Sorry that it's taken this long to get up chapter five. For all of you who
said that they wanted a longer chapter, U GOT IT!
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With her feet cemented to the place where she stood, Nicole had no ideas how to get out of this one. 'What the hell do I do now?' she thought, mind racing. 'What if Jack sees me and can't recognize me? THAT'S IT! The little Italian boy recognized something about me so why won't Jack? Bad idea, bad idea.'
Looking around and thinking at the same time, was not Nicole's specialty. Her eyes scanned the scene a few times, sweeping over a sign that read Mickey's one dollar cut and shave. She looked around one more time, more frantically and discovered the sign. Without hesitation she tore off for the barbershop, dove into a chair and recovered the dollar seventy-five she had jingling in her pocket.
" I need a cut sir, if it's no problem"
"Well to be honest, little lady, I've never cut a girl's hair before. I can try my best though."
"Your best will be good enough." Nicole reached back and spread her long brown hair over the back of the chair and told him to cut it up to her chin. After all was said and done, Nicole paid the man and walked out. When she got outside she realized that she was still in her school uniform.
"Oh wonderful what now?" She ran down the nearest alleyway and sprinted to the very end, just as a few newsboys mounted lampposts and called out today's headlines. Nicole quickly smeared a bit of dirt on her face, hid her cardigan and savagely ripped her blouse. Nicole wasn't sure what to do.so she tied her hair up with s piece of her newly torn blouse and walked back out onto the street.
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"Jack! Jack! JACK!" screamed racetrack, hopelessly out of breath.
"What Race? WHAT?"
"Jack it was like lookin' in a mirror. She had you'se eyes and damn dem cheekbones..."
"What are u going on about Race?"
" I seen dis goil.not too much younger den you...and she looked... LIKE YOU!!!!!"
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Walking back out into the hazy sunlight Nicole could hardly believe that she had just ripped her school uniform...what would the sisters say? While she was on the subject of sisters Nicole decided that she needed a place to hide before she was spotted again by that amazingly handsome Italian boy.
On her way around the city, Nicole was beginning to get stares from every direction and things whispered behind hands as she passed. 'This must be what the runaways and boys like my brother must feel like and have to see every day,' she thought to herself. She saw a nice quaint little place by the name of Tibby's and decided that she could ask inside where the nearest lodging could be.
As she pushed open the door and heard the little bell ringing, Nicole was completely oblivious to the fact that she had walked right into the newsboy's favorite hangout. She walked straight up the counter and began to ask her questions...
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Walking into Tibby's and sitting into their normal corner booth, Jack, Race, Davey and Dutchy sank into the overstuffed booth bench.
"I still don't get it Race. I'se never had a goil in my family. I'm telling ya guys she ain't my sista. Now let it go and Davey will u go get da sodas please?" Jack said exasperated.
" I'se telling ya Jack I saw what I saw. And when I'se says to hea dat she looked kinda familia to me..she run off with this look on her face like she didn't know what to do."
"Well I'm telling ya Race, Jack said he ain't got no sista so he ain't got no sista, it could be a goil that just kinda looks like him. I seen a kid one day dat looked like me but he wasn't no brodda a mine." Said Dutchy, elbowing Race in the ribs playfully.
Just as Davey was coming back with the sodas a girl was walking out with directions written on a piece of paper.
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'Ok. The guy at the counter said to follow these directions to a lodging house...That'd be the only place with an opening this time of the week. But I don't think I have enough money to pay them lodging...' Nicole thought to herself, following the directions written on the napkin.
She followed the last bit of directions and when she came to a halt and looked up she realized that she was in front of a building that said Newsboys Lodging house. 'Well gees! If I'da known this is where he was sendin me I would have gone to the next town over...well let's see what the guy inside says...ask for Kloppman,' she thought reading from the napkin. "Well lets see what I can get," she said stepping over the rotting threshold.
