Disclaimer: Same as before, I still own the plot, Sprite (Elizabeth), Blake, and the DISCLAIMER! I don't own the boys or Tibby. Hope you enjoy and please review :)
Smile,
~Sprite~
SHOUT OUTS!!
studentnumber24601: Thank you, I think it's kinda cute too lol. I don't know, I mean Mush can be a womanizer, but you're probably right, he's more of a heart breaker. Actually, he's TOTALLY a heartbreaker lol. Don't worry, you'll get to see how he reacts to Liz if ya keep reading.
CLM: Thank you, I kinda like the "change in perspective" (although I'm not quite sure that's what it is lol) idea myself. I'm really glad it's not confusing 'cause that would be bad lol. Keep reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
SmartassLeprechaun: 'sup girl?? I just talked to you like five minutes ago lol. Don't worry, you finally get to hear about yourself, but we won't meet you 'til probably the next chapter. (be patient!) So yeah, tell me how Perfect Assassins is after you see it (well obviously lol). I'll try and get it and then we can act just like psychos lol. Cya my Psychic Sistah :) ttyl
Lai: Thank you mush lol. I'll keep updating just for you. You gotta smile now 'cause you're in this chapter!!!!!!! :)
Now, on with the story!!
Chapter 5: Meeting New Friends
Liz gave him a surprised look. Before she could answer, the door to Tibby's swung open, and six newsies came barging in. Liz immediately recognized Racetrack who was leading the group, his loud voice overshadowing everyone else's. On his arm was a girl Liz had never seen before. She was short, extremely short compared to Mush, but she was just the perfect height for Race. She looked like she was only ten years old, but Liz had a feeling she was much older. Her oversized cut off suspenders and dirty white button down shirt over top a white undershirt were the first clues to her profession as a newsie. Mush spotted his good friends and waved them over to the table he and Liz were sitting at.
"So me hoahse Trix, was in da lead and it was da last lap aroun' da track. Den he's neck and neck wit' Posey. I look ovah just in time ta see Trix slow down ta let Posey win." Race's captivated audience grimaced and groaned, knowing that Race had the worst luck when it came to the tracks. Racetrack noticed Liz and decided greetings and introductions were in order.
"Heya Sweetface. How's it rollin'?" He didn't give her a chance to answer before he introduced his entourage. "Dis heah's Kid Blink, da one who looks like a pirate, wit da patch, but we all cohl him Blink. Ya might 'membah him from dis moahining." Liz looked at him before shaking her head slowly. "No? 's all right, anyway, dis is his goil Spahk." Spark stuck out her hand and Liz shook it. Spark was short as well, but considerably taller than the girl with Race. Her deep sienna brown hair and eyes made her look very intriguing and quite beautiful. Liz could see why Blink was holding her so close, and shooting daggers at anyone who dared to look at her.
"Hi, I'm Liz." Liz said politely. Spark smiled at her, immediately putting Liz at ease.
"Dis is Bumlet's," Racetrack said gesturing to a tall boy with long stringy hair, "and Atlantic, his goil. Skittery's her bruddah, you'll meet 'im latah." Liz stuck out her hand and shook Atlantic's. Atlantic was nearly as tall as Liz, with curly dark auburn hair that rippled down her back. She kept pushing her hair back every time she moved her head, before sighing and just leaving it alone. Her silvery hazel eyes took in everything around her and her rosy cheeks darkened whenever she locked eyes with Bumlets. "And finally, dis heah's me goil, da prettiest goil in da woild, Clue." Clue blushed bright pink from the flattery and thrust out her hand quickly.
"Ya can cohl me Marit." She said quietly. An awkward silence sat in the air for a moment before Liz motioned to the table,
"Would you all like to join us?" Smiles broke out as well as more conversation. The boys all sat near Mush and next to their girlfriends. Spark and Marit sat on either side of Liz, and Atlantic sat directly across from her. Atlantic was the first to speak to Liz,
"So, ah you a newsie?" Liz shook her head.
