Disclaimer: Same as before, I still own the plot, Sprite (Elizabeth), Blake, and the DISCLAIMER! I don't own the boys, Bayou, Marit, Slider (thanks for the idea w/Mush and his "little" confrontation with Liz), Firecracker, Spark, Atlantic, or Smartass, they own themselves and were kind enough to let me borrow them for awhile. Hope you enjoy and please review :)
Smile,
~Sprite~
SHOUT OUTS!!
First of all I want to thank all of you who reviewed, it made me feel very special 'cause I've hit 20 reviews!! Bold shout outs are more fun lol. FYI Updates to this story will not be made until Saturday evening at the EARLIEST after this section. I am soo busy tomorrow it's not even funny lol. :)
SparkHiggins: Well reviewing moods are always good lol. I'm glad you liked your character and all. I was hoping you wouldn't be too offended if I got her wrong lol. Keep reading, to "see" yourself. Now you must be happy and update because I did lol! :)
SmartassLeprechaun: Chica!! I'm glad we got most of that thing 'bout the name Sprite all straightened out lol. Anyway... I know this was gonna be much longer and about the party, but I figured it'd be easier if I split it up into two chapters. So yes, that means we don't get to see you and Bayou 'til the next chapter. I'm SORRY!! *Hides head as Smartass throws rotten tomatoes and boots (not the newsie lol)* Keep hounding me and I'll get the next part up ASAP! (You do know what my tomorrow's gonna be like though, with the St. Orchestra competition and all lol, no updates will be made 'til probably Sat.) I hope you don't hate me lol. ttyl and I hope you like this part even though you're not in it *winces*. Btw, everyone should go read Smartass' story: L'Amo. Go check it out!! :) (You're being soo patient, thank you!!!)
Lai: Thank you soo much sweetie. Yes, you're in this chapter as well, look you're in the first paragraph and the disclaimer! Thanks again for reading and reviewing, it really means a lot to me. :)
Firecracker: Lazy girl! j/k :) I'm sorry! Like I told Smartass, I had to split the chapter up so people weren't killing themselves because of the length and sheer boredom lol. I PROMISE you'll be in the next chapter though! Please don't hate me and keep reading lol. I know I hope I get Slider right as well or else she might make me evil in her fic lol. *hands Slider Skittery as a peace offering* Anyway, keep reading and I hope you like it.
Hottie5Star: Thank you for reading all of the story lol. I know I'm TOTALLY jealous of Liz (Sprite). I know Mush as her guardian is kinda unrealistic, but hey it's my fic I can do what I want lol. Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Southern Spell: lol I know Mush is fine, he's more than fine he's HOTT!! I'll try and make the chapters longer but no guarantees. (Otherwise you'd be waiting for months to get an update lol). This chapter however is VERY long, I hope you appreciate that lol. Enjoy the chapter.
Alicat: Thank you for your kind review and I'm glad we got everything straightened out. Enjoy :)
Keep reading and reviewing y'all! I wanna try and reach 30 reviews!!!! :)
Get ready 'cause it's story time!!
Chapter 6: Liz Becomes Sprite
Liz was silent for a moment, thinking about the new friends she had recently made. If she was to be a newsie, she would get to see all her friends. If she decided not to be a newsie, not only would she be alone in Manhattan, but she wouldn't get to see Marit, or the other girls. Her mind made up in an instant, she spoke up loudly.
"Of course I want ta be one." Liz's sudden answer surprised Mush, making him jump slightly. When his heartbeat returned to normal he stopped and looked at Liz.
"Ah ya shoah? 'cause is' a hahd (hard) job and ya might not be very, uh how do I put dis, good at sellin'." Liz's eyes widened and she immediately bristled like an angry cat.
"Whadda ya mean I might not be very good?" She nearly shouted at him.
"I jus' mean dat, well, you bein' a goil an' all, uh dat is ta say," he stuttered when he got a look at her incredibly hostile eyes. "Whad I mean, is dat you ain't had it as hahd as da rest o' us an' you don't have da hang o' t'ings yet." Liz's eyes flashed with each word. Mush realized he'd really put his foot in his mouth this time, when Liz opened her mouth; her anger practically tangible.
