
"Fair enough.We didn't get your name." Stryker said.
"My real name's Jaclyn. But to everyone out West, I was known as Raider."
"Raider it is then." Classic said. "What are you going to do out here in the city?"
"I really don't know. I'll probably find some place to stay tonight and then get a job." Raider suggested, looking at her two new friends.
"Well, we're Newsies." Classic said.
"What?" Raider interrupted.
"Newsies, we sell the papes everyday."
"Oh, Newsies." Raider said.
"If ya want to try it out for a couple of days, we could try to get you a bed at our Lodging House, Bottle Alley." Stryker suggested.
"Really?" Raider asked, amazed at these two girls' niceness towards her. "That would be great. Do other Newsies stay there?"
"Yeah, pretty much all the girls who sell in this area of Manhattan stay at Bottle Alley and the guys stay at the Manhattan Boys Lodging House." Stryker explained.
"When will I get to meet these other Newsies?" Raider asked.
"Well, right now actually. Most of the Newsies meet here at Tibby's for dinner." Classic said before pushing open a glass door.
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"Hey Classic, Stryker!" Stress called out, waving them over.
"What do ya got there?" Race asked, noticing Raider standing next to them. "Dat Jack's twin or something." Classic and Stryker lead Raider over to the table where the majority of the Newsies were.
"This is Raider. She just got here from Texas." Stryker said. "That's Jack down there. Next to him is Stress and there's Race, Blink, Mush and Aki. On the other side is Toity, Lucky, Cole and Specs. Everyone else must be already done or they're still selling, but you'll meet them later." Raider's eyes roamed the table and finally settling on Jack.
"So you must be the wannabe cowboy?" She asked a little too sarcastically. Jack put on his hat.
"I ain't a wannabe. I'm the real thing." He said. She laughed.
"I bet ya don't even know how to saddle a horse. Besides, being a cowboy ain't all its supposed to be." She said, her blue eyes looking past everybody into a distant memory.
Sensing a confrontation brewing Lucky decided to change the topic. "Sorry, my pal over here can sometimes be a little protective of his cowboyishness." Jack looked at her and she gave him a warning look. "I'm Lucky, best poker player this side of da Atlantic. That right there, is one of me best friends Cowboy or Jack Kelly. How'd ya get da name Raider?"
"Have you ever heard of the Rangers?" She asked. A couple of them nodded.
"We may look stupid but we can read and sometimes we actually read the papes we sell." Jack shot, still sore from her comment earlier.
"Excuse me, Cowboy. Well anyways, I was a part of da Rangers. My whole family was. I was the only girl in it and up until a while ago I would be the one who, while they were holding up a bank, go around and raid people's purses and things. That's how I got it." She said.
After a couple of seconds, Jack spoke up. "You're lying." He said harshly. "The Rangers were just guys and I never heard of a Raider in any of da papes."
"Think what you like Cowboy. Do you think the Rangers would want everyone to know that they had a girl? Of course not. And the papers here don't give who was involved. They just say what happened. If you'll excuse me, I need to get away from this big mouth here that has no idea what he's saying." She placed her brown hat on her wavy blonde hair. "I'll just be outside if anyone wants me." Her blue eyes had that hard look in them, perfected by so many years out West, once again.
"Way to go Jack." Stress said sarcastically. "Good job of scaring the new girl off."
"Yeah. What's da matter with you? This one was actually pretty too." Aki turned and slapped his arm. "Not that you aren't too. You're way prettier then she is Aki."
"Hey! She insulted me, what am I supposed to do? Just stand there and take it. Just because she's from West doesn't mean she knows what a cowboy is. She probably never set eyes on a cowboy in her life and is just making that thing up from the Rangers to make us believe that she's tough. She's probably just some semi-rich girl looking for entertainment in the big city."
Toity spoke up quietly. "I believe her and I think she seems nice. A little bit tough, but nice all the same."
"You know who she should meet? Spot." Lucky said. Aki agreed, he was one of her closest friends also. "We'll take her over there sometime this week. Just give her a second chance Jack. I'm sure she's had it rough the past couple of days." They looked out the window to where she stood in the front of the restaurant.
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Raider stood outside Tibby's, gazing at the sunset. It sure wasn't anything like the sunset in Texas. How dare that stupid wannabe Cowboy Newsie tell her what she wasn't! It infuriated her to even think about it. Suddenly, someone placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey baby, how 'bout ya come home with me?" The voice whispered seductively.
Sullivan placed a hand on her shoulder. "Very nicely." He said again. He pulled her closer and started kissing her throat, mouth, anywhere he could lay his lips on. This time, she thought. This time is going to be different.
She grabbed the hand and twisted it around. She kicked the man in the shin and pulled Silver Lightening out of her boot where she had put it for safe keeping the night before. She put it up by his face. "Don't you ever come near me again!" She hissed, staring into the face of the seductive whisper.
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"What is Oscar doing?" Stress asked, looking out the window. Everyone turned to look as Raider put the gun in Oscar's face.
"What were you saying Jack? That this was a rich girl? That, Jack, that was a girl who knows how to fight." Lucky said to him triumphantly.
"Really knows how to fight." He echoed.
When Raider didn't release Oscar, Aki spoke up. "Umm..we should probably go and settle things between these two. I don't want her committing murder or anything." The Newsies hurried outside and pulled Oscar away from her. Blink talked to him in hushed tones for a moment and then headed back towards the group.
"Hey Classic, Stryker. Could you guys show me where the Bottle Alley Lodging House is?" They nodded and hurried to follow Raider.
"Where did ya learn to fight like that?" Jack asked.
"I already told ya Cowboy. The Rangers. And that wasn't really fighting. You haven't seen fighting til you've seen it out West." She said sauntering off.
"Show me proof you were from the Rangers." Jack said boldly.
"You want proof? Proof?" She opened up the carpetbag she was carrying. "Is that proof enough for you?" The Newsies looked inside and gasped. Inside were hundreds of bills of every quantity. "That's from 6 years with the Rangers. And tomorrow can someone show me a bank? I'll see you all tomorrow, I want to sleep in a real bed now." With that, she started off.
"Wait! Raider wait!" Jack called after her. He sprinted to catch up. "Tomorrow, can you show me some cowboy moves?"
"Cowboy moves?" She asked, a smile beginning to dawn upon her face. "Sure, Jack. I'll call ya Cowboy when we have something to back it up with. Until then.." She trailed off and left, leaving Jack hanging.