A/n ~ DiScLAiMer .. nope I dont own any of the newsies..*sighs* I wish I
could own Mush, but ya know.. I own Zoe, Hope and Mary!!! I m not making
any money from this so lets not sue me, ey?
A*n : thanx so much 4 the reviews!! Haha I 3 them they r really motivating n helPful .. ok now on w/ chapter 5
Chapter 5 : Brooklyn Nights.
Zoe had a hard time waking up the next morning. It wasn't such a beautiful day, and the previous night she had spent most of her time at the Lodging House enjoying a magnificent game of poker, which resulted in Race being two dollars richer, and poor Blink losing a nickel.
Zoe groaned as she scrambled out of bed and wiped the sleep out of her eyes. Quickly she rummaged through her dresser for a decent dress. She let out a sigh of exasperation as she settled for a dull gray work dress. After dressing hastily, she wobbled over to her washroom. Looking in the mirror she wanted to punch the glass. Her black curls were in a tangled mess. After trying to tame them she settled for pulling them back into a pale pink ribbon. With painful tears in her eyes (combing hair is no easy business), she suddenly stopped in her tracks towards the door. Tonight she was supposed to spend in Brooklyn with Hope. Zoe grunted as she headed down towards the theater where Medda was already practicing a new act.
"Uh," she started nervously. She had already missed work the previous night, and didn't want Medda to think she was sneaking out. "Medda, I don't think I'm gonna be able ta woik ta night. Ya see, Hope, dis real nice Brooklyn newsie, and not ta mention Spot's goil, well she invited me ta spend tha night there. Can Susanna fill in foah me again?" Zoe closed her eyes tightly before Medda answered.
"I suppose," Medda started. Zoe snapped her eyes open to see the pretty older red haired woman. "Be careful though Zoe. And I expect you at work tomarrow night! Alright?"
Zoe nodded and turned for the door, rolling her eyes. Sometimes Medda got on her last nerve.
"I'm goin out," she mumbled blankly and before Medda could question her, she slammed the door on her way out.
Crisp wind whipped her hair as she walked down the busy streets. It was early still, but Zoe could hear the faint cries of the Manhattan Newsboys.' She sighed. Where was she going? She had no idea. She just needed to get away from the theater for awhile. She lived there all her life, and sometimes she just needed a break. A smile crept upon her lips as she remembered that she was Mush's girl. She was very happy indeed! The love of her short life, was now hers. It had been almost a full twenty-four hours, and she wanted to see him. But she held herself back and made sure she didn't walk right into Bottle Alley.
Don't get the wrong impression, Zoe was very much in love. But she didn't want to be one of those girls who was constantly pestering their loved one. Mush needed his space, and she was going to give it to him.
She wandered aimlessly down the Manhattan streets for about twenty minutes when she decided to head to Central Park. It wasn't the prettiest day, but she could use some time just to sit and think.
After about another ten minutes of walking, she finally reached the beautiful park, and sat down on the bench where Mush and her had had their first kiss. She was aiming on just being alone and thinking, when her session was cut short by a call coming towards her.
"Zoe-hey! Hey Zoe ovah heah!"
Zoe whipped her head around and snapped her eyes open. She was just about to snap at whoever interrupted her lovely session, when she saw who the speaker was. A grin formed on her lips when she saw it was Hope.
"Hi," Zoe said. She was hoping Hope was going to invite her back to Brooklyn early. She didn't want to go back to Medda anytime soon.
Hope sat down next to Zoe and smiled at her.
"You'se still spendin dah day wit me?" she asked. Zoe nodded. "Good! Well I'se was t`inkin dat we'se head tah Tibby's now, just foah lunch wit dah newsies den we'se head tah Brooklyn!"
Zoe quickly nodded in agreement and they both made their way to Tibby's.
"So how's ya day goin?" Zoe asked as they were just about to enter.
"Tell yah bout it latah. Brooklyn's a decent walk so I'se figah keep dat story foah latah," Hope muttered under her breath as they entered the restaurant.
It was early still, so the place wasn't very much packed. A few newsies were there-including familiar faces. Race, Blink, Jack, Spot and Mush were all sitting in a booth by the window. When they saw Zoe and Hope, they smiled and waved for them to come over.