"No, not yet, but I have a feeling I will be shortly. I'm kinda nervous actually," Liz said expressing her feelings and trading her perfect English for a more comfortable slang.
"Why ah you noivous?" Marit asked curiously, "'s real easy. You'll get da hang of it in no time. Don' worry."
"Yeah," Spark cut in, "and if you need help, we'll be dere so you can as' us if you'se got any questions." Liz smiled, very grateful for some new friends.
"Thank you," she replied.
"Yoah welcome," the three girls answered before they all burst out laughing. That's how the rest of their lunch was spent, getting to know each other and thoroughly enjoying themselves. By the end of lunch, Liz felt not only closer to the girls, but the boys as well and much more confident about being without her father for the first time in her life.
After the food was all gone, the group stood up and stretched their legs.
"Well, Mushy, Liz, is' been real nice, but we gotta go get ouah papes foah da aftahnoon. See ya latah." Race said.
"Yeah, bye Mush. Liz, don' foahget abou' da pahty in Brooklyn da day aftah tomarrah. You'll get ta meet sommoah o' da goils like Smahtass, Fiahcrackah, and Slidah." Spark said. Her eyes widened before she asked, "she can go, right Mushy?" Mush shrugged his shoulders,
"'s fine wit me." Spark ran over and hugged Mush quickly before turning and enveloping her new friend in a giant hug. She was followed by Atlantic and lastly Marit, who Liz had connected with the most. The trio of girls left with their boyfriends and Mush and Liz stood up to leave. Mush threw down a dime and walked up to hold the door for his ward. (AN: Would a dime be enough? If it's not, pretend it is lol.)
"Thanks," she said before slipping outside. After Mush joined her in the warm sunlight, Liz decided to ask him, "so, am I gonna be a newsie?" Mush gave her a side long glance.
"Do ya wanna be one?" He held his breath, and mentally hit himself. He had no idea how much money was in the bank, and he had almost none himself. Whether she wanted to or not, Liz was going to have to be a newsie.
TBC If enough people like it and review lol. ttyl
~Sprite~
Smile,
~Sprite~
SHOUT OUTS!!
studentnumber24601: Thank you, I think it's kinda cute too lol. I don't know, I mean Mush can be a womanizer, but you're probably right, he's more of a heart breaker. Actually, he's TOTALLY a heartbreaker lol. Don't worry, you'll get to see how he reacts to Liz if ya keep reading.
CLM: Thank you, I kinda like the "change in perspective" (although I'm not quite sure that's what it is lol) idea myself. I'm really glad it's not confusing 'cause that would be bad lol. Keep reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
SmartassLeprechaun: 'sup girl?? I just talked to you like five minutes ago lol. Don't worry, you finally get to hear about yourself, but we won't meet you 'til probably the next chapter. (be patient!) So yeah, tell me how Perfect Assassins is after you see it (well obviously lol). I'll try and get it and then we can act just like psychos lol. Cya my Psychic Sistah :) ttyl
Lai: Thank you mush lol. I'll keep updating just for you. You gotta smile now 'cause you're in this chapter!!!!!!! :)
Now, on with the story!!
Chapter 5: Meeting New Friends
Liz gave him a surprised look. Before she could answer, the door to Tibby's swung open, and six newsies came barging in. Liz immediately recognized Racetrack who was leading the group, his loud voice overshadowing everyone else's. On his arm was a girl Liz had never seen before. She was short, extremely short compared to Mush, but she was just the perfect height for Race. She looked like she was only ten years old, but Liz had a feeling she was much older. Her oversized cut off suspenders and dirty white button down shirt over top a white undershirt were the first clues to her profession as a newsie. Mush spotted his good friends and waved them over to the table he and Liz were sitting at.
"So me hoahse Trix, was in da lead and it was da last lap aroun' da track. Den he's neck and neck wit' Posey. I look ovah just in time ta see Trix slow down ta let Posey win." Race's captivated audience grimaced and groaned, knowing that Race had the worst luck when it came to the tracks. Racetrack noticed Liz and decided greetings and introductions were in order.
