Chapter 4
Crutchie and Billy chose, of course, Central Park, because it is guaranteed. Billy, quickly thinking, tore his shirt in many places, and rolled around in dirt some, for sympathy. But then he wet his hair, brushed it to the side with his fingers, and then put more dirt in his hair, to make it seem like he's trying to be sophisticated. Crutchie, being on a crutch, did nothing but watched and laughed at his completely odd brother.
"Alright Crutch, let's go," said Billy.
"Ya' done? Ha ha, ok let's go," Crutchie said with a smile.
When the reached the center, they crossed good old Spot. Spot, equipped with the standard edition sling shit with a hyper-stretch band, and of course, the roundest, smoothest, and most painful rocks you've ever seen. But just incase his aim wasn't as perfect as usual, he had his usual Brooklyn clan with him. Billy and Crutchie noticed him immediately.
"Ah, Spot, how's it going Brooklyn. Keeping it in order while I'm gone?" said Billy.
"Of course, we's jus' stopping by to pay Jack a visit. The circulation manager jus' died, so we's got a day off," Spot said, with a laugh.
"Well then, see ya' Brooklyn!" Billy said.
"See ya' Spot!" exclaimed Crutchie.
With that, Spot tipped his hat, smiled, and left, eyeballing Billy.
"Don't worry I haven't forgotten Spot. Here are your rocks. I even found some shooting marbles, here," Billy said, as he threw them to Spot. When Spot caught them, he shot one, herd a scream, and ran.
Once Spot was out of sight, the boys finally got to work. They were selling papes here and there, making more than they ever could have imagined. Once, they sold over 100 papes total, some other news boys came into the center, and pushed Crutchie down.
"One, this is our sellin' spot. Two, I have a feelin' it was you who knocked out mi gurl, Rita, wit' that rock. You's gonna pay!" Screamed what seemed to be the leader, carrying Rita on his back. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the world, but if you knew her long enough, you'd be pissed too. Billy although pissed out of his mind about his bro, knew he was in some deep shit.
Crutchie and Billy chose, of course, Central Park, because it is guaranteed. Billy, quickly thinking, tore his shirt in many places, and rolled around in dirt some, for sympathy. But then he wet his hair, brushed it to the side with his fingers, and then put more dirt in his hair, to make it seem like he's trying to be sophisticated. Crutchie, being on a crutch, did nothing but watched and laughed at his completely odd brother.
"Alright Crutch, let's go," said Billy.
"Ya' done? Ha ha, ok let's go," Crutchie said with a smile.
When the reached the center, they crossed good old Spot. Spot, equipped with the standard edition sling shit with a hyper-stretch band, and of course, the roundest, smoothest, and most painful rocks you've ever seen. But just incase his aim wasn't as perfect as usual, he had his usual Brooklyn clan with him. Billy and Crutchie noticed him immediately.
"Ah, Spot, how's it going Brooklyn. Keeping it in order while I'm gone?" said Billy.
"Of course, we's jus' stopping by to pay Jack a visit. The circulation manager jus' died, so we's got a day off," Spot said, with a laugh.
"Well then, see ya' Brooklyn!" Billy said.
"See ya' Spot!" exclaimed Crutchie.
With that, Spot tipped his hat, smiled, and left, eyeballing Billy.
"Don't worry I haven't forgotten Spot. Here are your rocks. I even found some shooting marbles, here," Billy said, as he threw them to Spot. When Spot caught them, he shot one, herd a scream, and ran.
Once Spot was out of sight, the boys finally got to work. They were selling papes here and there, making more than they ever could have imagined. Once, they sold over 100 papes total, some other news boys came into the center, and pushed Crutchie down.
"One, this is our sellin' spot. Two, I have a feelin' it was you who knocked out mi gurl, Rita, wit' that rock. You's gonna pay!" Screamed what seemed to be the leader, carrying Rita on his back. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the world, but if you knew her long enough, you'd be pissed too. Billy although pissed out of his mind about his bro, knew he was in some deep shit.