When they reached the table, Mush stood up and gave Zoe a kiss on her cheek. Smiling slightly, she sat down next to him and the other newsies. Spot put his arm around Hope.
"Whatcha two up tah?" asked Race.
"Well," started Hope. "I'se tinkin dat I'se gonna take Zoe back ta Brooklyn wit me tanight. I ain't neva spend time wit oddah goils. Mary lives in Queens, so dats difficult, and bein dat I'se da only goil newsie, I figure I need some compahny." She caught Zoe's eye and smiled at her.
"Sounds like fun," Blink said as he ordered his food from a waitress. "But Brooklyn ain't no tea pawty. Be'se cahful Zoe."
Zoe hoped no one would say that. She knew it was coming, the pre- talk. And she hated it!
"Zoe," Mush started. "Brooklyn's dangerous. Blink's right. Be cahful."
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Mush I'se know! I live on me on fah about I dunno, what? Six yeahs, and I aint dead am I?" Mush reddened a little bit but still looked concerned.
"Yeah," he said. "I'se know, I'se know. I'se just worried." He gently took her hand in his. Zoe smiled and blushed when Race, Jack and Blink started to snicker.
"Well!" Hope said standing up. "If dats settle, I wanna take Zoe back wit me ta Brooklyn now! We'se gonna go and den I'm tirahd so'se I wanna hit da sack oily. (early. Not "oily"!) k? Any objections ya bummahs?" Hope finished this last part jokingly.
"Not wid meh," Spot said and just before Hope stood up, she grabbed her and kissed her neck while she tried not to smile.
"Stop!" she shrieked helplessly, but eventually Spot stopped, and after saying good-bye, they were soon nearing the Brooklyn bridge.
"So tell me aboutcha day!" Zoe said as her and Hope walked over the bridge.
"Well," Hope began. "I'se was sellin papes like usual, right? And guess wut! Dis real bitch came up to me. I mean she was like dah real bitchy type. Bright blonde hair wit dah blue eyes, dressed real hoity toity and says tah me, are ya ready foah dis, 'Excuse me! I want a paper! Hurry now before anyone sees me talking to you! You street rat!' I was so blown away I didn't react. I just gave ha her pape and she left. I was so surprised. It was awful!" Hope laughed at the end of her story, and Zoe shook her head, a smirk on her face.
"Ya shoulda soaked 'er!" Zoe said. She couldn't believe the nerve of people sometimes. It was totally ridiculous.
"Well," Hope began as she suddenly stopped. "We'se heah! Home sweet home! Now I gots tah warn ya! Alroight, me boys dey's arent da most gentlman! So be'se cahful. I'll straiten dem out dough. You'se dont gots tah be scerred."
A little nervously, Zoe nodded. Hope and her entered the Lodging House and headed upstairs. They walked right past the front desk, and Zoe saw no one was in it. Shrugging, she followed Hope into the bunkroom.
There was a lot of noise, but that all stopped once they entered. Zoe peered around Hope nervously. All the boy's were staring at them.
"Heya fellahs!" Hope said happily. "Dis heahs' me friend, Zoe Concepcion. Treat 'er well! Dontcha try nuttin tahnight eider. She spendin' tahnight heah. Aight?"
There were few murmered agreements. Zoe had to admit, Brooklyn newsies weren't too hard on the eyes. Though they were a lot bigger then Manhattan's, they were still not too bad looking. One, a brown haired boy with a kind face approached them.
"Heya Snickers!" Hope said happily as she patted the boy on the back. "How's it rollin foah me best friend?"
Snickers smiled warmly at Zoe. "Not too bad." Was his response.
"I'se just comin heah ta tell you'se dat she can have me bunk since it's right above you'se. I'se sleep in da odda bunk dat is next tah Blaze's. Sound good?" He smiled again. Zoe couldn't help but smile too.
"T`anx!" Hope said happily as she gave him a hug.
"Yeah," Zoe said. "Thankyou!" She smiled at him happily.
That night, Zoe lay in her bunk above Hope's. She was so happy. She couldn't help but smile in the dark. She had a new friend-a bestfriend! She had a boyfriend! A wonderful boyfriend. And now she had everything she ever wanted-happiness. She finally felt at rest. That night, she slept very soundly in her bunk.
