Author's Note: Emma is Sunshine, I'm gonna write that way. So who was Emma
before Is Sunshine now.
Sunshine stood up and shook the dirt from her hair. Some host he is, she thought shooting Spot a look full of contempt.
"ooo, I don't tink she likes you" said Smirks.
"Shuddup" hissed Spot.
He couldn't understand why the look in her eyes hurt him so much. He knew that any Manhattan newsy hated Brooklyn. It's probably on da application, he thought, to become a newsy in manhattan. Do you like Spot Conlon? Check yes or no.
"What are we gonna do?" asked El Dorado.
"Ya tink we should go talk to Keys" asked Jack.
"Yeah, but jus us" said Stress "Leave Track and Blink outta dis, dey'll only scare da poor goil"
Jack nodded and they walked to Medda's to talk to Keys O' Hare, the little sister of Fiddle O'Hare and the most amazing piano player in the city. Much like Crutchy in Brooklyn, harrassing Keys was deemed off limits. The young girl was well liked by both sides and was allowed to travel freely amongst them.
"Hey Kelly" said Keys as she tuned the grand piano on the
stage "What's rollin?"
"Keys" said Jack "Where would Brooklyn keep a newsy who had strayed
inta dere territory"
"Mah guess is da bottom a da Hudson" said Keys "Why?"
"Sunshine" said El Dorado "Dey've got 'er"
"Well, do dey know who she is?" asked Keys.
"Yeah, I tink so" replied a shaken Jack.
"Well, what ya shoid do" said Keys as she flipped her long dark hair
over her shoulders "send some a ya goils ova and Spot'll talk to dem"
"Ya shoah?"
"I can make shoah a dat" said Keys "I'll go wit dem."
"I'll go" said Stress.
"Nah, sorry. But Spot wont talk to ya. Send El Dorado, Chipper, and
Spin"
Stress looked at El Dorado who shook her head.
"Yeah, Okay" said Jack "Tonite?"
"Tonite" replied Keys.
Sunshine walked begrudingly beside Spot as they walked to the docks. She couldn't help but sneak glances at him as they walked. He had such composure, and was so sure of himself. He may have been one of the smallest Brooklyn newsies but she could understand why the others
followed him.
"Hey Kid" said Fiddle "Want a play?"
Sunshine smiled and shook her head. She didn't feel like playing poker just then.
"No tanks"
She sat down on a box and looked out onto the stormy sea.
"Ya know, he's not so bad once ya git to know 'im" said Smirks as she sat down next to her "I don't tink we'se been properly introduced yet. I'm Smirks Whistler"
Sunshine smiled and spit into her palm.
"Sunshine Sullivan, and I aint to shoah I want ta git to know 'im"
Smirks laughed and shook her head.
"What?"
"Your as bad as 'im" said Smirks "I've seen da looks ya two keep givin each udda. See he's lookin at ta now"
Sunshine looked over to where Spot sat talking to a bunch of his boys. Sure enough, Spot was looking at her. His eyes burning a hole
through her.
"Dis is not good" whispered Sunshine as she felt her heart jump when their eyes connected "Not good at all"
Sunshine stood up and shook the dirt from her hair. Some host he is, she thought shooting Spot a look full of contempt.
"ooo, I don't tink she likes you" said Smirks.
"Shuddup" hissed Spot.
He couldn't understand why the look in her eyes hurt him so much. He knew that any Manhattan newsy hated Brooklyn. It's probably on da application, he thought, to become a newsy in manhattan. Do you like Spot Conlon? Check yes or no.
"What are we gonna do?" asked El Dorado.
"Ya tink we should go talk to Keys" asked Jack.
"Yeah, but jus us" said Stress "Leave Track and Blink outta dis, dey'll only scare da poor goil"
Jack nodded and they walked to Medda's to talk to Keys O' Hare, the little sister of Fiddle O'Hare and the most amazing piano player in the city. Much like Crutchy in Brooklyn, harrassing Keys was deemed off limits. The young girl was well liked by both sides and was allowed to travel freely amongst them.
"Hey Kelly" said Keys as she tuned the grand piano on the
stage "What's rollin?"
"Keys" said Jack "Where would Brooklyn keep a newsy who had strayed
inta dere territory"
"Mah guess is da bottom a da Hudson" said Keys "Why?"
"Sunshine" said El Dorado "Dey've got 'er"
"Well, do dey know who she is?" asked Keys.
"Yeah, I tink so" replied a shaken Jack.
"Well, what ya shoid do" said Keys as she flipped her long dark hair
over her shoulders "send some a ya goils ova and Spot'll talk to dem"
"Ya shoah?"
"I can make shoah a dat" said Keys "I'll go wit dem."
"I'll go" said Stress.
"Nah, sorry. But Spot wont talk to ya. Send El Dorado, Chipper, and
Spin"
Stress looked at El Dorado who shook her head.
"Yeah, Okay" said Jack "Tonite?"
"Tonite" replied Keys.
Sunshine walked begrudingly beside Spot as they walked to the docks. She couldn't help but sneak glances at him as they walked. He had such composure, and was so sure of himself. He may have been one of the smallest Brooklyn newsies but she could understand why the others
followed him.
"Hey Kid" said Fiddle "Want a play?"
Sunshine smiled and shook her head. She didn't feel like playing poker just then.
"No tanks"
She sat down on a box and looked out onto the stormy sea.
"Ya know, he's not so bad once ya git to know 'im" said Smirks as she sat down next to her "I don't tink we'se been properly introduced yet. I'm Smirks Whistler"
Sunshine smiled and spit into her palm.
"Sunshine Sullivan, and I aint to shoah I want ta git to know 'im"
Smirks laughed and shook her head.
"What?"
"Your as bad as 'im" said Smirks "I've seen da looks ya two keep givin each udda. See he's lookin at ta now"
Sunshine looked over to where Spot sat talking to a bunch of his boys. Sure enough, Spot was looking at her. His eyes burning a hole
through her.
"Dis is not good" whispered Sunshine as she felt her heart jump when their eyes connected "Not good at all"