Randy awoke stiffly the next morning, but not as much in pain as before.
She was about to go back to sleep when she heard a loud yell that seemed to
shatter her eardrums.
"WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!! GET YOUS' BUMS UP. WES GOTS TA SELL!" yelled jack Kelly slapping at people to get them up. He stopped at Randy's bed and tried to be soothing. This was a dumb idea. He calmly said, "Randy, rise and shine sweet face."
For this he received a blow in the jaw seemingly out of no where. Even when she was dead tired, Randy wouldn't stand to be called sweet face. "Shut up ya' idiot." She mumbled pushing herself up and stretching. She scratched her head, yawning, and smiled as jack walked away to wake the other boys. She then gracefully hung on to the railing and swung down off the bunk. Mush nearly yelped when he saw her come out of no where. The boys cleared the bathroom quickly, thinking that it was the proper thing to do for a lady who needed to get ready in the morning. However, Randy just gave them a dirty look and pulled off her bed clothes groggily. All of the boys gaped, open mouth, at her goddess body hugged in a pair of long johns. She gave them all a death glare and they reluctantly looked away as she pulled on her baggy white shirt and her brown pants with brown suspenders. She didn't bother to comb her hair, but that didn't matter because it looked fine naturally. She had been wondering what she was going to do that day, but suddenly realized as she listened to all of the boys talking about good selling spots, who they were selling with, and the crappy headlines, she realized that she was going to have to sell papers.
She tried to look as though the thought hadn't occurred to her as she headed downstairs with the other boys. They trudged outside yawning; making their way to the nuns they relied on for breakfast. Jack suddenly stopped them as he realized he hadn't explained to Randy about selling papes today. He beckoned Randy towards him, and she came grudgingly.
"Randy. Yous' is gunna be sellin' papes today. We would find yous' a selling partner, but Spot Conlon has already put in his claim to sell wid' yous' today." Jack told Randy.
Jack was surprised as Randy shook her head strongly and defiantly. "No. Foist of all, I don't need anybodys to show me how to sell papes. And second, of all the people I would let show me, the last of which would be Spot Conlon. That's it. Period."
Jack tried to get Randy to understand. "Look, Randy, yous' only have to sell papes one day wid' Spot. He already said yous' was sellin' wid him, and he's da best teacher yous' is gunna get if yous' wanna be a top newsie."
Randy, too tired to want to start trouble, said with a scowl on her face, "Fine. For just this one day. And if he tries' any funny bidness, I'll slit his troat."
"Ya' got yourself a deal." said Jack, a smile on his face. Spot's gunna meet up wid us outside the papes office. Then you and hes will go sell papes in Brooklyn."
"Whatever." said Randy, scowling as they made their way to the papes office. But then she got a small smile on her face as she saw a young man with chocolate brown hair and soft gentle eyes. The boy turned, saw her, and ran toward her quickly.
"Randy, dis is Dave. He's the boy whos saved yous' life."
David blushed as Randy smiled and said, "I don't knows how I can thank you. If there's anyting I can do, just ask."
David smiled warmly and said, "Just being able to help was my pleasure. I hope your feeling better...Randy."
"Thanks to yous' I am." said Randy warmly.
They bought their papes and walked outside the large gates where Spot was leaning smugly, waiting for Randy. Spot, however, had heard the whole conversation between Randy and Dave, and knew that if Randy was gunna warm up to any guy at the moment, it would be him. This explained his hostile manner towards David that morning.
Spot sauntered up to David, Jack, and Randy and said, "Why hello Randy, Jack .David."
David smiled, "Hey Spot."
Spot grimaced at David, and then turned to Randy. "Yous' ready to go sell papes Rand'?"
Randy glared at him. "The name's Randy, and let's just gets this over with."
Though not a very encouraging response, Spot was thankful Jack had persuaded Randy to come with him. For he was sure she had not come willingly. "Well then, let us begin." said Spot charismatically, and walked off towards Brooklyn with Randy dragging along glumly behind him.
"WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!! GET YOUS' BUMS UP. WES GOTS TA SELL!" yelled jack Kelly slapping at people to get them up. He stopped at Randy's bed and tried to be soothing. This was a dumb idea. He calmly said, "Randy, rise and shine sweet face."
For this he received a blow in the jaw seemingly out of no where. Even when she was dead tired, Randy wouldn't stand to be called sweet face. "Shut up ya' idiot." She mumbled pushing herself up and stretching. She scratched her head, yawning, and smiled as jack walked away to wake the other boys. She then gracefully hung on to the railing and swung down off the bunk. Mush nearly yelped when he saw her come out of no where. The boys cleared the bathroom quickly, thinking that it was the proper thing to do for a lady who needed to get ready in the morning. However, Randy just gave them a dirty look and pulled off her bed clothes groggily. All of the boys gaped, open mouth, at her goddess body hugged in a pair of long johns. She gave them all a death glare and they reluctantly looked away as she pulled on her baggy white shirt and her brown pants with brown suspenders. She didn't bother to comb her hair, but that didn't matter because it looked fine naturally. She had been wondering what she was going to do that day, but suddenly realized as she listened to all of the boys talking about good selling spots, who they were selling with, and the crappy headlines, she realized that she was going to have to sell papers.
She tried to look as though the thought hadn't occurred to her as she headed downstairs with the other boys. They trudged outside yawning; making their way to the nuns they relied on for breakfast. Jack suddenly stopped them as he realized he hadn't explained to Randy about selling papes today. He beckoned Randy towards him, and she came grudgingly.
"Randy. Yous' is gunna be sellin' papes today. We would find yous' a selling partner, but Spot Conlon has already put in his claim to sell wid' yous' today." Jack told Randy.
Jack was surprised as Randy shook her head strongly and defiantly. "No. Foist of all, I don't need anybodys to show me how to sell papes. And second, of all the people I would let show me, the last of which would be Spot Conlon. That's it. Period."
Jack tried to get Randy to understand. "Look, Randy, yous' only have to sell papes one day wid' Spot. He already said yous' was sellin' wid him, and he's da best teacher yous' is gunna get if yous' wanna be a top newsie."
Randy, too tired to want to start trouble, said with a scowl on her face, "Fine. For just this one day. And if he tries' any funny bidness, I'll slit his troat."
"Ya' got yourself a deal." said Jack, a smile on his face. Spot's gunna meet up wid us outside the papes office. Then you and hes will go sell papes in Brooklyn."
"Whatever." said Randy, scowling as they made their way to the papes office. But then she got a small smile on her face as she saw a young man with chocolate brown hair and soft gentle eyes. The boy turned, saw her, and ran toward her quickly.
"Randy, dis is Dave. He's the boy whos saved yous' life."
David blushed as Randy smiled and said, "I don't knows how I can thank you. If there's anyting I can do, just ask."
David smiled warmly and said, "Just being able to help was my pleasure. I hope your feeling better...Randy."
"Thanks to yous' I am." said Randy warmly.
They bought their papes and walked outside the large gates where Spot was leaning smugly, waiting for Randy. Spot, however, had heard the whole conversation between Randy and Dave, and knew that if Randy was gunna warm up to any guy at the moment, it would be him. This explained his hostile manner towards David that morning.
Spot sauntered up to David, Jack, and Randy and said, "Why hello Randy, Jack .David."
David smiled, "Hey Spot."
Spot grimaced at David, and then turned to Randy. "Yous' ready to go sell papes Rand'?"
Randy glared at him. "The name's Randy, and let's just gets this over with."
Though not a very encouraging response, Spot was thankful Jack had persuaded Randy to come with him. For he was sure she had not come willingly. "Well then, let us begin." said Spot charismatically, and walked off towards Brooklyn with Randy dragging along glumly behind him.