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AN: Heya peeps..I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I HAFTA GO BACK TO SChOOL ON TUESDAY!!!!!!! AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* Newayz, this chapter is kinda long, but I like it cuz I think it's really funny......Have fun, and (as always, I mean, c'mon! you KNOW I'm always gonna say this) REVIEW!!!!
Comments:
Stripes: As always, thanx mucho for the review hun!! I'll put in ykw as soon as I can!!!
Jester: Gee...I really wanted all those queen nympho lines put in a review..lol...I suppose it's better than my whole plane wreck thing, no? Oh well...LOL, I just watched that movie last night (I made my dad rent it for me)...it's HILARIOUS!!! Mel Brooks (and I quote from my dad) was a dirty old man even when he was young...j/k...GO MEL BROOKS!!!!!!!!!!! Yes yes, we must go see the producers together..and les mis...did you know that it was coming? Well, it is...wahahahahahaha, I rhymed...
Chapter Eight *Here We Go Again..And Again...And Again..*
"Tara?" Widow said as they made their way towards the docks, "Do youse know who dis Spot poisen is dat everybody keeps mentioning?"
"Nope," Tara replied, scratching her head, "We'll figure it out eventually."
"Dat's comforting..." Widow grumbled.
Tara laughed slightly.
As they neared the docks they could hear people talking, and soon they saw two groups of people standing opposite each other, looking like they were about to start trying to kill one another.
In the head of one group stood a boy with a gold-tipped cane, and in the head of the other stood a boy with black hair and dark eyes.
"Look!" Widow said quietly, grabbing Tara's arm and pointing to a girl sitting on top of the crates behind the group led by the boy with the cane.
"Dat's gotta be Jade, 'cause she's da only goil heah!" Tara said excitedly.
"She doesn't look a ting like Angel...or you..." Widow said back.
"So what?" Tara whispered to Widow, growing quieter and more apprehensive as they neared the two groups of people.
Jade, who in fact was the girl on the crates, swung her feet idly back and forth, being bored and singing something to the affect of "Lalalalala I 'ave nuthin' ta do an' Spot's bein' an egotistical territory-hoggin' dork who should be helpin' me look for my sistah but is fightin' instead..."
She narrowed her eyes at the pair of girls approaching the docks when they first came into her sight range.
"Wondah who dey are?" She asked herself aloud.
Jade jumped down from the crates and made a soft whumfing noise as her feet hit the platform of the dock.
Spot's head twitched slightly in her direction, indicating that he knew she had moved, but his eyes remained on the dark-haired opposing leader in front of him.
"We'se gonna settle dis da easy way or da hard way Riley?" Spot asked the other leader threateningly.
"Do I get ta beat you up if I choose da hard way?" Riley asked arrogantly, pretending to pick a piece of lint from his shirt, making himself look bored and totally at ease, which only angered Spot more.
They continued arguing as Jade walked up to Tara and Widow, who were quietly discussing what to do.
"What do youse want?" Jade asked harshly.
Tara raised her eyebrows.
'Dat was btichy,' Tara thought to herself.
"We'se is lookin' foah someone named Jade," Tara replied in an identical tone.
"Dat would be me," Jade replied cooly, "Once again, what do youse want?"
Tara was about to reply when she was cut off by Widow, who said, "Revenge in exchange foah yoah sistah."
Jade's eyes widened, "What do youse know 'bout my sistah?!" She demanded.
"Wheah she is, an' how ta get 'er out," Widow said calmly.
"Wheah is she?" Jade asked quickly.
"She's-"
Tara was cut off by Widow's hand over her mouth.
"Agree ta help us and we'll tell you," Widow said, ignoring the questioning look she was getting from Tara.
"Why should Ise trust you?" Jade asked angrily.
"Do you 'ave anothah option?!" Tara countered, after pulling Widow's hand off of her face.
"Whaddya mean?" Asked Jade, her temper beginning to rise.
