Chapter 10:
It took us about ten minutes to find a phone. My parents weren't home (big surprise) but BB's were really worried. They wired her some money (another surprise) to get us a hotel room until we can get tickets to go home. We're still working out a story, luckily they didn't ask about it.
"Now all we need to do is find a bank." Baby said, which is probably easier said than done. "Really, how hard could it be?"
"Pretty damn hard. We have a while to work on it, though." Baby has money, she always does. "So, how much cash do you have with you?"
"None at the moment, but we'll need to go back to my hotel room. I left everything there." Of course she did. That is just wonderful.
"B, you do know that they sent all of your thing home, right?" The look on her face told me that she didn't. How could she? "We're screwed, aren't we?"
"Yup, mostly at least. I do have my bank card." Yes, that is a VERY good thing. "Wait," Baby said patting her back pocked, "I think I have some cash." She pulled out a small wad of bills. On closer inspection, it was a wad of twenties.
*gulp* "How much money is that?" Spot said. That's right, they probably haven't ever seen more than a few ones at a time. Baby Bear pulled it apart.
"Eighty dollars. But I don't think we should get a room yet." Why? "We don't know how long we'll be here." Good point.
We heard a scream from somewhere behind us, then a short girl, about the same age as me (13), ran past us. I was on that end, and stuck my foot out at the right moment. A big muscley guy tripped and fell, with two other smaller guys falling on top of him. The girl heard their fall and turned to look at us.
"Look out!" she screamed as some other huge guy grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up. I tilted my head forward in order to head butt him. I thought and decided against it, you know, with the bandages and all.
"INK! SPOT! HELP!" Screaming isn't good right now. Oh, the pain. The three guys on the ground were getting up now. "Baby, take care of them!" I said as loud as I could at the moment, which wasn't very loud.
She heard and immediately kicked the three of them in the back of the head. The incredible hulk attempted to get back up, but she kicked him again.
"Stay the fuck down!" she yelled. I've never known Baby to talk like that. I didn't have much time to think about it. There was a click a couple of inches from the right side of my head and something pressed against my temple.
"INK!" Ow, that hurt. But you know what else would hurt? A bullet pressing it's way through my brain. Yes, I think that would be painful. I couldn't see them. The image of the fading newsies suddenly flashed through my mind. I panicked, but did nothing.
Something brushed against the back of my head and the arm holding the gun was suddenly wrenched away from my head. The gun went off with a deafening bang. The guy dropped me and I hit the ground hard.
"RUN!" The girl that had run by earlier yelled. So I did, kicking the guys' heads as I passed. I glanced back to see how Spot Ink and Baby were doing. Ink was on the back of guy who had been holding me and had his hands covering his eyes. Spot was throwing punch after punch to the dude's face and stomach. Baby was still keeping the Incredible Hulk and friends on the ground.
I started back but the short girl ran up and grabbed my arm, dragging me after her.
"RUN!" she shouted again over her shoulder. Baby gave one final kick to the Hulk's head and took off after us. When she reached us, I noticed that he arm was bleeding. "OMIGOD! Are you all right?" The blonde girl yelled.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Baby said, putting her hand up to stop the bleeding, "Just barely grazed my skin."
"Good, I've been shot before." She paused, "It's not pleasant."
"I could imagine." Baby said. How did she get shot? Was it when the gun went off by my head.
"Wait! We have to go back for Spot and Ink. We can't just leave them," I thought I had stopped at that, finishing the thought with 'boys from 1900 don't know how to deal with these type of guys.'
"What do you mean, 'from 1900'?" Great, I HAD said that out loud.
"You wouldn't understand," Baby said. This girl is smart, she dropped it at that.
There was another bang and I heard shattering glass. I pulled my arm out of the girls grasp and turned and ran in the other direction.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she said, once again grabbing my arm. "You don't know those guys, they'll kill anyone who gets in their way." She paused, "I got in their way." I wondered what had happened. I'll have to ask her that later.
