A/N: Yea!!! I'm updating again! Okay,here's my shout outs! Oh and Oreo
Cookies to all who reviewed!!!
Dreamer: Yeah, Spot does come off as an arrogant egotistical kid, but when ya really get ta know him, he ain't half bad. Thanx for the review!
Artemis-chan: Glad you think it's interesting. And I can't believe Cynic said that too. I mean, I'm surprised she didn't get slugged or something. Look at me! Talking like I'm not writing the story! Well, actually I ain't, my characters are writing the story, ya know how it is.
Eternal-sugar-high: Thanx for the review! Truly appreciate it, as well as being called a "great new author". LOL.
Bulldogchik05: Okay, you might have written a review for the first chapter, and if you did, I'm truly sorry that I didn't give you a shoutout. I try to get everyone, but sometimes it's a little hard. Anyway, glad you liked the story, and there's a little more of a different spin then you might think. *wink wink*
HOPS: Thanx for being such a constant reviewer, especially with these big reviews I keep getting. *wink wink* Anyway, those two girls are dumb and should not have gone off by themselves. Read to find out what I mean! (actually it's not in this chapter, although there are some hints to it)
Newsietomboy: Well, maybe Spot hasn't really met his match, but he does have to be humbled every once in a while, just figured Cynic could handle it, and it looks like she did, but what will she do when confronted by his fist? Read to find out!
Chapter 4: Another Mouth
I slumped down on the Lodging House steps, worried, frustrated and completely confused. Tears started welling up in my eyes. What happened, and where da hell did Anya and Nicole go? What if something bad had happened to them! I mean who knows what kind of crazy psycho's are on the streets these days! Scenes from various newsie fanfiction stories popped into my head. Nope. There's no way that could actually happen, no way at all. Okay, now I'm gonna go looking for them. Shit! This really wasn't supposed to happen!
Just then a group of rowdy boys turned the corner and headed towards the Lodging House. They were still quite a ways away, and I could slightly hear their jokes and little arguments as they came closer.
I quickly dried my eyes, and examined the crowd, looking for someone who I might recognize from the movie. There, I could see Jack, Oh! There's Bumlets, won't Nicole be glad to see him! Wait! And there's Kid Blink! Doesn't he just have the most killer smile? No, I've not fallen for him, just he's got an awesome smile. And, and there's Racetrack, our adorable Racetrack, with the biggest smartass mouth in da whole woild. Oh No!!!!!!!!! They've seen me! This is so not good! Okay just handle everything, smoothly, and in control.
"Heya there, goily!" called out Jack. Ooooooh! This was not good. "Whatchya doin' sittin' on da Lodgin' House steps?"
"Waitin' for my friends ta get back." I said bluntly, my eyes glazed over.
"Hey Jack! Ya think she's from Brooklyn?!" This wise crack from Race earned a glare from me, and a burst of laughter from this cursed group of newsies.
"Shut up." I growled. Things were just not going my way today. Ugh! Okay, so they think your from Brooklyn, and they know that your wait'n for your friends, and Spot- Oh no! There he is! God! What is my problem, do I have a curse on me or sumt'in?!
"Cynic! Pleased ta see you again!" Spot greeted, all the while a laughing smirk growing across his face.
"Look Conlon, go back and play with that frumpy Sweets, I'm sure she's dyin' ta be with ya." I replied sarcastically. What the hell was I doin! Here he was throwin' himself at my feet, and all I could do was shove him away. Suddenly I was lifted from my sitting position and looking straight into Spot Conlon's angry face.
"I may let you trample over me once, but this is just too much!" he growled in my face. "Sweets is not frumpy, and she does not deserve to be treated like that. Understand?"
I nodded my head slightly, my eyes wide with fear. What the hell was I thinking when I said that? Shit! This is just not good. Oh great! Now I'm gonna be introduced to Conlon's fist. OW! Shit that hurt. "Okay." I whispered, shooting pains going through my jaw as I spoke.
"Okay, what?" Spot pressed. Damn he was not happy!
"Okay, she's- not- frumpy." Spot glared at me a while longer then let me go.
"Guess, you've loined yer lesson, kid. Just don't ever give me cause to do dat again!" he threatened.
I fearfully shook my head. At other times I probably would've fought back, but seeing as I am way too tired at this moment, and he let me off easy, I decided not to push it.