"What does me being a girl have anything ta do with my ability to sell papers?" (AN: lol not papes) Before Mush could justify himself she raged on. "Nothing, it has nothing to do with my selling capabilities! Now, as to your point that I don't have the hang of things you may be correct, but I certainly have had things just as hard as you!" Passersby shook their heads and stared at the couple. Mush noticed the looks and tried to get Liz to calm down, succeeding only in getting her more riled. "Don't you shush me!" Liz shouted. "I'm speaking right now." If it wasn't so embarrassing, Mush would probably be laughing at the whole comic absurdity of the situation. "What are you smiling about Shawn?!" Mush instantly lost his smile and pulled Liz over to an open alley way. "Ow, why are you pulling me?" Liz demanded. Liz didn't notice and continued to yell at her guardian.
"My father died yesterday, I have no mother, and before my father dies he tells me to go find you, my 'guardian'. Why you're not a guardian at all, just a common street rat!" Mush's eyes grew dark and his face lost its easy going visage.
"You ain't got no right ta say dat ta me. I eoined (earned, sorry I know that was a bad accent) everyt'ing on me back as well as a place ta stay, an' food ta eat. Me life's been ten times hahdah (harder) den yoahs." Liz looked down to the dirty street in shame. She felt terrible for treating her guardian so horribly when he was trying his best to help her out.
"Mush, I'm real sorry. You're correct. I had no right to say those things to you and I'm truly very sorry." Liz looked up expecting to see anger still residing on his face, but instead forgiveness and understanding were present.
"'s okay." Mush told her seriously. "'sides, I wasn't tryin' ta be mean to ya Lizzie, I was just statin' a fact. Most o' da new sellahs, dey ain't very good." Liz nodded and stuck out her hand in a gesture of peace. Mush took it and pulled her to him, promptly rubbing his hand on her head and ruining the hair style that had been set so nicely before. (AN: Think Newsie noogie lol)
"Ooh!" Liz shouted before chasing after the quickly fleeing Mush. The darker skinned boy was deeply in thought when Liz caught up to him on a side street. "What're ya thinking about?" She asked him curiously. Mush eyed her for a moment before speaking.
"Newsie name foah ya." Liz's brows knit in confusion.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, all da newsies have nicknames. Ya didn't really t'ink Atlan'ic, Spahk and Race's names were der real names did ya?" Liz shrugged,
"No, I guess not. But why do I have to get one?" the blonde asked.
"Tradition," he replied before growing silent to think again. The silence continued for a few moments until, "I got it!" Mush shouted suddenly. Liz jumped with a start, then looked at Mush expectantly.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Sprite." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What do you mean Sprite?"
"Sprite. Ya know, like anodda name foah a fairy." Mush replied. Liz's mouth opened.
"Oh, okay." She rolled the name around in her mouth, "Sprite, I like it." Mush smiled causing Liz, newly named Sprite, to smile back. "Sprite, Sprite, Sprite." She said trying the new name out. "'s poifect," Sprite said in a near perfect New York accent.
"Well, I'se glad ya like it." Mush told her before Liz heard her new friends and ran off to join them. *An' I guess I'se gonna get da papes,* Mush thought as he walked up the wooden plank to see Weasel.
"Hey girls!" Sprite shouted when she caught up to Spark, Marit, and Atlantic. The trio turned around and were pleasantly surprised to see their new friend.
"Heya, Liz," Marit said greeting the girl who had just approached the group. Sprite shook her head.
"My name's not Liz any more, I have a nickname now." She said.
"Well, whad is it?" Spark asked.
"Sprite," the tall blonde said excitedly.
"Oh," Atlantic said, "well, whad does it mean?" Sprite smiled thinking of the definition Mush gave her.
"Mush told me it's another name for a fairy, whatever that is," Sprite replied. At the mention of the older male newsie, Marit shot Spark a look that went unnoticed by Sprite. The two girls watched in fascination as Sprite continued to talk about her new guardian to Atlantic. Spark decided to question the new girl.
