The next morning Lucky woke up and found Spot next to her. Tapping him on the shoulder lightly she tried to wake him but he wouldn't budge. She poked him on the shoulder and he still wouldn't budge. Finally she punched him in the arm.
"Owww." He said waking from his deep sleep.
"You stole all the covers again." She said half smiling.
Spot sat up rubbing his still sleepy eyes. Lucky almost laughed. He was so cute in the morning. The sun shone through the windows and for once she felt lighter. If only she could stay in this room forever. The world outside scared her and the last thing she wanted was to go out into it again and make herself vulnerable.
"Today you're going to go selling with me." Spot said getting up and putting on his shirt.
"What?" Lucky asked surprised. "I'm not ready. I'm still too weak. What if Justin is looking for me?" Lucky felt her heart go into panic mode.
"If he's looking for you than too bad for him. He will have to deal with me. You have to get out of bed Luck. I know you don't want to go out there and face those people but they're your friends. They miss you." Spot pulled her out of bed.
Lucky put on her best pout face. "I don't want to goooooo." She whined.
"Lucky Peterson don't push me." Spot matched her pout face with his leader of Brooklyn frown and of course he won. Lucky got up and dressed and the two headed towards the distribution center.
Cecile Pulitzer was preparing to go out. She knew Haley was missing and she was worried about her. Justin had come to her house in a tremendous rage convinced Cecile had something to do with his fiancé's disappearance. Cecile of course knew nothing about it. She was however convinced that she would find Haley before Justin did. Of course she had no idea where to look but she had a feeling she knew someone who would.
"Cecile where are you going?" Her grandmother called from the living room as she opened the front door.
"I have some shopping to do Grandmother Pulitzer. I will be back later." Cecile left without waiting for a reply. She headed towards the Newsie Lodging House. It was early and the boys would probably be leaving just as she got there if she had timed things right. She knew Jack Kelly knew everything about New York and if anyone could find Haley he could.
Lucky and Spot walked to the Brooklyn Distribution Center together and waited in line. Spot bought his usual hundred papes and handed Lucky half. "Let's see what you can do." He smirked at her.
"All Right." Lucky looked through the paper.
"Flood in Upper Manhattan millions in property damage!" Spot yelled.
"Some lady let her bath tub overflow, it ruined her rug." Lucky laughed.
"Hundreds flee in panic of escaped zoo animal!" Spot yelled handing out the papes he was selling.
"The parakeets were set loose from their cage." Lucky read.
"You're getting behind here Luck." Spot boasted.
"Here's one. Arrogant Brooklyn leader bites the dust!" she yelled.
"Where is that?" Spot asked looking through the pape as he walked beside her.
Lucky stuck out her foot and tripped him. He fell flat on his face. "That's more of a live news coverage." She laughed. When they finished with their papes they headed towards Manhattan for lunch and to let Medda know Lucky was ok.
Cecile found Jack at the Lodging House and went with him to sell his papes. "I'm looking for a Haley Peterson." She told him as they walked along. "She is about my age brown hair..."
"Wait what did you say her name is?" Jack asked.
"Haley, Haley Peterson."
Jack Kelly's face broke into a grin. "I think I can help ya out. You just come with me to Tibby's and I'll see what we can do. So this Haley girl? Why are we looking for her?"
"She ran away from her fiancé."
"That's great!" Jack said happily but then caught himself. "I uh I mean that's to bad if they loved each other."
"They didn't he hit her." Cecile said quietly.
"Well I think we will find her." Jack said. He knew where Lucky was. He had gotten a messenger just the other day informing him where she was but not why she was there. He was glad Lucky had finally gotten the guts to stand up to this guy. He couldn't wait to get to Tibby's.
Dear reader,
I know it's a little Short and I'm sorry but hey at least it's up. I have been super busy lately. I just joined the NML under the newsie name Darlin' so that's that. Thank you for reviewing! Thank you Thank you Thank you. I am really excited and I can't wait to hopefully get a hundred reviews. I just need 7 more so tell your friends to read and review. But it's really awesome you all like it. OK I'll save my speech till I actually get my hundred reviews! Thank you for reading. Please review and thank you to all the people who read my story regularly. I don't own Cecile Pulitzer, she is Lucky Windsor's thank you for letting me use her in my story. I do own Lucky and Justin. I don't own the newsies but maybe one-day... Well thank you for reading. Pleaseeeeee click that review button!