"Sooooooo anyway, ummmm. Spot, ya stayin' da night, or ya headin' back ta Brooklyn now?" Jack interrupted the tense silence.
"Ise goin' ta Brooklyn now." He stated bluntly, then turned to go.
Okay, Jaede, if your going to do this do it right. No more smart mouthing. "Ummm, Spot do you mind if I come with you? I'm kinda looking for my friends, and I have an idea that they went to Brooklyn."
Spot stared at me for a few tense moments then curtly nodded his head, and started off again. I sighed and jogged just a small ways to catch up to him. Okay so maybe it wasn't a small ways, but when you're (or were) a long distance runner in track, it's a small ways.
The walk to Brooklyn, was a quiet one, not necessarily a nice one, but it was a quiet one. Spot didn't say much of anything, actually, he didn't say anything at all, he just smirked. I swear, that's all he can do, is smirk. Anyway, I didn't say anything either, basically because I had nothing nice to say, and I didn't feel up to getting punched in the jaw again.
As soon as we reached the end of the Brooklyn Bridge Spot turned to me, and, wow! He spoke! "This is yer stop. I'd look out fer ya, but you've proven that it isn't to smart ta be with a Mouth like you, so I ain't gonna risk it. 'Sides I got odder t'ings ta do."
I could feel my mouth drop open, and I quickly shut it. I couldn't believe it, of all things I'd thought that Spot was nice enough to protect a girl who was alone in Brooklyn. But, then of course he's got his reputation to uphold.
I watched him walk away, and just before he stepped out of sight, he turned and gave me his famous smirk. God! I'm beginning to hate that smirk. At first, I have to admit, his smirk is what attracted me. It seemed so mysterious, and seducing, but now it's just plain annoying; maybe that's only 'casue I'm on his bad side though.
Sighing, I turned and started to walk, I had no clue where I was going, but by the grace of god I hoped I wouldn't end up some guys play toy, or another body on the street.
A/N: Okay, so is Cynic living up to her name? I'm not sure if I'm portraying her as Cynicy enough. Oh and would someone like to be my Beta Reader? I really need one, and I'll be yours for you if you like. It's hard to see your own mistakes, but easy to see others. (wise words from I don't know where) R/R!!!! ~
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Review!!! Review!!!! Review!!!
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Dreamer: Yeah, Spot does come off as an arrogant egotistical kid, but when ya really get ta know him, he ain't half bad. Thanx for the review!
Artemis-chan: Glad you think it's interesting. And I can't believe Cynic said that too. I mean, I'm surprised she didn't get slugged or something. Look at me! Talking like I'm not writing the story! Well, actually I ain't, my characters are writing the story, ya know how it is.
Eternal-sugar-high: Thanx for the review! Truly appreciate it, as well as being called a "great new author". LOL.
Bulldogchik05: Okay, you might have written a review for the first chapter, and if you did, I'm truly sorry that I didn't give you a shoutout. I try to get everyone, but sometimes it's a little hard. Anyway, glad you liked the story, and there's a little more of a different spin then you might think. *wink wink*
HOPS: Thanx for being such a constant reviewer, especially with these big reviews I keep getting. *wink wink* Anyway, those two girls are dumb and should not have gone off by themselves. Read to find out what I mean! (actually it's not in this chapter, although there are some hints to it)
Newsietomboy: Well, maybe Spot hasn't really met his match, but he does have to be humbled every once in a while, just figured Cynic could handle it, and it looks like she did, but what will she do when confronted by his fist? Read to find out!
Chapter 4: Another Mouth
I slumped down on the Lodging House steps, worried, frustrated and completely confused. Tears started welling up in my eyes. What happened, and where da hell did Anya and Nicole go? What if something bad had happened to them! I mean who knows what kind of crazy psycho's are on the streets these days! Scenes from various newsie fanfiction stories popped into my head. Nope. There's no way that could actually happen, no way at all. Okay, now I'm gonna go looking for them. Shit! This really wasn't supposed to happen!
Just then a group of rowdy boys turned the corner and headed towards the Lodging House. They were still quite a ways away, and I could slightly hear their jokes and little arguments as they came closer.