"So Sprite," Sprite stopped gushing and turned to face Spark, "you and Mush, you two's gettin' purdy close huh?" Sprite's eyes narrowed at the implication and she blushed.
"I don't know what you mean Spark. He's my guardian and I'm happy because I've never had a nickname of any sort before." Marit smiled at Sprite to ease her anger and was successful. Before any kind of conflict could break out, Mush returned with the papes along with Kid Blink, Racetrack, and Bumlets.
"Goils, me an' Sprite heah ah gonna leave ya. I gots ta go teach he' how ta be a newsie." Mush said, standing behind Sprite. Sprite immediately relaxed and smiled at the girls.
"Good luck Mushy," Race said before grabbing Marit and heading off towards Sheepshead Bay. Blink, Spark, Atlantic, and Bumlets all went off in different directions leaving Sprite alone with Mush.
"Well," Mush said, ready to explain the science of selling papers, "da foist t'ing you gotta know, is headline's don't sell papes, newsies sell papes." Sprite nodded in understanding. "Now, take dis headline foah esample, see how it says: 'Missing Dog Gives Family Grief', we'se gonna change dat a bit so people'll buy da pape." Sprite accompanied Mush to the open street where Mush continued his brief lesson. "Family membah gone, rewahd offahed!" Mush shouted. Several people walked over to buy a paper and started searching through the paper to find the article. Sprite stood flabbergasted (love that word lol).
"Mush, that was lying! You just lied to those people, and took their money." Mush turned to face his ward.
"It wasn't lyin', it was jus' improvin' da trut a lil'." Sprite shook her head in disagreement, but said nothing. "Heah, why don' you try," Mush said handing the blonde a few papers, and walking down the street a ways to go sell his papes. Sprite looked for a decent headline, but none was found. She scanned the paper for a few more moments before she found a headline she could shout with out lying, or dying from embarrassment.
"Popular New York Restaurant to Close Soon!" People continued on their way and didn't give Sprite a passing glance. A bit discouraged, Sprite tried again. "Police on the Look Out for Bread Thief!" Again, no one stopped. Sprite bit her lip. Mush hadn't been lying when he told her it was hard for a first time seller.
Mush eventually found his way back to the spot he left his ward and was surprised to see her on the ground, crying. Mush bent down to be at her eye level, and put his hand on her shoulder.
Sprite turned around when she felt his hand.
"You were right, I'm no good. No good at all! I can't even sell ten lousy papers!" Mush held back a smile, reminiscing of his first day of selling.
"Don' worry Lizzie. Taday's da hahdest day. I promise it'll get easiah." When Liz had finished crying, she brushed off her now dirty white dress and stood up. "So, esactly how many papes did ya sell?" Mush asked curiously. Liz rubbed her nose and mumbled quietly. "What?" Mush asked, "I didn' heah ya."
"I said, seven." Liz bit out, a frown marring her features. Mush laughed, unable to contain his . "Why are you laughing?" Sprite asked, her frown slowly turning into a smile despite the fact that the handsome boy was laughing at her.
"I'se sorry! Is' just dat I t'ink you sold da leas' numbah o' papes evah." Mush replied, continuing to laugh and after a bit, Sprite had to join him.
"I'm probably the worst seller ever, aren't I?" Sprite asked full of mirth and no longer upset. Mush nodded,
"Probahly, but t'ink of it dis way, you'se can only get bettah, not woise." He started laughing again and pulled Sprite to him. They walked the rest of the way to Tibby's in good spirits. After a pleasant dinner and another good laugh with the girls and their boys over Sprite's thwarted efforts, the group all walked to the boys lodging house. Many of the boys were in the lodging house, playing poker, play fighting, or just talking. Sprite saw a girl holding hands with a tall brown haired boy who looked vaguely familiar. As she was about to ask who the girl was, Spark called out,
"Hey, Slidah! Comea!" Slider walked over to the group still holding the tall boy's hand. Slider was around the same height as Spark, and extremely thin. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair was straight and tied with a small ribbon in back. Slider's hazel eyes sized up Sprite, and deciding that she "passed," Slider held out her hand. Sprite smiled and shook the outstretched hand.
