A/N; Damn, it's been a while. I had the hardest time with this story lately. It's hard to write cause I don't know where the hell to go with it, and then I've been so busy, I haven't had time to think about it. Band, drumline, jazz band, guitar lessons, school, social life, raising money to go to London. It's been hectic. Well, enough what I've got here, and if you have any ideas, email me at lilsouthernfairy@yahoo.com. Thanks and enjoy.
in Manhattan.....
As they entered Tibby's a wind of cool air hit Marit's hot face. She looked around the small restaurant at all the boys chattering. As soon as they saw she was there, they stopped.
Taylor, or Blink as she was told to call him, stood up on a table, "La--- Gentlemen and Gentlemen! I'd like to introduce to you my sister I'm always talking about, Marit." The guys around looked at each other, then a dirty blonde haired boy stood up as he patted a small boy on the shoulder that left. The blonde walked over to Marit and stuck his hand out, "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Jack Kelly,"
"Pleasure," Marit said with a grin.
in Brooklyn.....
Spot Conlon sat in the old worn down Brooklyn house. He sighed as he looked out the window. When was something gonna change? He thought to himself. Just then Runner came pounding in the room
"Whoa! Wat's da hurry, Runner?" Spot said sitting up is his chair.
"I just gots back from takin' dat letta to Jacky-boy, tellin' him you'd be at Medda's tanight.... and... they'se a new girl in Manhattan... a--" Runn said, but was cut off by Spot jumping up.
"A new goil?????" He yelled.
"Yea. She's Blink's sista, she can all the way from the Bronx just to find him," Runner explained.
"Well, Runner, I guess we'se headin' ta Manhattan early!" Spot said as he walked out of the room.
Runner glanced up at Spot as they walked down the street, "Aye, uh, Spot. Exactly why are you hyped about seein' this new goil?"
Spot grinned evily, "You'se know how I'se feel abouts goil newsies,"
back in Manhattan.....
Marit sat at a table with Mush, Race, Jack and Blink laughing and smiling about old stories from herself and Taylor.
"So, when we were like, what? 12 and 10?" Taylor said motioning to Marit.
"Yea, I think..." she answered.
"Anyways, we snuck out, and we gots to Andrew's house to gets him. I'se had ta hoist her up and right when she gots level with tha window sill, she fell backwards, and I'se went with her. We made the loudest racket you'll ever hear, we'se hit garbage cans and everything. It was great." Taylor said as he laughed thinking about it.
Jack laughed, "Why da hell were ya sneaking out?"
Taylor and Marit stopped smiled and looked at each other.
"Oh," Jack said taking a drink to end the conversation.
After a few minutes of silence at the once chattery, and not to mention the loudest table, in Tibby's, they heard the door open and in walk a young girl. Race immediately stood up, "Hey! Look who finally decided to join us!! Doll Face, get over here!"
The young girl came over to the table with a grin on her already bright face. Marit could immediately see why her nickname was Doll Face. She looked just like a porcelain doll. Bright crystal blue eyes, petite... and a over all innocent look about her.
"Marit, this is Doll Face, Doll, this is Marit." Race said smiling.
"Don't I know you from somewhere?" Marit said as she shook Doll's hand.
"You do look familiar," she replied with the same expression on her porcelain like face.
"Ladies, ladies. Y'all prolly know each other from two seconds ago... sit. Let's chat before we have to go Medda's." Race said ushering the girls to sit down.
Doll Face smacked Race on the arm playfully, "Antonio Higgins! Don't get smart!"
Race bowed a little, "Anthony, please. And yes ma'am. I'll try."
Everyone re-took their seats, except Race, he let Doll in to sit next to Blink.
"Mar, just to fill you in, Doll is my girlfriend..." Blink said, smiling.
Marit leaned forward to see Doll, "God bless you, sweetie."
Blink hit Marit in the arm, "That's not funny."
The whole table erupted in laughter.
"You'se betta watch what you'se says now, Blink. You'se got your sister he're with loads of shit on you'se." Jack said laughing.
"Haha, very funny, Jack," Blink replied sarcastically.
Mush looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, "Looks like it's about time to head toward Medda's." He stood up and stuck his hand out to help Marit up.
Marit took his hand and stood up, "Thank you."
"Mush, don't go getting sweet on me sister now." Blink said as he put his arm around Doll.
Mush rolled his eyes and laughed, "Too late."
Marit's cheeks went a light pink.
Everyone slowly made their way out of Tibby's and out into the town. The bright blue sky has started to fade, and began to turn an assortment of pinks, purples and oranges. The sun still hung in the sky, but seemed to be sinking fast and fading behind the rainbow of clouds.
