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have a nice day.
A/n: I realize that there are two girls named Meagan. It was an accident.
The girl at the beginning with Jumper should be Amanda but she isn't in the
story anymore. I also realize Skipper's last name changed. Also an
accident. I typed the first chapter a long time ago and only put it up
like last week or something. Okay. Thank you JustDuck and Angel for
reviewing. If you want in the story plot please tell me I'm in dire need
of some characters. Plus, if you do tell me you get a personal wake-up
call from the newsie of your choice. Bye-Bye.
Race gave Sara an odd look before realizing the boy in the doorway looked amazingly like the tiny blonde in front of him.
"Josh?" he whispered the question and Sara nodded.
"Ya bruddah?" Spot added. She nodded again and stood up while saying, "Watch this pure ass kicking. He pissed with the wrong girl."
"Oh Joshua! Look who it is! Your darling sister Sara in case you forgot you had one."
"Sara? What are you doing here?"
"Oh? I think the real question is what were you thinking when you left me alone with Lucy while I was near death with typhoid and severe depression?"
"Umm? I don't know if you were sane enough to know at the time but Snyder caught me. Keith busted me out and said you and Lucy got jobs in a sweatshop. That is where I thought you were."
"So this was Keith's brainchild huh?"
"I guess. Are you okay? I mean if I'd known I would have never left."
"I'm fine now thanks to a few guys I am lucky enough to have met."
"Who?"
"Racetrack Higgens and Spot Conlon. That's who."
Spot looked up. Lucky to know him? Well, that was a first. He would have never let her know it but he wanted to hug her right then and there.
"Spot? What are you doing with Spot?"
"Living in his lodging house." It pleased her that he was pissed. After all, he should have at least tried to visit her in the 'sweatshop' and found her not there and realized something wasn't right.
"Oh no! You're coming with me! C'mon! Back to Queens for Sara Noel Porter."
"Noel?" Race asked.
"Shut-up Race! No, I won't go with you. I hate you right now," she snapped. Josh grabbed her by the arm and began dragging her away. She wriggled and fought to no avail.
"Get the fuck off her ya lousy bum!" Spot stood up and ordered Josh.
"Stay out of this Spot! She's my sister and I'm taking her home."
"She's my newsie an' my best boid. Ya ain't takin her no where."
"Spot, I don't want to fight you over her."
Spot lunged at Josh knocking him over and grunted, " I guess dat's to bad den!"
Josh struggled to fight Spot off but it was useless. (As we all know Spot kicks mega ass!).
"Okay keep her just don't kill me!" Josh yelled. Spot stood up and grinned wickedly.
"Dat's what I thought. Get outta heah Josh an' don't come back for Sara. She's mine."
Sara stared at them. Spot had just fought for her. That sealed the deal. She definitely liked him a lot! 'Did that 'she's mine' mean he liked her or she was his newsie,' she thought.
"Okay Sara sit down. We gotta talk," Spot ordered as Josh left. She froze. 'Doesn't that sound familiar,' she thought. 'Nah. Spot wouldn't do that.' At least she didn't think so. She felt like hot metal had been poured into her body and she stayed stalk still, a sudden fear of the boy growing fiercer and angry and colder all at once. She suddenly wished she had gone with Josh.
"Sara? Are ya okay?" Race asked and he put his hand on her shoulder. She jerked away but nodded and sat down next to Spot.
"So tell me. What's ya story an' why was Josh so scared a' lettin ya stay in Brooklyn? It's probably da safest place ta live when ya a' newsie."
"I know. He's just a little paranoid about me. That's all. If you need to know more you have to wait because it will cause me major mental breakdowns. Anything else?"
"Yeah. I need ta know more so follow me we're goin for a walk.
