I watched the people on the streets. Nicely dressed men walking quickly to
their high paying jobs. Women wandering from stand to stand shopping for
their families. A few young kids with dirty faces were playing a game of
marbles without a care in the world, while the upper class woman gazed
condescendingly down at the kid's poor hygiene.
"As if they can help it you hoity toity bitch," I mumbled to myself.
I saw a newsie calling out the headlines. 'Gorillas take over Brooklyn' or something outrageous like that. His potential customers just looked at him funny and walked away without a pape. 'Poor kid,' I thought before going down to the bunkroom. I grabbed a couple of dollars from Sean and went out to find the newsie.
"Heya! Kid!"
The little boy turned around. He was a lot younger than I thought. "Pape Miss?"
"Nah. Heah, this is for you," I said, holding out the money.
The kid wrinkled his nose like the upper class had to him, "I don't want your charity, Miss."
I rolled my eyes. I forgot about newsies and their stupid pride. "Look kid. It ain't charity," I tried to think of a lie, "I got caught stealing money from dis rich man and he called the bulls on me. If dey find me wit da money I'se as good as dead. You'd be doin' me a favor if ya take it!"
"Yea right," the kid said. I never said I was a good liar. "Den why me?"
I looked around, "Why give it to some hoity toity day already has plenty when I could give it to a fellow newsie?"
"You'se a newsie? I nevah saw a goil newsie before." I laughed as the boy gaped at me, thinking maybe I would disappear and never be seen again.
"Yea, I'se a goil newsie. Now heah. I gotta go befoah da bulls find me again." I held out the money again and this time the kid took it, and started to leave.
"Hey! Goil!" I turned back to the kid, "What's you'se name?"
"Chrys, you'se?"
"Fruit!"
"Nice ta meetcha, maybe we'll see each udder again sometime!"
"Yea! ...And danks!"
I nodded and jogged away. I had stayed on the roof for a lot longer than I thought, cause it was already near lunch. I figured I would wait for the guys at Tibby's and head back to Brooklyn.
Since I was early I sat at the booth by myself and waited. "Can I get you anything?" a waiter asked. I had some money but that was from Sean for the other newsies.
Realizing since I didn't sell today, I didn't have any money, "Just a water please."
The man nodded and walked away to get my water. A considerably long time later, well at least to just get a water, he came back and set the glass in front of me. "Thanks."
I took a sip of water when Mush, Blink, and Skittery walked in. After a chorus of 'heys' they sat down with me.
"So, how was you'se day?" Mush asked, after ordering a sandwich.
"Pretty boring," I said, sipping my water.
"I thought you had to talk with Spot?" Skittery asked, eyebrow raised.
"Yea, but I'se was in a bad mood, and didn't feel up to lookin' foah him."
"Oh."
Their food came just as Spot, Jack, and David came in. "I dunno wheah she would be!" Spot said.
"Spot?" David said, looking at me.
"Maybe she went back to Brooklyn..."
"Spot."
"But what if she left again? What if she don't come back dis time!"
"SPOT!"
"What Dave?!" Spot glared at David for interrupting him.
"She's right there!" David said, pointing at me.
Jack doubled over in laughter. Spot playfully smacked the back of his head and came over to our booth.
"Wheah ya been? I've been worried sick about ya!"
I rolled my eyes, "I was at the lodging house. Mom."
Spot glared at me and then at Jack who persisted to laugh harder at the comment.
"Grow up you two. Chrys, we'se gotta talk. You done heah yet?"
I drank the last of my water, "Yea."
"But you didn't eat nothing!" Mush exclaimed.
"No money," I said with a shrug.
Blink rolled his eyes. "We would've lent ya some money," Skittery insisted.
"Na, I don't wanna take you'se guys hard earned money. See ya guys!"
Spot and I walked toward the lodging house in silence. Which was surprising because I was expecting a lecture. "Hey Spot?"
"Hum?"
"Wanna go back to Brooklyn?"
He smiled, "Do you even gotta ask?"
"Guess so, since I did." He playfully punched me.