*Lucky*
aka
*Darlin'
"Owww." He said waking from his deep sleep.
"You stole all the covers again." She said half smiling.
Spot sat up rubbing his still sleepy eyes. Lucky almost laughed. He was so cute in the morning. The sun shone through the windows and for once she felt lighter. If only she could stay in this room forever. The world outside scared her and the last thing she wanted was to go out into it again and make herself vulnerable.
"Today you're going to go selling with me." Spot said getting up and putting on his shirt.
"What?" Lucky asked surprised. "I'm not ready. I'm still too weak. What if Justin is looking for me?" Lucky felt her heart go into panic mode.
"If he's looking for you than too bad for him. He will have to deal with me. You have to get out of bed Luck. I know you don't want to go out there and face those people but they're your friends. They miss you." Spot pulled her out of bed.
Lucky put on her best pout face. "I don't want to goooooo." She whined.
"Lucky Peterson don't push me." Spot matched her pout face with his leader of Brooklyn frown and of course he won. Lucky got up and dressed and the two headed towards the distribution center.
Cecile Pulitzer was preparing to go out. She knew Haley was missing and she was worried about her. Justin had come to her house in a tremendous rage convinced Cecile had something to do with his fiancé's disappearance. Cecile of course knew nothing about it. She was however convinced that she would find Haley before Justin did. Of course she had no idea where to look but she had a feeling she knew someone who would.
"Cecile where are you going?" Her grandmother called from the living room as she opened the front door.
"I have some shopping to do Grandmother Pulitzer. I will be back later." Cecile left without waiting for a reply. She headed towards the Newsie Lodging House. It was early and the boys would probably be leaving just as she got there if she had timed things right. She knew Jack Kelly knew everything about New York and if anyone could find Haley he could.
Lucky and Spot walked to the Brooklyn Distribution Center together and waited in line. Spot bought his usual hundred papes and handed Lucky half. "Let's see what you can do." He smirked at her.
"All Right." Lucky looked through the paper.
"Flood in Upper Manhattan millions in property damage!" Spot yelled.
"Some lady let her bath tub overflow, it ruined her rug." Lucky laughed.
"Hundreds flee in panic of escaped zoo animal!" Spot yelled handing out the papes he was selling.
"The parakeets were set loose from their cage." Lucky read.
"You're getting behind here Luck." Spot boasted.
"Here's one. Arrogant Brooklyn leader bites the dust!" she yelled.
"Where is that?" Spot asked looking through the pape as he walked beside her.
Lucky stuck out her foot and tripped him. He fell flat on his face. "That's more of a live news coverage." She laughed. When they finished with their papes they headed towards Manhattan for lunch and to let Medda know Lucky was ok.
Cecile found Jack at the Lodging House and went with him to sell his papes. "I'm looking for a Haley Peterson." She told him as they walked along. "She is about my age brown hair..."
"Wait what did you say her name is?" Jack asked.
"Haley, Haley Peterson."
Jack Kelly's face broke into a grin. "I think I can help ya out. You just come with me to Tibby's and I'll see what we can do. So this Haley girl? Why are we looking for her?"
"She ran away from her fiancé."
"That's great!" Jack said happily but then caught himself. "I uh I mean that's to bad if they loved each other."
"They didn't he hit her." Cecile said quietly.
"Well I think we will find her." Jack said. He knew where Lucky was. He had gotten a messenger just the other day informing him where she was but not why she was there. He was glad Lucky had finally gotten the guts to stand up to this guy. He couldn't wait to get to Tibby's.
Dear reader,
I know it's a little Short and I'm sorry but hey at least it's up. I have been super busy lately. I just joined the NML under the newsie name Darlin' so that's that. Thank you for reviewing! Thank you Thank you Thank you. I am really excited and I can't wait to hopefully get a hundred reviews. I just need 7 more so tell your friends to read and review. But it's really awesome you all like it. OK I'll save my speech till I actually get my hundred reviews! Thank you for reading. Please review and thank you to all the people who read my story regularly. I don't own Cecile Pulitzer, she is Lucky Windsor's thank you for letting me use her in my story. I do own Lucky and Justin. I don't own the newsies but maybe one-day... Well thank you for reading. Pleaseeeeee click that review button!
*Lucky*
aka
*Darlin'