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A*n : thanx so much 4 the reviews!! Haha I 3 them they r really motivating n helPful .. ok now on w/ chapter 5
Chapter 5 : Brooklyn Nights.
Zoe had a hard time waking up the next morning. It wasn't such a beautiful day, and the previous night she had spent most of her time at the Lodging House enjoying a magnificent game of poker, which resulted in Race being two dollars richer, and poor Blink losing a nickel.
Zoe groaned as she scrambled out of bed and wiped the sleep out of her eyes. Quickly she rummaged through her dresser for a decent dress. She let out a sigh of exasperation as she settled for a dull gray work dress. After dressing hastily, she wobbled over to her washroom. Looking in the mirror she wanted to punch the glass. Her black curls were in a tangled mess. After trying to tame them she settled for pulling them back into a pale pink ribbon. With painful tears in her eyes (combing hair is no easy business), she suddenly stopped in her tracks towards the door. Tonight she was supposed to spend in Brooklyn with Hope. Zoe grunted as she headed down towards the theater where Medda was already practicing a new act.
"Uh," she started nervously. She had already missed work the previous night, and didn't want Medda to think she was sneaking out. "Medda, I don't think I'm gonna be able ta woik ta night. Ya see, Hope, dis real nice Brooklyn newsie, and not ta mention Spot's goil, well she invited me ta spend tha night there. Can Susanna fill in foah me again?" Zoe closed her eyes tightly before Medda answered.
"I suppose," Medda started. Zoe snapped her eyes open to see the pretty older red haired woman. "Be careful though Zoe. And I expect you at work tomarrow night! Alright?"
Zoe nodded and turned for the door, rolling her eyes. Sometimes Medda got on her last nerve.
"I'm goin out," she mumbled blankly and before Medda could question her, she slammed the door on her way out.
Crisp wind whipped her hair as she walked down the busy streets. It was early still, but Zoe could hear the faint cries of the Manhattan Newsboys.' She sighed. Where was she going? She had no idea. She just needed to get away from the theater for awhile. She lived there all her life, and sometimes she just needed a break. A smile crept upon her lips as she remembered that she was Mush's girl. She was very happy indeed! The love of her short life, was now hers. It had been almost a full twenty-four hours, and she wanted to see him. But she held herself back and made sure she didn't walk right into Bottle Alley.
Don't get the wrong impression, Zoe was very much in love. But she didn't want to be one of those girls who was constantly pestering their loved one. Mush needed his space, and she was going to give it to him.
She wandered aimlessly down the Manhattan streets for about twenty minutes when she decided to head to Central Park. It wasn't the prettiest day, but she could use some time just to sit and think.
After about another ten minutes of walking, she finally reached the beautiful park, and sat down on the bench where Mush and her had had their first kiss. She was aiming on just being alone and thinking, when her session was cut short by a call coming towards her.
"Zoe-hey! Hey Zoe ovah heah!"
Zoe whipped her head around and snapped her eyes open. She was just about to snap at whoever interrupted her lovely session, when she saw who the speaker was. A grin formed on her lips when she saw it was Hope.
"Hi," Zoe said. She was hoping Hope was going to invite her back to Brooklyn early. She didn't want to go back to Medda anytime soon.
Hope sat down next to Zoe and smiled at her.
"You'se still spendin dah day wit me?" she asked. Zoe nodded. "Good! Well I'se was t`inkin dat we'se head tah Tibby's now, just foah lunch wit dah newsies den we'se head tah Brooklyn!"
Zoe quickly nodded in agreement and they both made their way to Tibby's.
"So how's ya day goin?" Zoe asked as they were just about to enter.
"Tell yah bout it latah. Brooklyn's a decent walk so I'se figah keep dat story foah latah," Hope muttered under her breath as they entered the restaurant.
It was early still, so the place wasn't very much packed. A few newsies were there-including familiar faces. Race, Blink, Jack, Spot and Mush were all sitting in a booth by the window. When they saw Zoe and Hope, they smiled and waved for them to come over.
