Disclaimer: I own all fictional characters like Mel (I'm not gonna give
away anymore) but Disney owns all the newsies you know and love like Spot,
Race and Jack.
Thanks a lot to Cerridwen. I really appreciate your review and I'll try and fix those things.
Now for chapter 3
Kloppmann came in at his usual 5:30 to wake everyone up. Groans and mutterings filled the bunkroom. Everyone stumbled out of bed and went to go buy their papes.
Following Race, he led her to the distribution center. "75 papes" she gave him some money and started to head off.
"Raven, ya wanna come to da racetrack wit me and sell?"
"Soah" she waited for him to buy his papes. He bought 75 and led the way to the racetrack. "Dis place is where I always sell."
"And youse gots your name because of it?"
"Nah, because I'se always betting on da horses."
"Well then let's go make a bet." She sold some of her papes and put some money on number 3.
"Numba 5" was Race's bet. They crowded around the track and watched the race, with number 5 winning and number 3 coming in second to last. Race jumped for joy and ran off to place more bets. He came back "I hardly ever win."
"I'se very unlucky with betting." Raven moved away to sell more papes. Around noon, she found Race (with considerable less money) and they headed to Tibby's for lunch.
"We always go to Tibby's for lunch." Race explained. Raven sold a few more papes before ducking into the restaurant." Walking in they went and sat at the table the newsies usually sat at. "Raven dis is Skittery and Specs." Race said pointing at the two sitting at the table.
"Hey" she answered and then ordered. She didn't stay long and snuck out while the boys were talking about people she didn't know. Raven sold the rest of her papes and then wandered around a bit before finally finding the lodging house.
She walked into the bunkroom and noticed that Jack and Race weren't there. Only about ½ of the newsies were in the bunkroom. Raven thought she heard voices coming from the window. Looking out, she realized there was a fire escape leading to the roof. Quietly, she crept up the ladder and recognized Jack and Race's voices.
"Youse was supposed to help her." Jack said angrily.
"I'se did. She was fine Jack, she sold 75 papes." Race answered defensively.
"Well youse didn't even notice her leaving Tibby's." Raven slipped just then and the two immediately stopped talking.
"Who's dere?" Jack called.
She showed her head and answered figuring they would know that she had heard at least part of the conversation. "It's not Race's fault he didn't notice me slipping out, I've spent 5 years avoiding all the newsies in Brooklyn. I've gotten good at getting away and I'se shoulda told him I was leaving."
"Well don't be sneaking out here. We don't mind goils being newsies, haven't had a reason to so don't make us start." Jack ordered "Youse can't just walk out on us."
"Yea yea" she replied nonchalantly "It's not like I haven't sold before and I need a watcher." She was deliberately provoking Jack and Race shook his head in warning.
"Ya never know what could happen. It's a good thing youse carry dat slingshot. I don't want youse to get hoit."
Race interjected "I agreed to watch ya because ya gave me dis feeling dat youse always in trouble and I didn't want ya ta get hoit either."
Raven looked chastised. "I'se sorry I was so mean but I know how ta fight. It just reminded me of Spot and how he doesn't think goils can be newsies."
"You really don't like him do you?" Race questioned.
"No"
"We'll we'se sorry."
"It's alright." She smiled mischievously "Just don't do it again." They smiled and headed back down to da bunkroom.
A/N: I want to know how you like my story please review!!!! Thanks again to Cerridwen.
Thanks a lot to Cerridwen. I really appreciate your review and I'll try and fix those things.
Now for chapter 3
Kloppmann came in at his usual 5:30 to wake everyone up. Groans and mutterings filled the bunkroom. Everyone stumbled out of bed and went to go buy their papes.
Following Race, he led her to the distribution center. "75 papes" she gave him some money and started to head off.
"Raven, ya wanna come to da racetrack wit me and sell?"
"Soah" she waited for him to buy his papes. He bought 75 and led the way to the racetrack. "Dis place is where I always sell."
"And youse gots your name because of it?"
"Nah, because I'se always betting on da horses."
"Well then let's go make a bet." She sold some of her papes and put some money on number 3.
"Numba 5" was Race's bet. They crowded around the track and watched the race, with number 5 winning and number 3 coming in second to last. Race jumped for joy and ran off to place more bets. He came back "I hardly ever win."
"I'se very unlucky with betting." Raven moved away to sell more papes. Around noon, she found Race (with considerable less money) and they headed to Tibby's for lunch.
"We always go to Tibby's for lunch." Race explained. Raven sold a few more papes before ducking into the restaurant." Walking in they went and sat at the table the newsies usually sat at. "Raven dis is Skittery and Specs." Race said pointing at the two sitting at the table.
"Hey" she answered and then ordered. She didn't stay long and snuck out while the boys were talking about people she didn't know. Raven sold the rest of her papes and then wandered around a bit before finally finding the lodging house.
She walked into the bunkroom and noticed that Jack and Race weren't there. Only about ½ of the newsies were in the bunkroom. Raven thought she heard voices coming from the window. Looking out, she realized there was a fire escape leading to the roof. Quietly, she crept up the ladder and recognized Jack and Race's voices.
"Youse was supposed to help her." Jack said angrily.
"I'se did. She was fine Jack, she sold 75 papes." Race answered defensively.
"Well youse didn't even notice her leaving Tibby's." Raven slipped just then and the two immediately stopped talking.
"Who's dere?" Jack called.
She showed her head and answered figuring they would know that she had heard at least part of the conversation. "It's not Race's fault he didn't notice me slipping out, I've spent 5 years avoiding all the newsies in Brooklyn. I've gotten good at getting away and I'se shoulda told him I was leaving."
"Well don't be sneaking out here. We don't mind goils being newsies, haven't had a reason to so don't make us start." Jack ordered "Youse can't just walk out on us."
"Yea yea" she replied nonchalantly "It's not like I haven't sold before and I need a watcher." She was deliberately provoking Jack and Race shook his head in warning.
"Ya never know what could happen. It's a good thing youse carry dat slingshot. I don't want youse to get hoit."
Race interjected "I agreed to watch ya because ya gave me dis feeling dat youse always in trouble and I didn't want ya ta get hoit either."
Raven looked chastised. "I'se sorry I was so mean but I know how ta fight. It just reminded me of Spot and how he doesn't think goils can be newsies."
"You really don't like him do you?" Race questioned.
"No"
"We'll we'se sorry."
"It's alright." She smiled mischievously "Just don't do it again." They smiled and headed back down to da bunkroom.
A/N: I want to know how you like my story please review!!!! Thanks again to Cerridwen.