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and there u have it.after a very long, gruesome waiting period.Nicole five..shout outs next chapter so R&R
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With her feet cemented to the place where she stood, Nicole had no ideas how to get out of this one. 'What the hell do I do now?' she thought, mind racing. 'What if Jack sees me and can't recognize me? THAT'S IT! The little Italian boy recognized something about me so why won't Jack? Bad idea, bad idea.'
Looking around and thinking at the same time, was not Nicole's specialty. Her eyes scanned the scene a few times, sweeping over a sign that read Mickey's one dollar cut and shave. She looked around one more time, more frantically and discovered the sign. Without hesitation she tore off for the barbershop, dove into a chair and recovered the dollar seventy-five she had jingling in her pocket.
" I need a cut sir, if it's no problem"
"Well to be honest, little lady, I've never cut a girl's hair before. I can try my best though."
"Your best will be good enough." Nicole reached back and spread her long brown hair over the back of the chair and told him to cut it up to her chin. After all was said and done, Nicole paid the man and walked out. When she got outside she realized that she was still in her school uniform.
"Oh wonderful what now?" She ran down the nearest alleyway and sprinted to the very end, just as a few newsboys mounted lampposts and called out today's headlines. Nicole quickly smeared a bit of dirt on her face, hid her cardigan and savagely ripped her blouse. Nicole wasn't sure what to do.so she tied her hair up with s piece of her newly torn blouse and walked back out onto the street.
* * * *
"Jack! Jack! JACK!" screamed racetrack, hopelessly out of breath.
"What Race? WHAT?"
"Jack it was like lookin' in a mirror. She had you'se eyes and damn dem cheekbones..."
"What are u going on about Race?"
" I seen dis goil.not too much younger den you...and she looked... LIKE YOU!!!!!"
* * * *
Walking back out into the hazy sunlight Nicole could hardly believe that she had just ripped her school uniform...what would the sisters say? While she was on the subject of sisters Nicole decided that she needed a place to hide before she was spotted again by that amazingly handsome Italian boy.
On her way around the city, Nicole was beginning to get stares from every direction and things whispered behind hands as she passed. 'This must be what the runaways and boys like my brother must feel like and have to see every day,' she thought to herself. She saw a nice quaint little place by the name of Tibby's and decided that she could ask inside where the nearest lodging could be.
As she pushed open the door and heard the little bell ringing, Nicole was completely oblivious to the fact that she had walked right into the newsboy's favorite hangout. She walked straight up the counter and began to ask her questions...
* * * *
Walking into Tibby's and sitting into their normal corner booth, Jack, Race, Davey and Dutchy sank into the overstuffed booth bench.
"I still don't get it Race. I'se never had a goil in my family. I'm telling ya guys she ain't my sista. Now let it go and Davey will u go get da sodas please?" Jack said exasperated.
" I'se telling ya Jack I saw what I saw. And when I'se says to hea dat she looked kinda familia to me..she run off with this look on her face like she didn't know what to do."
"Well I'm telling ya Race, Jack said he ain't got no sista so he ain't got no sista, it could be a goil that just kinda looks like him. I seen a kid one day dat looked like me but he wasn't no brodda a mine." Said Dutchy, elbowing Race in the ribs playfully.
Just as Davey was coming back with the sodas a girl was walking out with directions written on a piece of paper.
* * * *
'Ok. The guy at the counter said to follow these directions to a lodging house...That'd be the only place with an opening this time of the week. But I don't think I have enough money to pay them lodging...' Nicole thought to herself, following the directions written on the napkin.
She followed the last bit of directions and when she came to a halt and looked up she realized that she was in front of a building that said Newsboys Lodging house. 'Well gees! If I'da known this is where he was sendin me I would have gone to the next town over...well let's see what the guy inside says...ask for Kloppman,' she thought reading from the napkin. "Well lets see what I can get," she said stepping over the rotting threshold.
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and there u have it.after a very long, gruesome waiting period.Nicole five..shout outs next chapter so R&R