I ran upstairs, grabbed my stuff, and we headed home to Brooklyn. "I gots ta ask ya somethin'," Spot said halfway across the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Yea?"
"Well... I don't gotta, but Jacky wants me to."
"So ask already you wuss."
"Do you like Jack? Ya know... Would you wanna be his goil? ...Hypothetically speakin'"
Yes. Yes, yes yes. Yes! "No." Sure, I liked him, but did I really need another Race incident?
Spot raised an eyebrow at me, "Ya shoa?"
"Ya, I'm shoa."
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A/N: Alrighty... Another chapter done... Not a very exciting one... But still a new chappie. Welp kiddos, please review! I would love ya forever and always! Yup yup! PLEASE!!!!
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AnUNDERCOVERnewsie:
You're the bestest! I dedicate this chappie to you! I think I should've made it really short and then dedicated it to you but I decided to give you something ta read! I finished my wallet! Yay! Anyway! Thanks for reviewing! See ya at U of A! Hehe.
Newises + Duct tape + Walmart + Sami + Lynette = FUN!
Spot: Oh no! God, please don't let Lynette and Sami meet each udder! It'll be da end of da woild as we knows it!
That's not nice Spot!
Spot: But it's true!
::glares::
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Sapphy:
You really like to laugh at Spot, don't you? Hehe. Me too!
Spot: Why you goils gotta be so mean ta me?
Cause you're an easy targert...?
Spot: ::pulls out slingshot and aims it at Merp's head:: I'll show ya an easy target!
Eep! Well thanks for reviewing! Gotta run! ::starts to run away from Spot::
Oh yea, Thanks for the good luck on the play. I got an understudy role. But, hey! It's better than nothin, eh? ::runs away before Spot can shoot:: BYE!!!
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Kawaii Julie Sama:
I think Chrys and Jack go together nicely too!
Spot: ::to Jack:: You break her heart, I break your neck!
Spot! Stop being so overprotective!
Spot: You've said that to your cousin's girlfriend before!
...Yea, but... that was different.
Spot: Right..
Welp, thanks for reviewing! Good luck with Honors English! I had that last year and I hated it SOOO bad!
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Angelfish7:
Race can be such a butthead! Welp, here's another chappie for ya to read more! Thanks for reviewing!
"As if they can help it you hoity toity bitch," I mumbled to myself.
I saw a newsie calling out the headlines. 'Gorillas take over Brooklyn' or something outrageous like that. His potential customers just looked at him funny and walked away without a pape. 'Poor kid,' I thought before going down to the bunkroom. I grabbed a couple of dollars from Sean and went out to find the newsie.
"Heya! Kid!"
The little boy turned around. He was a lot younger than I thought. "Pape Miss?"
"Nah. Heah, this is for you," I said, holding out the money.
The kid wrinkled his nose like the upper class had to him, "I don't want your charity, Miss."
I rolled my eyes. I forgot about newsies and their stupid pride. "Look kid. It ain't charity," I tried to think of a lie, "I got caught stealing money from dis rich man and he called the bulls on me. If dey find me wit da money I'se as good as dead. You'd be doin' me a favor if ya take it!"
"Yea right," the kid said. I never said I was a good liar. "Den why me?"
I looked around, "Why give it to some hoity toity day already has plenty when I could give it to a fellow newsie?"
"You'se a newsie? I nevah saw a goil newsie before." I laughed as the boy gaped at me, thinking maybe I would disappear and never be seen again.
"Yea, I'se a goil newsie. Now heah. I gotta go befoah da bulls find me again." I held out the money again and this time the kid took it, and started to leave.
"Hey! Goil!" I turned back to the kid, "What's you'se name?"
"Chrys, you'se?"
"Fruit!"
"Nice ta meetcha, maybe we'll see each udder again sometime!"
"Yea! ...And danks!"
I nodded and jogged away. I had stayed on the roof for a lot longer than I thought, cause it was already near lunch. I figured I would wait for the guys at Tibby's and head back to Brooklyn.
Since I was early I sat at the booth by myself and waited. "Can I get you anything?" a waiter asked. I had some money but that was from Sean for the other newsies.
Realizing since I didn't sell today, I didn't have any money, "Just a water please."