A/n: Okay how'd you like it? Sorry it's so short but it seemed the perfect place to stop and leave you with a cliffhanger. Well, if you want to be in the plot tell me! I need characters (again!). If I put you or one of your characters (with your permission of course) you get a personal wake call from the newsie hottie of your choice. Oh and I'm grounded from the computer so if I don't update for a while that's why sorry. I got a 68 in Science but don't worry I brought it up to a 74 so far. My parents don't think that's good enough though. Bye.
Race gave Sara an odd look before realizing the boy in the doorway looked amazingly like the tiny blonde in front of him.
"Josh?" he whispered the question and Sara nodded.
"Ya bruddah?" Spot added. She nodded again and stood up while saying, "Watch this pure ass kicking. He pissed with the wrong girl."
"Oh Joshua! Look who it is! Your darling sister Sara in case you forgot you had one."
"Sara? What are you doing here?"
"Oh? I think the real question is what were you thinking when you left me alone with Lucy while I was near death with typhoid and severe depression?"
"Umm? I don't know if you were sane enough to know at the time but Snyder caught me. Keith busted me out and said you and Lucy got jobs in a sweatshop. That is where I thought you were."
"So this was Keith's brainchild huh?"
"I guess. Are you okay? I mean if I'd known I would have never left."
"I'm fine now thanks to a few guys I am lucky enough to have met."
"Who?"
"Racetrack Higgens and Spot Conlon. That's who."
Spot looked up. Lucky to know him? Well, that was a first. He would have never let her know it but he wanted to hug her right then and there.
"Spot? What are you doing with Spot?"
"Living in his lodging house." It pleased her that he was pissed. After all, he should have at least tried to visit her in the 'sweatshop' and found her not there and realized something wasn't right.
"Oh no! You're coming with me! C'mon! Back to Queens for Sara Noel Porter."
"Noel?" Race asked.
"Shut-up Race! No, I won't go with you. I hate you right now," she snapped. Josh grabbed her by the arm and began dragging her away. She wriggled and fought to no avail.
"Get the fuck off her ya lousy bum!" Spot stood up and ordered Josh.
"Stay out of this Spot! She's my sister and I'm taking her home."
"She's my newsie an' my best boid. Ya ain't takin her no where."
"Spot, I don't want to fight you over her."
Spot lunged at Josh knocking him over and grunted, " I guess dat's to bad den!"
Josh struggled to fight Spot off but it was useless. (As we all know Spot kicks mega ass!).
"Okay keep her just don't kill me!" Josh yelled. Spot stood up and grinned wickedly.
"Dat's what I thought. Get outta heah Josh an' don't come back for Sara. She's mine."
Sara stared at them. Spot had just fought for her. That sealed the deal. She definitely liked him a lot! 'Did that 'she's mine' mean he liked her or she was his newsie,' she thought.
"Okay Sara sit down. We gotta talk," Spot ordered as Josh left. She froze. 'Doesn't that sound familiar,' she thought. 'Nah. Spot wouldn't do that.' At least she didn't think so. She felt like hot metal had been poured into her body and she stayed stalk still, a sudden fear of the boy growing fiercer and angry and colder all at once. She suddenly wished she had gone with Josh.
"Sara? Are ya okay?" Race asked and he put his hand on her shoulder. She jerked away but nodded and sat down next to Spot.
"So tell me. What's ya story an' why was Josh so scared a' lettin ya stay in Brooklyn? It's probably da safest place ta live when ya a' newsie."
"I know. He's just a little paranoid about me. That's all. If you need to know more you have to wait because it will cause me major mental breakdowns. Anything else?"
"Yeah. I need ta know more so follow me we're goin for a walk.
A/n: Okay how'd you like it? Sorry it's so short but it seemed the perfect place to stop and leave you with a cliffhanger. Well, if you want to be in the plot tell me! I need characters (again!). If I put you or one of your characters (with your permission of course) you get a personal wake call from the newsie hottie of your choice. Oh and I'm grounded from the computer so if I don't update for a while that's why sorry. I got a 68 in Science but don't worry I brought it up to a 74 so far. My parents don't think that's good enough though. Bye.