"You'll nevah find 'er without us!" Tara said loudly.
"Tell me why I should even listen ta youse foist!" Jade practically yelled.
"Jade!" Spot yelled over to her, annoyed at how loud the three girls were being, "If yoah gonna be disruptive take yoah damn friends and go away!"
Jade glared at him, "Shuddup!!!!" She screamed back.
"Dis is NOT da time, J!" Spot growled.
Jade emitted a noise of frustration and walked a bit away from the docks, telling Tara and Widow to follow her.
"Alright," Jade said once they were a good ways away, "Start by telling me yoah names."
"Tara."
"Widow. An' she's yoah cousin," Widow said, ponting to Tara.
"What?!" Jade asked skeptically.
Tara sighed, "Oh boy..." She muttered.
"Listen," Tara said slowly, "I can prove it. Yoah real name is Aillin, Angel is yoah sistah who's real name is Noel. Yoah faddah's name is Lorne an' yoah muddah's name is Alana."
Jade raised her eyebrows, "How did youse know all dat?" She asked.
"I TOLD you..well...Widow told you.I'm yoah cousin," said Tara sincerely, "Youse 'ave gotta believe me!"
"An if Ise don't?" Jade questioned.
"A promise made is a debt unpaid.." Tara said softly, looking Jade straight in the eye, "Evah hoid dat befoah?"
"How did you-"
"Believe us?" Widow asked, interupting Jade's question.
"I don't want to..." Jade said frustratedly, "But how can I not? I mean, yoah da only people who seem ta know anyting about wheah Angel might be!"
A loud noise disrupted the conversation, and the girls turned to see that all hell had broken loose among the guys.
"Oh god." Jade groaned, hitting herself on the forehead, "Heah we go again.."
"What?" Tara asked, interested.
"Dey 'ave dis fight every couple a weeks..it's really pathetic..Riley, dat's da one with da dark hair, always loses..."
"Who's da othat leadah?" Widow asked.
Jade giver her a look which clearly read, "Why the hell don't you know?"
"Spot," Jade answered.
"Aren't youse worried about dem at all?" Tara asked.
"Nah," Jade said smugly, "Brooklyn'll kick dere ass, jist watch."
They did watch, and Jade was right. After being thouroughly beaten and humiliated, the Coney Island newsies retreated to their territory, already making plans in their head to take over Brooklyn, which would happen when a snowball melts in hell.
"C'mon," Jade said, gesturing to Widow and Tara.
She walked over to Spot, saying, "What took ya so long?"
"Sorry, I'll try ta soak people more efficiently next time," Spot said sarcastically.
"Who're dese two?" He asked.
"Tara and Widow," Jade said.
"What do dey want?"
"Ta speak foah demselves," Tara replied.
Spot glared at her.
"Which one are you?" Spot asked.
"Tara," she said.
"Whaddya want?"
"Heah we go again." Jade moaned.
"Ya know, dat's da second time you've said dat.." Widow observed.
Tara, ignoring both Jade and Widow, said "Ta make a long story short, we want youse ta help us with something in exchange foah us helpin' you get Angel back."
Before Spot could reply Blink and Race came running up.
"Jade!" Blink yelled breathlessly, pointing at Tara and Widow, "Dey know sometin' about Angel!!"
"I know dat!" Jade said casually.
"SPOT!!!" Hawk screamed racing down the docks.
"WHAT NOW???!!!" Spot yelled to no one in particular.
"Dere are dese two goils an dey was lookin' foah Jade an' dey talk like dey're from New York, but dey don't know wheah dey're goin', an...an'..." Hawk glance over to where Tara and Widow were staring at him.
"Dat's dem!" He exclaimed, "What do dey want?"
"Heah we go again.." Jade muttered.
"Ya know, "Widow started, "Dat's da-"
Everyone looked at her and yelled in unison, "SHUDDUP!!"
