Chapter 4---
She walked slowly down the hallway,looking for her, at the same time knowing just where she was.Turning the corner, she descended down the stairs, her bare feet lightly pressing on the cold, smooth wood with every step. Before she even reached the bottom of the staircase she knew something was wrong. Making her way towards the parlor, she suddenly turned the other way, into the kitchen, where she hoped she would find her. She passed through the kitchen and into the dining room, still looking for her, still not finding her. Hearing a soft noise in the other room, she turned towards the parlor, wondering why she hadn't gotten a greeting or a reassuring hug when she'd first come down. What she saw next explained it all.....
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Candice's eyes popped open, her body tense and chilled, her breath unsteady. This was not the first time the dream had woken her during the night. It seemed as if that dream became more and more realistic every time she'd had it since leaving her house after the incidents.
Her attention suddenly focused on the doorway, where Anna stood, looking in at her worriedly.
"What is it, Anna?" Candice asked quietly, not sure if she was just seeing things.
"You were yelling.I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
"Oh, well, I was just having a nightmare, that's all," Candice replied, being sure not to make eye contact.
Anna walked over to Candice, sitting on the edge of the bed. "So," she began, "I guess you're still wondering what the big deal about the newsboys is, huh?"
"Well, yeah, kinda," replied Candice, hoping Anna would finally let her in on what was going on.
"Ok Candie, I'll show ya tomorrow."
Anna then left, leaving Candice to ponder over what she was going to show her the next day.
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Candice was already dressed and brushing her hair by the time Anna came into her room to wake her up. Not like that surprised her.They would always get up around the same times, and go to wake the other one up only to find out they were already up too.
"Ok, I was thinkin we would go eat breakfast and then I'd let ya in on the secret."
After a quick breakfast of buttered toast and eggs, Candice excitedly followed Anna out the door.
Anna led Candice to Central Park, buzzing with the noises of Wednesday morning workers. Here and there, a headline could be heard through the crowds, and every so often she saw a newsboy thanking a customer.
Candice was just about to ask where she was being taken, when Anna stopped at a bench, apparently waiting for someone. Candice opened her mouth to speak, then just as quickly shut it when she saw a tall, curly-haired newsboy approaching, with a shorter, but no less handsome boy at his side.
Anna stood up, motioning for Candice to do the same, and walked towards the pair.
"Hey Race!" Anna greeted warmly, and Candice swore she saw a twinkle in her eye when she looked into the cute Italian face. "Hey Mush.Why ain't Blink with yas?" she asked with that same fake accent.
"Uh, well, I don't really know. But I think he said somethin 'bout goin ta Tibby's."
"Yah," added the one Candice guessed was Race. "We was just about ta go dere anyways. Ya wanna come wid us?" he asked innocently, his big brown eyes locked on Anna's.
"Yeah," she replied almost instantly, staring at Race until a slight jab into her side sucked her back into the real world. "Oh, and uh, Mush, Race, this is mah friend Candice- or Candie, as I like ta call her."
"Yea, since yesterday," Candice muttered just loud enough so Anna could hear, while stepping forward as the two boys spit into their palms, extending their hands so Candice could shake.
She was a little surprised and somewhat grossed out by the gestures, but not wanting to look like an idiot, or worse,a snob, she casually spit into her own hand and shook theirs in turn. After the introductions, the four of them made their way to Tibby's, where Candice would be bewildered yet again.
(AN: YAY! this chappy isn't really short! i did it! YAY! *calms down* ok... anyway- review ppl! i know ya probly dont wanna, or theres not enough material to go by, but if you have ANYTHING to say about this fic, good or bad, pleeez tell me!!)
She walked slowly down the hallway,looking for her, at the same time knowing just where she was.Turning the corner, she descended down the stairs, her bare feet lightly pressing on the cold, smooth wood with every step. Before she even reached the bottom of the staircase she knew something was wrong. Making her way towards the parlor, she suddenly turned the other way, into the kitchen, where she hoped she would find her. She passed through the kitchen and into the dining room, still looking for her, still not finding her. Hearing a soft noise in the other room, she turned towards the parlor, wondering why she hadn't gotten a greeting or a reassuring hug when she'd first come down. What she saw next explained it all.....
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Candice's eyes popped open, her body tense and chilled, her breath unsteady. This was not the first time the dream had woken her during the night. It seemed as if that dream became more and more realistic every time she'd had it since leaving her house after the incidents.
Her attention suddenly focused on the doorway, where Anna stood, looking in at her worriedly.
"What is it, Anna?" Candice asked quietly, not sure if she was just seeing things.
"You were yelling.I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
"Oh, well, I was just having a nightmare, that's all," Candice replied, being sure not to make eye contact.
Anna walked over to Candice, sitting on the edge of the bed. "So," she began, "I guess you're still wondering what the big deal about the newsboys is, huh?"
"Well, yeah, kinda," replied Candice, hoping Anna would finally let her in on what was going on.
"Ok Candie, I'll show ya tomorrow."
Anna then left, leaving Candice to ponder over what she was going to show her the next day.
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Candice was already dressed and brushing her hair by the time Anna came into her room to wake her up. Not like that surprised her.They would always get up around the same times, and go to wake the other one up only to find out they were already up too.
"Ok, I was thinkin we would go eat breakfast and then I'd let ya in on the secret."
After a quick breakfast of buttered toast and eggs, Candice excitedly followed Anna out the door.
Anna led Candice to Central Park, buzzing with the noises of Wednesday morning workers. Here and there, a headline could be heard through the crowds, and every so often she saw a newsboy thanking a customer.
Candice was just about to ask where she was being taken, when Anna stopped at a bench, apparently waiting for someone. Candice opened her mouth to speak, then just as quickly shut it when she saw a tall, curly-haired newsboy approaching, with a shorter, but no less handsome boy at his side.
Anna stood up, motioning for Candice to do the same, and walked towards the pair.
"Hey Race!" Anna greeted warmly, and Candice swore she saw a twinkle in her eye when she looked into the cute Italian face. "Hey Mush.Why ain't Blink with yas?" she asked with that same fake accent.
"Uh, well, I don't really know. But I think he said somethin 'bout goin ta Tibby's."
"Yah," added the one Candice guessed was Race. "We was just about ta go dere anyways. Ya wanna come wid us?" he asked innocently, his big brown eyes locked on Anna's.
"Yeah," she replied almost instantly, staring at Race until a slight jab into her side sucked her back into the real world. "Oh, and uh, Mush, Race, this is mah friend Candice- or Candie, as I like ta call her."
"Yea, since yesterday," Candice muttered just loud enough so Anna could hear, while stepping forward as the two boys spit into their palms, extending their hands so Candice could shake.
She was a little surprised and somewhat grossed out by the gestures, but not wanting to look like an idiot, or worse,a snob, she casually spit into her own hand and shook theirs in turn. After the introductions, the four of them made their way to Tibby's, where Candice would be bewildered yet again.
(AN: YAY! this chappy isn't really short! i did it! YAY! *calms down* ok... anyway- review ppl! i know ya probly dont wanna, or theres not enough material to go by, but if you have ANYTHING to say about this fic, good or bad, pleeez tell me!!)