As they walked down the street, loads of other boys would yell one of the guys names and run over to greet them.
"Who are all these people?" Marit asked looking up at Mush.
He laughed, "You know you'se look real cute when your confused."
Marit blushed again, "Thank you, I guess."
"Your welcome. And to answer your question, they're Newsie's from Midtown, Brooklyn, Bronx, Harlem... all over. Since we'se on strike, all da Newsies come and meet at Medda's. To kinna stay informed on what's happenin' all over New York, and to have some fun too." Mush said looking around at all the people. Marit nodded, "Oh, I'se see"
Maybe Andrew'll be here.... she thought to herself. I'd sure love to see the look on his face when he saw I found me bruddah.
As they reached Medda's more and more people showed up out of nowhere, and a lot of guys were already there.
"Jacky-boy! Come'se he're!" yelled a short, tough looking boy. Jack saw the boy motioning for him to come over, and Jack did so...
"Jacky-boy, what have I told you'se about me beliefs on goil Newsies? Now this is da SECOND goil Newsie you'se let in Manhattan... you'se know there wouldn't be a goil in the Brooklyn newsies... right Kelly?"
"Spot, listen. It's Blink's sista. She ran away from home, in THE BRONX just ta find 'im. Ok? Lemme let you'se meet her..... MARIT!" Jack yelled as he turned to find her. He spotted her standing beside Mush, who still had his arm around her. "Marit!" He yelled again. She stopped giggling, obviously at one of Race's jokes, and looked over at him with a questioning expression.
"Come here!" Jack yelled, waving his hand toward himself.
Mush took his arm off her and she began to walk toward him; Mush and Race watching her closely, noting Spot was near.
The petite girl approached Jack, "Yes?" she said politely.
"Marit, this is Spot, Brooklyn's leada, Spot, dis is da newest addition to our Newsie family, Marit Logan," Jack said.
Spot took Marit's hand and kissed it, "Pleasah to meet you'se love."
"Ok, knock off da charm, Spot. Let's head inside....." Jack said shoving Spot playfully.
"Now, now... Kelly. I believe's I'se can charm whoeva I'd like ta charm..." Spot replied offensively.
"Let's go Marit..." Jack said, ignoring Spot. Jack placed his hand on Marit back and lead her over where Mush, and the rest of the gang were standing, closely followed by Spot Conlon. Mush resumed his position, next to Marit.
Blink stared at Mush and narrowed his eyes, "You'se pushin' ya luck, buddy."
"I say by da end of dis night, Blink's gonna kill Mush... if he doesn't kill me first.... who's bettin'??"
Race yelled.
Everyone groaned, except Blink, "Whatcha mean if I'se don't kills you'se first?!"
"It was a joke," Race said backing away from Blink slowly.
"Oh, I'se bet it was..." Blink threatened.
"Ok, cut it out everyone. Let's get inside." Jack said.
Everyone nodded and made their way inside the theatre.
Once inside, they made their way to the right hand side toward the front. The boys grabbed four or five tables and pulled them together so everyone could sit together. After everyone was seated and had ordered their drinks, chattering all over the table broke out.
"Hey, Doll, why don'tcha perform? You'se always talkin' 'bouts singin' back in London," Race said as he lit is cigar.
Blink and Marit sat up straight, "London?" Marit asked.
"Yea, I took singing, dancing and piano lessons in London, that's where I'm from..." Doll answered.
"No way. Me and Ta---Blink are from London," Marit said surprised.
Jack hit Blink in the arm, "You'se a London boy, aye?"
Everyone laughed at the look on Jack's face.
"Yea, me and Mar are from London..." Blink said as he slumped down in his seat a little further.
"What's your real name?" Marit asked, looking at Doll.
"Rose....."
"Rose Pennington???"
Doll sat up straight, "Alanna? You went by Alanna in London... Alanna Logan. Me and you had piano, dance AND singing together! Tuesdays and Thursdays, 3:00 to 7:00 with Mrs. McMillion. I knew I knew you from somewhere!!!!"
"Oh my God! It's you!" Marit said in surprise.
"Holy shit, Neva knew sometin' like dis could happen..." Race said, taking another drag of his cigar.
"I know..." Mush said, "Wait! If both of y'all can sing, dance and play piano, why'se don't y'all get your pretty faces up there and perform..."
"Y--" Race started but choked on the smoke from his cigar... "Sorry, gots a lil over excited.... two beautiful ladies up dere... singin' an' dancin'.... why... that would make all us guys night. Am I'se not right?"
All the guys shook their heads in agreement.