AN: Heya peeps..I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I HAFTA GO BACK TO SChOOL ON TUESDAY!!!!!!! AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* Newayz, this chapter is kinda long, but I like it cuz I think it's really funny......Have fun, and (as always, I mean, c'mon! you KNOW I'm always gonna say this) REVIEW!!!!
Comments:
Stripes: As always, thanx mucho for the review hun!! I'll put in ykw as soon as I can!!!
Jester: Gee...I really wanted all those queen nympho lines put in a review..lol...I suppose it's better than my whole plane wreck thing, no? Oh well...LOL, I just watched that movie last night (I made my dad rent it for me)...it's HILARIOUS!!! Mel Brooks (and I quote from my dad) was a dirty old man even when he was young...j/k...GO MEL BROOKS!!!!!!!!!!! Yes yes, we must go see the producers together..and les mis...did you know that it was coming? Well, it is...wahahahahahaha, I rhymed...
Chapter Eight *Here We Go Again..And Again...And Again..*
"Tara?" Widow said as they made their way towards the docks, "Do youse know who dis Spot poisen is dat everybody keeps mentioning?"
"Nope," Tara replied, scratching her head, "We'll figure it out eventually."
"Dat's comforting..." Widow grumbled.
Tara laughed slightly.
As they neared the docks they could hear people talking, and soon they saw two groups of people standing opposite each other, looking like they were about to start trying to kill one another.
In the head of one group stood a boy with a gold-tipped cane, and in the head of the other stood a boy with black hair and dark eyes.
"Look!" Widow said quietly, grabbing Tara's arm and pointing to a girl sitting on top of the crates behind the group led by the boy with the cane.
"Dat's gotta be Jade, 'cause she's da only goil heah!" Tara said excitedly.
"She doesn't look a ting like Angel...or you..." Widow said back.
"So what?" Tara whispered to Widow, growing quieter and more apprehensive as they neared the two groups of people.
Jade, who in fact was the girl on the crates, swung her feet idly back and forth, being bored and singing something to the affect of "Lalalalala I 'ave nuthin' ta do an' Spot's bein' an egotistical territory-hoggin' dork who should be helpin' me look for my sistah but is fightin' instead..."
She narrowed her eyes at the pair of girls approaching the docks when they first came into her sight range.
"Wondah who dey are?" She asked herself aloud.
Jade jumped down from the crates and made a soft whumfing noise as her feet hit the platform of the dock.
Spot's head twitched slightly in her direction, indicating that he knew she had moved, but his eyes remained on the dark-haired opposing leader in front of him.
"We'se gonna settle dis da easy way or da hard way Riley?" Spot asked the other leader threateningly.
"Do I get ta beat you up if I choose da hard way?" Riley asked arrogantly, pretending to pick a piece of lint from his shirt, making himself look bored and totally at ease, which only angered Spot more.
They continued arguing as Jade walked up to Tara and Widow, who were quietly discussing what to do.
"What do youse want?" Jade asked harshly.
Tara raised her eyebrows.
'Dat was btichy,' Tara thought to herself.
"We'se is lookin' foah someone named Jade," Tara replied in an identical tone.
"Dat would be me," Jade replied cooly, "Once again, what do youse want?"
Tara was about to reply when she was cut off by Widow, who said, "Revenge in exchange foah yoah sistah."
Jade's eyes widened, "What do youse know 'bout my sistah?!" She demanded.
"Wheah she is, an' how ta get 'er out," Widow said calmly.
"Wheah is she?" Jade asked quickly.
"She's-"
Tara was cut off by Widow's hand over her mouth.
"Agree ta help us and we'll tell you," Widow said, ignoring the questioning look she was getting from Tara.
"Why should Ise trust you?" Jade asked angrily.
"Do you 'ave anothah option?!" Tara countered, after pulling Widow's hand off of her face.
"Whaddya mean?" Asked Jade, her temper beginning to rise.