The man nodded and walked away to get my water. A considerably long time later, well at least to just get a water, he came back and set the glass in front of me. "Thanks."
I took a sip of water when Mush, Blink, and Skittery walked in. After a chorus of 'heys' they sat down with me.
"So, how was you'se day?" Mush asked, after ordering a sandwich.
"Pretty boring," I said, sipping my water.
"I thought you had to talk with Spot?" Skittery asked, eyebrow raised.
"Yea, but I'se was in a bad mood, and didn't feel up to lookin' foah him."
"Oh."
Their food came just as Spot, Jack, and David came in. "I dunno wheah she would be!" Spot said.
"Spot?" David said, looking at me.
"Maybe she went back to Brooklyn..."
"Spot."
"But what if she left again? What if she don't come back dis time!"
"SPOT!"
"What Dave?!" Spot glared at David for interrupting him.
"She's right there!" David said, pointing at me.
Jack doubled over in laughter. Spot playfully smacked the back of his head and came over to our booth.
"Wheah ya been? I've been worried sick about ya!"
I rolled my eyes, "I was at the lodging house. Mom."
Spot glared at me and then at Jack who persisted to laugh harder at the comment.
"Grow up you two. Chrys, we'se gotta talk. You done heah yet?"
I drank the last of my water, "Yea."
"But you didn't eat nothing!" Mush exclaimed.
"No money," I said with a shrug.
Blink rolled his eyes. "We would've lent ya some money," Skittery insisted.
"Na, I don't wanna take you'se guys hard earned money. See ya guys!"
Spot and I walked toward the lodging house in silence. Which was surprising because I was expecting a lecture. "Hey Spot?"
"Hum?"
"Wanna go back to Brooklyn?"
He smiled, "Do you even gotta ask?"
"Guess so, since I did." He playfully punched me.
I ran upstairs, grabbed my stuff, and we headed home to Brooklyn. "I gots ta ask ya somethin'," Spot said halfway across the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Yea?"
"Well... I don't gotta, but Jacky wants me to."
"So ask already you wuss."
"Do you like Jack? Ya know... Would you wanna be his goil? ...Hypothetically speakin'"
Yes. Yes, yes yes. Yes! "No." Sure, I liked him, but did I really need another Race incident?
Spot raised an eyebrow at me, "Ya shoa?"
"Ya, I'm shoa."
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A/N: Alrighty... Another chapter done... Not a very exciting one... But still a new chappie. Welp kiddos, please review! I would love ya forever and always! Yup yup! PLEASE!!!!
==========
AnUNDERCOVERnewsie:
You're the bestest! I dedicate this chappie to you! I think I should've made it really short and then dedicated it to you but I decided to give you something ta read! I finished my wallet! Yay! Anyway! Thanks for reviewing! See ya at U of A! Hehe.
Newises + Duct tape + Walmart + Sami + Lynette = FUN!
Spot: Oh no! God, please don't let Lynette and Sami meet each udder! It'll be da end of da woild as we knows it!
That's not nice Spot!
Spot: But it's true!
::glares::
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Sapphy:
You really like to laugh at Spot, don't you? Hehe. Me too!
Spot: Why you goils gotta be so mean ta me?
Cause you're an easy targert...?
Spot: ::pulls out slingshot and aims it at Merp's head:: I'll show ya an easy target!
Eep! Well thanks for reviewing! Gotta run! ::starts to run away from Spot::
Oh yea, Thanks for the good luck on the play. I got an understudy role. But, hey! It's better than nothin, eh? ::runs away before Spot can shoot:: BYE!!!
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Kawaii Julie Sama:
I think Chrys and Jack go together nicely too!
Spot: ::to Jack:: You break her heart, I break your neck!
Spot! Stop being so overprotective!
Spot: You've said that to your cousin's girlfriend before!
...Yea, but... that was different.
Spot: Right..
Welp, thanks for reviewing! Good luck with Honors English! I had that last year and I hated it SOOO bad!
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Angelfish7:
Race can be such a butthead! Welp, here's another chappie for ya to read more! Thanks for reviewing!