"I'se Katrina, but eveybahdy cohls me Slidah. And dis," Slider said touching the arm of the boy she was standing with, "dis is me boy Skittery." The boy aforementioned, nodded to Sprite.
"Dis is Sprite," Spark said, pointing to the tall girl, "Mushy's 'er gahdian." Slider smirked,
"I'se sorry foah ya." She said as Mush protested.
"Aight (all right) goils," Marit said, taking charge, "'s time we headed back to ouah place foah da night. Say goo' bye." Sprite grabbed her small bag from where she had left it earlier in the day and turned to Mush,
"Well Mush, I guess I'll see you in the morning." Mush nodded. "I really wanna say thank you," Sprite went on, "thank you for being so understanding and taking me in and under your wing. It really meant a lot to me so, thanks." As quick as a flash, Sprite kissed Mush's cheek and darted out the door. Catcalls were heard all through out the bunk room and the tanned boy blushed a light pink before shouting,
"Enough ya bums oah I'll soak ya!" The comments ceased after a few minutes, and the boys went back to whatever they were doing previously.
Down the street, the girls were harassing Sprite for her rash action. Atlantic had watched the entire scene and reported it back to Marit and the rest of the girls and they hadn't stopped badgering Sprite since. Finally, Marit felt bad for the new girl and put a stop to the torture.
"Enough goils, lets let da poah goil alone. She's had a hahd day and she's probahly tiahd. 'm I right?" Marit asked to her new friend. Sprite nodded affirmatively and let out an accidental yawn. After she was shone to the bunk that was to be hers for as long as she stayed with the girls, Sprite went to the washroom to change. Her bunk was calling to her by the time she finished, and Sprite slipped under the scratchy covers to think about everything that had transpired over the past twenty-four hours. As soon as her head hit the pillow, Sprite gave up on thinking, and let her body shut down for the night. Finally, she felt as if she had somewhere to belong.
Cruddy ending I know lol. More to come if people want it lol. Please review!! ttyl :)
~Sprite~
Smile,
~Sprite~
SHOUT OUTS!!
First of all I want to thank all of you who reviewed, it made me feel very special 'cause I've hit 20 reviews!! Bold shout outs are more fun lol. FYI Updates to this story will not be made until Saturday evening at the EARLIEST after this section. I am soo busy tomorrow it's not even funny lol. :)
SparkHiggins: Well reviewing moods are always good lol. I'm glad you liked your character and all. I was hoping you wouldn't be too offended if I got her wrong lol. Keep reading, to "see" yourself. Now you must be happy and update because I did lol! :)
SmartassLeprechaun: Chica!! I'm glad we got most of that thing 'bout the name Sprite all straightened out lol. Anyway... I know this was gonna be much longer and about the party, but I figured it'd be easier if I split it up into two chapters. So yes, that means we don't get to see you and Bayou 'til the next chapter. I'm SORRY!! *Hides head as Smartass throws rotten tomatoes and boots (not the newsie lol)* Keep hounding me and I'll get the next part up ASAP! (You do know what my tomorrow's gonna be like though, with the St. Orchestra competition and all lol, no updates will be made 'til probably Sat.) I hope you don't hate me lol. ttyl and I hope you like this part even though you're not in it *winces*. Btw, everyone should go read Smartass' story: L'Amo. Go check it out!! :) (You're being soo patient, thank you!!!)
Lai: Thank you soo much sweetie. Yes, you're in this chapter as well, look you're in the first paragraph and the disclaimer! Thanks again for reading and reviewing, it really means a lot to me. :)
Firecracker: Lazy girl! j/k :) I'm sorry! Like I told Smartass, I had to split the chapter up so people weren't killing themselves because of the length and sheer boredom lol. I PROMISE you'll be in the next chapter though! Please don't hate me and keep reading lol. I know I hope I get Slider right as well or else she might make me evil in her fic lol. *hands Slider Skittery as a peace offering* Anyway, keep reading and I hope you like it.