"You'll nevah find 'er without us!" Tara said loudly.
"Tell me why I should even listen ta youse foist!" Jade practically yelled.
"Jade!" Spot yelled over to her, annoyed at how loud the three girls were being, "If yoah gonna be disruptive take yoah damn friends and go away!"
Jade glared at him, "Shuddup!!!!" She screamed back.
"Dis is NOT da time, J!" Spot growled.
Jade emitted a noise of frustration and walked a bit away from the docks, telling Tara and Widow to follow her.
"Alright," Jade said once they were a good ways away, "Start by telling me yoah names."
"Tara."
"Widow. An' she's yoah cousin," Widow said, ponting to Tara.
"What?!" Jade asked skeptically.
Tara sighed, "Oh boy..." She muttered.
"Listen," Tara said slowly, "I can prove it. Yoah real name is Aillin, Angel is yoah sistah who's real name is Noel. Yoah faddah's name is Lorne an' yoah muddah's name is Alana."
Jade raised her eyebrows, "How did youse know all dat?" She asked.
"I TOLD you..well...Widow told you.I'm yoah cousin," said Tara sincerely, "Youse 'ave gotta believe me!"
"An if Ise don't?" Jade questioned.
"A promise made is a debt unpaid.." Tara said softly, looking Jade straight in the eye, "Evah hoid dat befoah?"
"How did you-"
"Believe us?" Widow asked, interupting Jade's question.
"I don't want to..." Jade said frustratedly, "But how can I not? I mean, yoah da only people who seem ta know anyting about wheah Angel might be!"
A loud noise disrupted the conversation, and the girls turned to see that all hell had broken loose among the guys.
"Oh god." Jade groaned, hitting herself on the forehead, "Heah we go again.."
"What?" Tara asked, interested.
"Dey 'ave dis fight every couple a weeks..it's really pathetic..Riley, dat's da one with da dark hair, always loses..."
"Who's da othat leadah?" Widow asked.
Jade giver her a look which clearly read, "Why the hell don't you know?"
"Spot," Jade answered.
"Aren't youse worried about dem at all?" Tara asked.
"Nah," Jade said smugly, "Brooklyn'll kick dere ass, jist watch."
They did watch, and Jade was right. After being thouroughly beaten and humiliated, the Coney Island newsies retreated to their territory, already making plans in their head to take over Brooklyn, which would happen when a snowball melts in hell.
"C'mon," Jade said, gesturing to Widow and Tara.
She walked over to Spot, saying, "What took ya so long?"
"Sorry, I'll try ta soak people more efficiently next time," Spot said sarcastically.
"Who're dese two?" He asked.
"Tara and Widow," Jade said.
"What do dey want?"
"Ta speak foah demselves," Tara replied.
Spot glared at her.
"Which one are you?" Spot asked.
"Tara," she said.
"Whaddya want?"
"Heah we go again." Jade moaned.
"Ya know, dat's da second time you've said dat.." Widow observed.
Tara, ignoring both Jade and Widow, said "Ta make a long story short, we want youse ta help us with something in exchange foah us helpin' you get Angel back."
Before Spot could reply Blink and Race came running up.
"Jade!" Blink yelled breathlessly, pointing at Tara and Widow, "Dey know sometin' about Angel!!"
"I know dat!" Jade said casually.
"SPOT!!!" Hawk screamed racing down the docks.
"WHAT NOW???!!!" Spot yelled to no one in particular.
"Dere are dese two goils an dey was lookin' foah Jade an' dey talk like dey're from New York, but dey don't know wheah dey're goin', an...an'..." Hawk glance over to where Tara and Widow were staring at him.
"Dat's dem!" He exclaimed, "What do dey want?"
"Heah we go again.." Jade muttered.
"Ya know, "Widow started, "Dat's da-"
Everyone looked at her and yelled in unison, "SHUDDUP!!"