Chapter 4: Hours later
It had been 3 hours since we left Tibby's when Crutchy and his new goil hobbled into the room. She sat down on one of the bunk beds and I decided to talk to her.
"Heya, I'se Stormy. Ya eva been a newsie?" I asked her, sitting across from her on the bunk bed.
"Yea, I was a newsie in da Bronx. I jist didn't like da leada so I left."
"Ohh. The Bronx." I said hiding my frustration.
"Yea." She said confused.
"I'm Race and dis is Jack, Mush, Blink and Snipes." Race said breaking the awkward silence.
"Heya. Nice ta meet ya, But I'se gotta get back ta me house." She said standing up and we gazed at her.
"You have a house?" Crutchy asked amazed.
"Um, yea. Why?"
"I guess he jist figured since you was a newsie, ya eitha ran away or ya was an orphan." I told her.
She laughed. "Oh, no, I live with my mom in an old Victorian House on top of the hill. My dad left about three years ago.he was put in jail for beating my mom and me, So now its just us two."
"Oh.Sorry, about your dad." Jack said slowly.
"Oh, its okay, I'm glad he's gone, but I gotta go.By Crutchy." She said, giving him a wink as she stepped out of the door.
"I'm in Love!" Crutchy said in a dreamy tone, causing the rest of the newsies to laugh at him.
For the rest of the night many of the boys stayed inside to play poker. Since Race was a huge gambler, and I knew he'd be playing the game, I decided to stay and watch.
"I didn't know ya liked pokah." Snipes said, walking up to me.
I shrugged my shoulders, my eyes fixed on Race.
"Ooh.ya like da pokah playas." He said nudging me. I gaped and shoved him playfully, as Race turned his head towards Snipes and I.
I glared at Snipes and Race turned around, I could feel my cheeks flush pink.
"So." Snipes said, trying to start a conversation, "who da ya like? I mean, besides Spot?"
"WHAT?" I yelled, starling the poker players as the shot me confused looks.
I grabbed Snipes by the shirt and pulled him outside. "Who the Fuck told you I liked Spot?" I shouted at him, ignoring the faint footsteps I heard on the roof.
"It was Jack, he said ya slept wid 'im, I figured ya must like 'im if ya slept wid 'im." He started, as he paused to think, then continued, "Unless you'se a whore. I mean, nuthin against whores!" he added quickly as I glared at him.
"I'm NOT A WHORE! And whats it matter if I slept wid 'im?!" I yelled throwing my hands into the air.
"Yea, whats it mattah?" I heard Spot say from the doorway. As Snipes turned to glance at him, my jaw dropped. He walked over to me slowly, grabbed my hand and led me back inside.
"Okay." Snipes said meekly to himself, as he took a few steps toward the lodging house. I took a deep breath and mumbled swear words toward Spot.
We walked into the bunkroom and I shoved away from him and sat on top of my bed.
"We need a plan." He said, almost to himself.
"No shit."
*~*~ WHOOO! Lol. REViEW!!!!!!!*~*
It had been 3 hours since we left Tibby's when Crutchy and his new goil hobbled into the room. She sat down on one of the bunk beds and I decided to talk to her.
"Heya, I'se Stormy. Ya eva been a newsie?" I asked her, sitting across from her on the bunk bed.
"Yea, I was a newsie in da Bronx. I jist didn't like da leada so I left."
"Ohh. The Bronx." I said hiding my frustration.
"Yea." She said confused.
"I'm Race and dis is Jack, Mush, Blink and Snipes." Race said breaking the awkward silence.
"Heya. Nice ta meet ya, But I'se gotta get back ta me house." She said standing up and we gazed at her.
"You have a house?" Crutchy asked amazed.
"Um, yea. Why?"
"I guess he jist figured since you was a newsie, ya eitha ran away or ya was an orphan." I told her.
She laughed. "Oh, no, I live with my mom in an old Victorian House on top of the hill. My dad left about three years ago.he was put in jail for beating my mom and me, So now its just us two."
"Oh.Sorry, about your dad." Jack said slowly.
"Oh, its okay, I'm glad he's gone, but I gotta go.By Crutchy." She said, giving him a wink as she stepped out of the door.
"I'm in Love!" Crutchy said in a dreamy tone, causing the rest of the newsies to laugh at him.
For the rest of the night many of the boys stayed inside to play poker. Since Race was a huge gambler, and I knew he'd be playing the game, I decided to stay and watch.
"I didn't know ya liked pokah." Snipes said, walking up to me.
I shrugged my shoulders, my eyes fixed on Race.
"Ooh.ya like da pokah playas." He said nudging me. I gaped and shoved him playfully, as Race turned his head towards Snipes and I.
I glared at Snipes and Race turned around, I could feel my cheeks flush pink.
"So." Snipes said, trying to start a conversation, "who da ya like? I mean, besides Spot?"
"WHAT?" I yelled, starling the poker players as the shot me confused looks.
I grabbed Snipes by the shirt and pulled him outside. "Who the Fuck told you I liked Spot?" I shouted at him, ignoring the faint footsteps I heard on the roof.
"It was Jack, he said ya slept wid 'im, I figured ya must like 'im if ya slept wid 'im." He started, as he paused to think, then continued, "Unless you'se a whore. I mean, nuthin against whores!" he added quickly as I glared at him.
"I'm NOT A WHORE! And whats it matter if I slept wid 'im?!" I yelled throwing my hands into the air.
"Yea, whats it mattah?" I heard Spot say from the doorway. As Snipes turned to glance at him, my jaw dropped. He walked over to me slowly, grabbed my hand and led me back inside.
"Okay." Snipes said meekly to himself, as he took a few steps toward the lodging house. I took a deep breath and mumbled swear words toward Spot.
We walked into the bunkroom and I shoved away from him and sat on top of my bed.
"We need a plan." He said, almost to himself.
"No shit."
*~*~ WHOOO! Lol. REViEW!!!!!!!*~*