Hottie5Star: Thank you for reading all of the story lol. I know I'm TOTALLY jealous of Liz (Sprite). I know Mush as her guardian is kinda unrealistic, but hey it's my fic I can do what I want lol. Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Southern Spell: lol I know Mush is fine, he's more than fine he's HOTT!! I'll try and make the chapters longer but no guarantees. (Otherwise you'd be waiting for months to get an update lol). This chapter however is VERY long, I hope you appreciate that lol. Enjoy the chapter.
Alicat: Thank you for your kind review and I'm glad we got everything straightened out. Enjoy :)
Keep reading and reviewing y'all! I wanna try and reach 30 reviews!!!! :)
Get ready 'cause it's story time!!
Chapter 6: Liz Becomes Sprite
Liz was silent for a moment, thinking about the new friends she had recently made. If she was to be a newsie, she would get to see all her friends. If she decided not to be a newsie, not only would she be alone in Manhattan, but she wouldn't get to see Marit, or the other girls. Her mind made up in an instant, she spoke up loudly.
"Of course I want ta be one." Liz's sudden answer surprised Mush, making him jump slightly. When his heartbeat returned to normal he stopped and looked at Liz.
"Ah ya shoah? 'cause is' a hahd (hard) job and ya might not be very, uh how do I put dis, good at sellin'." Liz's eyes widened and she immediately bristled like an angry cat.
"Whadda ya mean I might not be very good?" She nearly shouted at him.
"I jus' mean dat, well, you bein' a goil an' all, uh dat is ta say," he stuttered when he got a look at her incredibly hostile eyes. "Whad I mean, is dat you ain't had it as hahd as da rest o' us an' you don't have da hang o' t'ings yet." Liz's eyes flashed with each word. Mush realized he'd really put his foot in his mouth this time, when Liz opened her mouth; her anger practically tangible.
"What does me being a girl have anything ta do with my ability to sell papers?" (AN: lol not papes) Before Mush could justify himself she raged on. "Nothing, it has nothing to do with my selling capabilities! Now, as to your point that I don't have the hang of things you may be correct, but I certainly have had things just as hard as you!" Passersby shook their heads and stared at the couple. Mush noticed the looks and tried to get Liz to calm down, succeeding only in getting her more riled. "Don't you shush me!" Liz shouted. "I'm speaking right now." If it wasn't so embarrassing, Mush would probably be laughing at the whole comic absurdity of the situation. "What are you smiling about Shawn?!" Mush instantly lost his smile and pulled Liz over to an open alley way. "Ow, why are you pulling me?" Liz demanded. Liz didn't notice and continued to yell at her guardian.
"My father died yesterday, I have no mother, and before my father dies he tells me to go find you, my 'guardian'. Why you're not a guardian at all, just a common street rat!" Mush's eyes grew dark and his face lost its easy going visage.
"You ain't got no right ta say dat ta me. I eoined (earned, sorry I know that was a bad accent) everyt'ing on me back as well as a place ta stay, an' food ta eat. Me life's been ten times hahdah (harder) den yoahs." Liz looked down to the dirty street in shame. She felt terrible for treating her guardian so horribly when he was trying his best to help her out.
"Mush, I'm real sorry. You're correct. I had no right to say those things to you and I'm truly very sorry." Liz looked up expecting to see anger still residing on his face, but instead forgiveness and understanding were present.
"'s okay." Mush told her seriously. "'sides, I wasn't tryin' ta be mean to ya Lizzie, I was just statin' a fact. Most o' da new sellahs, dey ain't very good." Liz nodded and stuck out her hand in a gesture of peace. Mush took it and pulled her to him, promptly rubbing his hand on her head and ruining the hair style that had been set so nicely before. (AN: Think Newsie noogie lol)
"Ooh!" Liz shouted before chasing after the quickly fleeing Mush. The darker skinned boy was deeply in thought when Liz caught up to him on a side street. "What're ya thinking about?" She asked him curiously. Mush eyed her for a moment before speaking.
