Shout outs:
Newsie Miracle: We don't think were going to add many more females to
our story, but we will put you in.....I hope you don't mind if your a
slut though... =)
Legs: Well take some of your suggestions to heart, and we appreciate
your honesty, but not all of our story is going to be based on fact.
deal with it.
Moon: Were going to try to update more.
NaughteeLady: Here's a few more chapters
StupidChocolateGirl: thanks for your support!
Broadway1: thank you sooooo much! sorry it took so long though =(
~*~Chapter Two - Clean up
"Ey' Kloppman! I have to ask ya' somethin'!" Jack said approaching
the man as the boys began to get out of bed.
"What now jack." He replied in a half awake tone
"We have this goil, I'm not sure how long she'll be here, but she
don't have any clothes."
"Go to the sick room, get her some till she gets some of her own."
"Your the best!" jack said slyly as he slipped around the corner.
*
"Doit!" Jack yelled. pounding on the door to the washroom.
"What!?" She yelled back, "I'm almost done can't you hold it?"
"Nah, its not that, here's some clothes until you find some, we start
sellin soon, hurry up." He replied back, dropping them by the door,
and starting to get ready himself.
Slowly and hesitantly she peaked out of the door to get her new
clothes, making sure no one saw her face as she did so. She examined
her cuts and bruises, all over her arms and legs, and eventually
pulled on her clothing, none of which fit properly.
The pants were huge, and the shirt made it hard to breathe. She
decided to wear the thin jacket over it, to hide herself from the
rest of the newsies, as she was soon to be. She also decided she
would keep the hood up, to hide her face, and the pain that was so
clearly carved into her eyes.
Out of no where, a noise like no other entered her ears. Boys of all
ages and sizes began pounding on the door, and yelling to hurry up.
She quickly rushed out, old bloodstained clothes in hand, but she
could feel their eyes upon her.
"Do you really want to wear that damn coat in summer?" Asked a small
boy.
She just dodged her eyes, and kept walking, not caring where she was
going. Suddenly she came crashing to the ground, colliding with the
boy who took her from the alley she should have died in.
"Hey Doit!" He said "We didn't get a proper meetin' earlier, I'm Kid
Blink, otherwise known as Blink.. Why do you have that hood up?" He
asked noticing a long black curl escaping from underneath it.
"Why would you care?" She said in an annoyed tone. "Where am I
supposed to go?"
"A place called the distribution office, its over by tibby's, ever
been there'?" He asked, still trying to be kind
"Yea' I'll manage." She grumbled.
"Well go there after your done, thats where we meet. Oh, and use this
to start out!" He said, passing two bits her way. She mumbled
something that sounded like thank you on her way out, but tossed
something in the trash before exiting.
He slowly walked towards the garbage, wondering if he dare look at what it was, and unfurled her blood and dirt stained clothes. In the pants there was somthing that looked like a knife slash with blood marks all around it. There were many more on her legs too. He shook his head in confusion, and walked out of the room.
Newsie Miracle: We don't think were going to add many more females to
our story, but we will put you in.....I hope you don't mind if your a
slut though... =)
Legs: Well take some of your suggestions to heart, and we appreciate
your honesty, but not all of our story is going to be based on fact.
deal with it.
Moon: Were going to try to update more.
NaughteeLady: Here's a few more chapters
StupidChocolateGirl: thanks for your support!
Broadway1: thank you sooooo much! sorry it took so long though =(
~*~Chapter Two - Clean up
"Ey' Kloppman! I have to ask ya' somethin'!" Jack said approaching
the man as the boys began to get out of bed.
"What now jack." He replied in a half awake tone
"We have this goil, I'm not sure how long she'll be here, but she
don't have any clothes."
"Go to the sick room, get her some till she gets some of her own."
"Your the best!" jack said slyly as he slipped around the corner.
*
"Doit!" Jack yelled. pounding on the door to the washroom.
"What!?" She yelled back, "I'm almost done can't you hold it?"
"Nah, its not that, here's some clothes until you find some, we start
sellin soon, hurry up." He replied back, dropping them by the door,
and starting to get ready himself.
Slowly and hesitantly she peaked out of the door to get her new
clothes, making sure no one saw her face as she did so. She examined
her cuts and bruises, all over her arms and legs, and eventually
pulled on her clothing, none of which fit properly.
The pants were huge, and the shirt made it hard to breathe. She
decided to wear the thin jacket over it, to hide herself from the
rest of the newsies, as she was soon to be. She also decided she
would keep the hood up, to hide her face, and the pain that was so
clearly carved into her eyes.
Out of no where, a noise like no other entered her ears. Boys of all
ages and sizes began pounding on the door, and yelling to hurry up.
She quickly rushed out, old bloodstained clothes in hand, but she
could feel their eyes upon her.
"Do you really want to wear that damn coat in summer?" Asked a small
boy.
She just dodged her eyes, and kept walking, not caring where she was
going. Suddenly she came crashing to the ground, colliding with the
boy who took her from the alley she should have died in.
"Hey Doit!" He said "We didn't get a proper meetin' earlier, I'm Kid
Blink, otherwise known as Blink.. Why do you have that hood up?" He
asked noticing a long black curl escaping from underneath it.
"Why would you care?" She said in an annoyed tone. "Where am I
supposed to go?"
"A place called the distribution office, its over by tibby's, ever
been there'?" He asked, still trying to be kind
"Yea' I'll manage." She grumbled.
"Well go there after your done, thats where we meet. Oh, and use this
to start out!" He said, passing two bits her way. She mumbled
something that sounded like thank you on her way out, but tossed
something in the trash before exiting.
He slowly walked towards the garbage, wondering if he dare look at what it was, and unfurled her blood and dirt stained clothes. In the pants there was somthing that looked like a knife slash with blood marks all around it. There were many more on her legs too. He shook his head in confusion, and walked out of the room.