The scene around us started to fade back into 1900 New York. I expected the girl to fade away with it, but her hand held firm to my arm. Ink fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"Not this again!" the girl said under her breath.
"Maybe you would undastand a bit more den we thought," Baby said, walking over to where we were. "What do ya mean by 'again'?"
"Well, this isn't da foist time dis has happened. That's why da '1900 boys' ting trough me off a bit," Well well well, I think we may have found someone that knows what's going on. This could be helpful. "People in 2004 call me Shortie, but in 1900 they call me Tuck. I'm a newsgirl. Not quite sure when I'm originally from though. Been hoppin' since I'se was 'round four."
"How old are you now?" Spot said, jumping into our conversation.
"Fifteen," Tuck replied with a slight hesitation. Spot put his arm over her shoulders.
"So, you got a place ta stay?" Tuck shook her head at Spot's question. "You cin stay at my place."
"Um, sure," she said. Shouldn't she already have a place? I mean, she's been back and forth for the past eleven years.
"We should probably be headin' back to the LH," I said. Good, Spot now has a new girl to obsess over. That means he'll leave me alone. "We need ta explain some stuff ta Jack an' dem."
"What times is all of you'se native to?" Tuck said after a couple of minutes.
"Well, Ink an' Spot is from now, and Baby an' me is from 2004," that's what we think, at least.
"Wait, you've dragged people from now inta da time hop crap?" Something tells me that she hasn't done that before.
"So you don't know anything we don't?" Baby said. She didn't sound all that surprised.
"Nope, I'm relatively clueless. Wait, haven't I seen you two before?" We had walked into a pocket of light, so we could see things more clearly. She does look familiar.
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Thank you all for all the nice reviews. I'm short on time, and yes, secrets are starting to be revealed, but this story is far from over, I promise you that. I think I screwed up some of the accents close to the end, but oh-well, the story'll live. Please send more reviews. I luvs you all. TTFN.
It took us about ten minutes to find a phone. My parents weren't home (big surprise) but BB's were really worried. They wired her some money (another surprise) to get us a hotel room until we can get tickets to go home. We're still working out a story, luckily they didn't ask about it.
"Now all we need to do is find a bank." Baby said, which is probably easier said than done. "Really, how hard could it be?"
"Pretty damn hard. We have a while to work on it, though." Baby has money, she always does. "So, how much cash do you have with you?"
"None at the moment, but we'll need to go back to my hotel room. I left everything there." Of course she did. That is just wonderful.
"B, you do know that they sent all of your thing home, right?" The look on her face told me that she didn't. How could she? "We're screwed, aren't we?"
"Yup, mostly at least. I do have my bank card." Yes, that is a VERY good thing. "Wait," Baby said patting her back pocked, "I think I have some cash." She pulled out a small wad of bills. On closer inspection, it was a wad of twenties.
*gulp* "How much money is that?" Spot said. That's right, they probably haven't ever seen more than a few ones at a time. Baby Bear pulled it apart.
"Eighty dollars. But I don't think we should get a room yet." Why? "We don't know how long we'll be here." Good point.
We heard a scream from somewhere behind us, then a short girl, about the same age as me (13), ran past us. I was on that end, and stuck my foot out at the right moment. A big muscley guy tripped and fell, with two other smaller guys falling on top of him. The girl heard their fall and turned to look at us.
"Look out!" she screamed as some other huge guy grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up. I tilted my head forward in order to head butt him. I thought and decided against it, you know, with the bandages and all.
"INK! SPOT! HELP!" Screaming isn't good right now. Oh, the pain. The three guys on the ground were getting up now. "Baby, take care of them!" I said as loud as I could at the moment, which wasn't very loud.
She heard and immediately kicked the three of them in the back of the head. The incredible hulk attempted to get back up, but she kicked him again.