"Newsie name foah ya." Liz's brows knit in confusion.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, all da newsies have nicknames. Ya didn't really t'ink Atlan'ic, Spahk and Race's names were der real names did ya?" Liz shrugged,
"No, I guess not. But why do I have to get one?" the blonde asked.
"Tradition," he replied before growing silent to think again. The silence continued for a few moments until, "I got it!" Mush shouted suddenly. Liz jumped with a start, then looked at Mush expectantly.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Sprite." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What do you mean Sprite?"
"Sprite. Ya know, like anodda name foah a fairy." Mush replied. Liz's mouth opened.
"Oh, okay." She rolled the name around in her mouth, "Sprite, I like it." Mush smiled causing Liz, newly named Sprite, to smile back. "Sprite, Sprite, Sprite." She said trying the new name out. "'s poifect," Sprite said in a near perfect New York accent.
"Well, I'se glad ya like it." Mush told her before Liz heard her new friends and ran off to join them. *An' I guess I'se gonna get da papes,* Mush thought as he walked up the wooden plank to see Weasel.
"Hey girls!" Sprite shouted when she caught up to Spark, Marit, and Atlantic. The trio turned around and were pleasantly surprised to see their new friend.
"Heya, Liz," Marit said greeting the girl who had just approached the group. Sprite shook her head.
"My name's not Liz any more, I have a nickname now." She said.
"Well, whad is it?" Spark asked.
"Sprite," the tall blonde said excitedly.
"Oh," Atlantic said, "well, whad does it mean?" Sprite smiled thinking of the definition Mush gave her.
"Mush told me it's another name for a fairy, whatever that is," Sprite replied. At the mention of the older male newsie, Marit shot Spark a look that went unnoticed by Sprite. The two girls watched in fascination as Sprite continued to talk about her new guardian to Atlantic. Spark decided to question the new girl.
"So Sprite," Sprite stopped gushing and turned to face Spark, "you and Mush, you two's gettin' purdy close huh?" Sprite's eyes narrowed at the implication and she blushed.
"I don't know what you mean Spark. He's my guardian and I'm happy because I've never had a nickname of any sort before." Marit smiled at Sprite to ease her anger and was successful. Before any kind of conflict could break out, Mush returned with the papes along with Kid Blink, Racetrack, and Bumlets.
"Goils, me an' Sprite heah ah gonna leave ya. I gots ta go teach he' how ta be a newsie." Mush said, standing behind Sprite. Sprite immediately relaxed and smiled at the girls.
"Good luck Mushy," Race said before grabbing Marit and heading off towards Sheepshead Bay. Blink, Spark, Atlantic, and Bumlets all went off in different directions leaving Sprite alone with Mush.
"Well," Mush said, ready to explain the science of selling papers, "da foist t'ing you gotta know, is headline's don't sell papes, newsies sell papes." Sprite nodded in understanding. "Now, take dis headline foah esample, see how it says: 'Missing Dog Gives Family Grief', we'se gonna change dat a bit so people'll buy da pape." Sprite accompanied Mush to the open street where Mush continued his brief lesson. "Family membah gone, rewahd offahed!" Mush shouted. Several people walked over to buy a paper and started searching through the paper to find the article. Sprite stood flabbergasted (love that word lol).
"Mush, that was lying! You just lied to those people, and took their money." Mush turned to face his ward.
"It wasn't lyin', it was jus' improvin' da trut a lil'." Sprite shook her head in disagreement, but said nothing. "Heah, why don' you try," Mush said handing the blonde a few papers, and walking down the street a ways to go sell his papes. Sprite looked for a decent headline, but none was found. She scanned the paper for a few more moments before she found a headline she could shout with out lying, or dying from embarrassment.
"Popular New York Restaurant to Close Soon!" People continued on their way and didn't give Sprite a passing glance. A bit discouraged, Sprite tried again. "Police on the Look Out for Bread Thief!" Again, no one stopped. Sprite bit her lip. Mush hadn't been lying when he told her it was hard for a first time seller.