I quickly dried my eyes, and examined the crowd, looking for someone who I might recognize from the movie. There, I could see Jack, Oh! There's Bumlets, won't Nicole be glad to see him! Wait! And there's Kid Blink! Doesn't he just have the most killer smile? No, I've not fallen for him, just he's got an awesome smile. And, and there's Racetrack, our adorable Racetrack, with the biggest smartass mouth in da whole woild. Oh No!!!!!!!!! They've seen me! This is so not good! Okay just handle everything, smoothly, and in control.
"Heya there, goily!" called out Jack. Ooooooh! This was not good. "Whatchya doin' sittin' on da Lodgin' House steps?"
"Waitin' for my friends ta get back." I said bluntly, my eyes glazed over.
"Hey Jack! Ya think she's from Brooklyn?!" This wise crack from Race earned a glare from me, and a burst of laughter from this cursed group of newsies.
"Shut up." I growled. Things were just not going my way today. Ugh! Okay, so they think your from Brooklyn, and they know that your wait'n for your friends, and Spot- Oh no! There he is! God! What is my problem, do I have a curse on me or sumt'in?!
"Cynic! Pleased ta see you again!" Spot greeted, all the while a laughing smirk growing across his face.
"Look Conlon, go back and play with that frumpy Sweets, I'm sure she's dyin' ta be with ya." I replied sarcastically. What the hell was I doin! Here he was throwin' himself at my feet, and all I could do was shove him away. Suddenly I was lifted from my sitting position and looking straight into Spot Conlon's angry face.
"I may let you trample over me once, but this is just too much!" he growled in my face. "Sweets is not frumpy, and she does not deserve to be treated like that. Understand?"
I nodded my head slightly, my eyes wide with fear. What the hell was I thinking when I said that? Shit! This is just not good. Oh great! Now I'm gonna be introduced to Conlon's fist. OW! Shit that hurt. "Okay." I whispered, shooting pains going through my jaw as I spoke.
"Okay, what?" Spot pressed. Damn he was not happy!
"Okay, she's- not- frumpy." Spot glared at me a while longer then let me go.
"Guess, you've loined yer lesson, kid. Just don't ever give me cause to do dat again!" he threatened.
I fearfully shook my head. At other times I probably would've fought back, but seeing as I am way too tired at this moment, and he let me off easy, I decided not to push it.
"Sooooooo anyway, ummmm. Spot, ya stayin' da night, or ya headin' back ta Brooklyn now?" Jack interrupted the tense silence.
"Ise goin' ta Brooklyn now." He stated bluntly, then turned to go.
Okay, Jaede, if your going to do this do it right. No more smart mouthing. "Ummm, Spot do you mind if I come with you? I'm kinda looking for my friends, and I have an idea that they went to Brooklyn."
Spot stared at me for a few tense moments then curtly nodded his head, and started off again. I sighed and jogged just a small ways to catch up to him. Okay so maybe it wasn't a small ways, but when you're (or were) a long distance runner in track, it's a small ways.
The walk to Brooklyn, was a quiet one, not necessarily a nice one, but it was a quiet one. Spot didn't say much of anything, actually, he didn't say anything at all, he just smirked. I swear, that's all he can do, is smirk. Anyway, I didn't say anything either, basically because I had nothing nice to say, and I didn't feel up to getting punched in the jaw again.
As soon as we reached the end of the Brooklyn Bridge Spot turned to me, and, wow! He spoke! "This is yer stop. I'd look out fer ya, but you've proven that it isn't to smart ta be with a Mouth like you, so I ain't gonna risk it. 'Sides I got odder t'ings ta do."
I could feel my mouth drop open, and I quickly shut it. I couldn't believe it, of all things I'd thought that Spot was nice enough to protect a girl who was alone in Brooklyn. But, then of course he's got his reputation to uphold.
I watched him walk away, and just before he stepped out of sight, he turned and gave me his famous smirk. God! I'm beginning to hate that smirk. At first, I have to admit, his smirk is what attracted me. It seemed so mysterious, and seducing, but now it's just plain annoying; maybe that's only 'casue I'm on his bad side though.
Sighing, I turned and started to walk, I had no clue where I was going, but by the grace of god I hoped I wouldn't end up some guys play toy, or another body on the street.
A/N: Okay, so is Cynic living up to her name? I'm not sure if I'm portraying her as Cynicy enough. Oh and would someone like to be my Beta Reader? I really need one, and I'll be yours for you if you like. It's hard to see your own mistakes, but easy to see others. (wise words from I don't know where) R/R!!!! ~
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