"Stay the fuck down!" she yelled. I've never known Baby to talk like that. I didn't have much time to think about it. There was a click a couple of inches from the right side of my head and something pressed against my temple.
"INK!" Ow, that hurt. But you know what else would hurt? A bullet pressing it's way through my brain. Yes, I think that would be painful. I couldn't see them. The image of the fading newsies suddenly flashed through my mind. I panicked, but did nothing.
Something brushed against the back of my head and the arm holding the gun was suddenly wrenched away from my head. The gun went off with a deafening bang. The guy dropped me and I hit the ground hard.
"RUN!" The girl that had run by earlier yelled. So I did, kicking the guys' heads as I passed. I glanced back to see how Spot Ink and Baby were doing. Ink was on the back of guy who had been holding me and had his hands covering his eyes. Spot was throwing punch after punch to the dude's face and stomach. Baby was still keeping the Incredible Hulk and friends on the ground.
I started back but the short girl ran up and grabbed my arm, dragging me after her.
"RUN!" she shouted again over her shoulder. Baby gave one final kick to the Hulk's head and took off after us. When she reached us, I noticed that he arm was bleeding. "OMIGOD! Are you all right?" The blonde girl yelled.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Baby said, putting her hand up to stop the bleeding, "Just barely grazed my skin."
"Good, I've been shot before." She paused, "It's not pleasant."
"I could imagine." Baby said. How did she get shot? Was it when the gun went off by my head.
"Wait! We have to go back for Spot and Ink. We can't just leave them," I thought I had stopped at that, finishing the thought with 'boys from 1900 don't know how to deal with these type of guys.'
"What do you mean, 'from 1900'?" Great, I HAD said that out loud.
"You wouldn't understand," Baby said. This girl is smart, she dropped it at that.
There was another bang and I heard shattering glass. I pulled my arm out of the girls grasp and turned and ran in the other direction.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she said, once again grabbing my arm. "You don't know those guys, they'll kill anyone who gets in their way." She paused, "I got in their way." I wondered what had happened. I'll have to ask her that later.
The scene around us started to fade back into 1900 New York. I expected the girl to fade away with it, but her hand held firm to my arm. Ink fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"Not this again!" the girl said under her breath.
"Maybe you would undastand a bit more den we thought," Baby said, walking over to where we were. "What do ya mean by 'again'?"
"Well, this isn't da foist time dis has happened. That's why da '1900 boys' ting trough me off a bit," Well well well, I think we may have found someone that knows what's going on. This could be helpful. "People in 2004 call me Shortie, but in 1900 they call me Tuck. I'm a newsgirl. Not quite sure when I'm originally from though. Been hoppin' since I'se was 'round four."
"How old are you now?" Spot said, jumping into our conversation.
"Fifteen," Tuck replied with a slight hesitation. Spot put his arm over her shoulders.
"So, you got a place ta stay?" Tuck shook her head at Spot's question. "You cin stay at my place."
"Um, sure," she said. Shouldn't she already have a place? I mean, she's been back and forth for the past eleven years.
"We should probably be headin' back to the LH," I said. Good, Spot now has a new girl to obsess over. That means he'll leave me alone. "We need ta explain some stuff ta Jack an' dem."
"What times is all of you'se native to?" Tuck said after a couple of minutes.
"Well, Ink an' Spot is from now, and Baby an' me is from 2004," that's what we think, at least.
"Wait, you've dragged people from now inta da time hop crap?" Something tells me that she hasn't done that before.
"So you don't know anything we don't?" Baby said. She didn't sound all that surprised.
"Nope, I'm relatively clueless. Wait, haven't I seen you two before?" We had walked into a pocket of light, so we could see things more clearly. She does look familiar.
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Thank you all for all the nice reviews. I'm short on time, and yes, secrets are starting to be revealed, but this story is far from over, I promise you that. I think I screwed up some of the accents close to the end, but oh-well, the story'll live. Please send more reviews. I luvs you all. TTFN.