"Heya Sweetface. How's it rollin'?" He didn't give her a chance to answer before he introduced his entourage. "Dis heah's Kid Blink, da one who looks like a pirate, wit da patch, but we all cohl him Blink. Ya might 'membah him from dis moahining." Liz looked at him before shaking her head slowly. "No? 's all right, anyway, dis is his goil Spahk." Spark stuck out her hand and Liz shook it. Spark was short as well, but considerably taller than the girl with Race. Her deep sienna brown hair and eyes made her look very intriguing and quite beautiful. Liz could see why Blink was holding her so close, and shooting daggers at anyone who dared to look at her.
"Hi, I'm Liz." Liz said politely. Spark smiled at her, immediately putting Liz at ease.
"Dis is Bumlet's," Racetrack said gesturing to a tall boy with long stringy hair, "and Atlantic, his goil. Skittery's her bruddah, you'll meet 'im latah." Liz stuck out her hand and shook Atlantic's. Atlantic was nearly as tall as Liz, with curly dark auburn hair that rippled down her back. She kept pushing her hair back every time she moved her head, before sighing and just leaving it alone. Her silvery hazel eyes took in everything around her and her rosy cheeks darkened whenever she locked eyes with Bumlets. "And finally, dis heah's me goil, da prettiest goil in da woild, Clue." Clue blushed bright pink from the flattery and thrust out her hand quickly.
"Ya can cohl me Marit." She said quietly. An awkward silence sat in the air for a moment before Liz motioned to the table,
"Would you all like to join us?" Smiles broke out as well as more conversation. The boys all sat near Mush and next to their girlfriends. Spark and Marit sat on either side of Liz, and Atlantic sat directly across from her. Atlantic was the first to speak to Liz,
"So, ah you a newsie?" Liz shook her head.
"No, not yet, but I have a feeling I will be shortly. I'm kinda nervous actually," Liz said expressing her feelings and trading her perfect English for a more comfortable slang.
"Why ah you noivous?" Marit asked curiously, "'s real easy. You'll get da hang of it in no time. Don' worry."
"Yeah," Spark cut in, "and if you need help, we'll be dere so you can as' us if you'se got any questions." Liz smiled, very grateful for some new friends.
"Thank you," she replied.
"Yoah welcome," the three girls answered before they all burst out laughing. That's how the rest of their lunch was spent, getting to know each other and thoroughly enjoying themselves. By the end of lunch, Liz felt not only closer to the girls, but the boys as well and much more confident about being without her father for the first time in her life.
After the food was all gone, the group stood up and stretched their legs.
"Well, Mushy, Liz, is' been real nice, but we gotta go get ouah papes foah da aftahnoon. See ya latah." Race said.
"Yeah, bye Mush. Liz, don' foahget abou' da pahty in Brooklyn da day aftah tomarrah. You'll get ta meet sommoah o' da goils like Smahtass, Fiahcrackah, and Slidah." Spark said. Her eyes widened before she asked, "she can go, right Mushy?" Mush shrugged his shoulders,
"'s fine wit me." Spark ran over and hugged Mush quickly before turning and enveloping her new friend in a giant hug. She was followed by Atlantic and lastly Marit, who Liz had connected with the most. The trio of girls left with their boyfriends and Mush and Liz stood up to leave. Mush threw down a dime and walked up to hold the door for his ward. (AN: Would a dime be enough? If it's not, pretend it is lol.)
"Thanks," she said before slipping outside. After Mush joined her in the warm sunlight, Liz decided to ask him, "so, am I gonna be a newsie?" Mush gave her a side long glance.
"Do ya wanna be one?" He held his breath, and mentally hit himself. He had no idea how much money was in the bank, and he had almost none himself. Whether she wanted to or not, Liz was going to have to be a newsie.
TBC If enough people like it and review lol. ttyl
~Sprite~