Mush eventually found his way back to the spot he left his ward and was surprised to see her on the ground, crying. Mush bent down to be at her eye level, and put his hand on her shoulder.
Sprite turned around when she felt his hand.
"You were right, I'm no good. No good at all! I can't even sell ten lousy papers!" Mush held back a smile, reminiscing of his first day of selling.
"Don' worry Lizzie. Taday's da hahdest day. I promise it'll get easiah." When Liz had finished crying, she brushed off her now dirty white dress and stood up. "So, esactly how many papes did ya sell?" Mush asked curiously. Liz rubbed her nose and mumbled quietly. "What?" Mush asked, "I didn' heah ya."
"I said, seven." Liz bit out, a frown marring her features. Mush laughed, unable to contain his . "Why are you laughing?" Sprite asked, her frown slowly turning into a smile despite the fact that the handsome boy was laughing at her.
"I'se sorry! Is' just dat I t'ink you sold da leas' numbah o' papes evah." Mush replied, continuing to laugh and after a bit, Sprite had to join him.
"I'm probably the worst seller ever, aren't I?" Sprite asked full of mirth and no longer upset. Mush nodded,
"Probahly, but t'ink of it dis way, you'se can only get bettah, not woise." He started laughing again and pulled Sprite to him. They walked the rest of the way to Tibby's in good spirits. After a pleasant dinner and another good laugh with the girls and their boys over Sprite's thwarted efforts, the group all walked to the boys lodging house. Many of the boys were in the lodging house, playing poker, play fighting, or just talking. Sprite saw a girl holding hands with a tall brown haired boy who looked vaguely familiar. As she was about to ask who the girl was, Spark called out,
"Hey, Slidah! Comea!" Slider walked over to the group still holding the tall boy's hand. Slider was around the same height as Spark, and extremely thin. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair was straight and tied with a small ribbon in back. Slider's hazel eyes sized up Sprite, and deciding that she "passed," Slider held out her hand. Sprite smiled and shook the outstretched hand.
"I'se Katrina, but eveybahdy cohls me Slidah. And dis," Slider said touching the arm of the boy she was standing with, "dis is me boy Skittery." The boy aforementioned, nodded to Sprite.
"Dis is Sprite," Spark said, pointing to the tall girl, "Mushy's 'er gahdian." Slider smirked,
"I'se sorry foah ya." She said as Mush protested.
"Aight (all right) goils," Marit said, taking charge, "'s time we headed back to ouah place foah da night. Say goo' bye." Sprite grabbed her small bag from where she had left it earlier in the day and turned to Mush,
"Well Mush, I guess I'll see you in the morning." Mush nodded. "I really wanna say thank you," Sprite went on, "thank you for being so understanding and taking me in and under your wing. It really meant a lot to me so, thanks." As quick as a flash, Sprite kissed Mush's cheek and darted out the door. Catcalls were heard all through out the bunk room and the tanned boy blushed a light pink before shouting,
"Enough ya bums oah I'll soak ya!" The comments ceased after a few minutes, and the boys went back to whatever they were doing previously.
Down the street, the girls were harassing Sprite for her rash action. Atlantic had watched the entire scene and reported it back to Marit and the rest of the girls and they hadn't stopped badgering Sprite since. Finally, Marit felt bad for the new girl and put a stop to the torture.
"Enough goils, lets let da poah goil alone. She's had a hahd day and she's probahly tiahd. 'm I right?" Marit asked to her new friend. Sprite nodded affirmatively and let out an accidental yawn. After she was shone to the bunk that was to be hers for as long as she stayed with the girls, Sprite went to the washroom to change. Her bunk was calling to her by the time she finished, and Sprite slipped under the scratchy covers to think about everything that had transpired over the past twenty-four hours. As soon as her head hit the pillow, Sprite gave up on thinking, and let her body shut down for the night. Finally, she felt as if she had somewhere to belong.
Cruddy ending I know lol. More to come if people want it lol. Please review!! ttyl :)
~Sprite~