When they reached the table, Mush stood up and gave Zoe a kiss on her cheek. Smiling slightly, she sat down next to him and the other newsies. Spot put his arm around Hope.
"Whatcha two up tah?" asked Race.
"Well," started Hope. "I'se tinkin dat I'se gonna take Zoe back ta Brooklyn wit me tanight. I ain't neva spend time wit oddah goils. Mary lives in Queens, so dats difficult, and bein dat I'se da only goil newsie, I figure I need some compahny." She caught Zoe's eye and smiled at her.
"Sounds like fun," Blink said as he ordered his food from a waitress. "But Brooklyn ain't no tea pawty. Be'se cahful Zoe."
Zoe hoped no one would say that. She knew it was coming, the pre- talk. And she hated it!
"Zoe," Mush started. "Brooklyn's dangerous. Blink's right. Be cahful."
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Mush I'se know! I live on me on fah about I dunno, what? Six yeahs, and I aint dead am I?" Mush reddened a little bit but still looked concerned.
"Yeah," he said. "I'se know, I'se know. I'se just worried." He gently took her hand in his. Zoe smiled and blushed when Race, Jack and Blink started to snicker.
"Well!" Hope said standing up. "If dats settle, I wanna take Zoe back wit me ta Brooklyn now! We'se gonna go and den I'm tirahd so'se I wanna hit da sack oily. (early. Not "oily"!) k? Any objections ya bummahs?" Hope finished this last part jokingly.
"Not wid meh," Spot said and just before Hope stood up, she grabbed her and kissed her neck while she tried not to smile.
"Stop!" she shrieked helplessly, but eventually Spot stopped, and after saying good-bye, they were soon nearing the Brooklyn bridge.
"So tell me aboutcha day!" Zoe said as her and Hope walked over the bridge.
"Well," Hope began. "I'se was sellin papes like usual, right? And guess wut! Dis real bitch came up to me. I mean she was like dah real bitchy type. Bright blonde hair wit dah blue eyes, dressed real hoity toity and says tah me, are ya ready foah dis, 'Excuse me! I want a paper! Hurry now before anyone sees me talking to you! You street rat!' I was so blown away I didn't react. I just gave ha her pape and she left. I was so surprised. It was awful!" Hope laughed at the end of her story, and Zoe shook her head, a smirk on her face.
"Ya shoulda soaked 'er!" Zoe said. She couldn't believe the nerve of people sometimes. It was totally ridiculous.
"Well," Hope began as she suddenly stopped. "We'se heah! Home sweet home! Now I gots tah warn ya! Alroight, me boys dey's arent da most gentlman! So be'se cahful. I'll straiten dem out dough. You'se dont gots tah be scerred."
A little nervously, Zoe nodded. Hope and her entered the Lodging House and headed upstairs. They walked right past the front desk, and Zoe saw no one was in it. Shrugging, she followed Hope into the bunkroom.
There was a lot of noise, but that all stopped once they entered. Zoe peered around Hope nervously. All the boy's were staring at them.
"Heya fellahs!" Hope said happily. "Dis heahs' me friend, Zoe Concepcion. Treat 'er well! Dontcha try nuttin tahnight eider. She spendin' tahnight heah. Aight?"
There were few murmered agreements. Zoe had to admit, Brooklyn newsies weren't too hard on the eyes. Though they were a lot bigger then Manhattan's, they were still not too bad looking. One, a brown haired boy with a kind face approached them.
"Heya Snickers!" Hope said happily as she patted the boy on the back. "How's it rollin foah me best friend?"
Snickers smiled warmly at Zoe. "Not too bad." Was his response.
"I'se just comin heah ta tell you'se dat she can have me bunk since it's right above you'se. I'se sleep in da odda bunk dat is next tah Blaze's. Sound good?" He smiled again. Zoe couldn't help but smile too.
"T`anx!" Hope said happily as she gave him a hug.
"Yeah," Zoe said. "Thankyou!" She smiled at him happily.
That night, Zoe lay in her bunk above Hope's. She was so happy. She couldn't help but smile in the dark. She had a new friend-a bestfriend! She had a boyfriend! A wonderful boyfriend. And now she had everything she ever wanted-happiness. She finally felt at rest. That night, she slept very soundly in her bunk.
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