Randy trudged along with Spot until they had obviously
reached their destination because Spot turned towards her.
"Oks, all use got to do is yell out a headline that isn't complete cock n' bull, but is extendin' the truth a little, a lot."
"I see." said Randy. "Let's see how Ise do."
She sauntered up a few yards with the fifty papes she had bought at the distribution center. Then, after glancing at Spot, she opened her mouth and started screaming at the tope of her lungs. "EXTRY EXTRY! MAN SHOT AT BAR. THOUSANDS WEEP AT THE TRAGEDY!!!" Immediately seven people came up to her and bought the papers eagerly. She quickly walked over to Spot, and to his delight, she grabbed his arm and pulled him into a hidden corner. She wanted to be out of sight before the readers found her little fudge of the information.
"Where exactly did you find that story?" Spot said with a parental look on his face.
Randy scowled at him. "On page nine smart aleck." She said with a smug look on her face.
"Man passes out at local bar due to too many shots of alcohol. Drunken customers laugh so hard their eyes water." he read aloud. "Wow. Yous' sure do have a way of improvin' the truth."
"I know." she replied smoothly. "Well, I seem to have this under control. I think I can get along without yous' now."
Spot shook his head quickly. "No. Jack made me promise I would have you, wid' me, at a certain place at a certain time."
"Whatever." she muttered.
"Besides" said Spot. "I gots to show you sumthin' when wes is done."
Pretending as though she hadn't heard him, Randy moved along swiftly in the crowd, always checking behind her and finding abysmally that Spot was always on her tail. After she and Spot had sold their papes, Spot got a hold of her and explained once again that he had to show her something. Though annoyed, Randy was a bit intrigued at what he could possibly want to show her. So, with a suspicious look on her face, she followed Spot till they reached a large building, not far from the Brooklyn Bridge.
As Spot led her inside, she saw many, many boys. Who strangely enough, were all treating Spot as though he were some great leader. Randy then realized that, though she still thought Spot was pure scum, he had been telling the truth about being king of Brooklyn. She also noticed that many of them were all nudging spot with twinkles in their eyes and nodding towards her. Suddenly, it all clicked. She had heard stories of the womanizer, Spot Conlon, who had a girl every night. She gasped in shock when she realized that the boys must think that SHE was the girl tonight.
She reached out, and to Spot's shock, grabbed his arm to stop him. "Listen up, boys." said loudly. "I am not with, ever was with, nor ever will be with Spot Conlon in any romantic way whatsoever. So yous' can stop lookin' at me like a fine piece of meat, cuz' that aint the way it is. In fact, that's the farthest thing from the truth."
Spot was mortified. He pulled her towards him and whispered aggravated, "What do yous' think your' doin????"
"I saw the way they were lookin' at me, and I needed to set the record straight." she said loudly.
Spot let his anger rise above his want to be quiet. "Look, I gots a reputation that you are screwin' up. I am the most famous and most respected newsie."
"That's not respect, Spot. That's fear. It's a troll's way of getting respect. You're just a disgusting bully." said Randy angrily.
The other boys looked around awkwardly. They all knew that no one spoke to Spot Conlon that way without getting soaked.
"Ise' gunna put yous' in your place, goil." steamed Spot.
"Well, my place just happens to be far above yours, you lowlife." spat Randy.
Spot swung at her stomach skillfully, but Randy was ready, and she blocked him while punching his eye swiftly.
"You little-" sputtered Spot.
"-genius, perfection, royal majesty? Any one will do." said Randy, breathing heavily. "I hate you Spot Conlon, you horrible brute. The only place I want to be is as far away from you as possible!" she yelled glowering at him. Then she spun around and ran out of the Brooklyn lodging house, leaving Spot and the others staring at the path she had left bewildered.
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"Oks, all use got to do is yell out a headline that isn't complete cock n' bull, but is extendin' the truth a little, a lot."
"I see." said Randy. "Let's see how Ise do."
She sauntered up a few yards with the fifty papes she had bought at the distribution center. Then, after glancing at Spot, she opened her mouth and started screaming at the tope of her lungs. "EXTRY EXTRY! MAN SHOT AT BAR. THOUSANDS WEEP AT THE TRAGEDY!!!" Immediately seven people came up to her and bought the papers eagerly. She quickly walked over to Spot, and to his delight, she grabbed his arm and pulled him into a hidden corner. She wanted to be out of sight before the readers found her little fudge of the information.
"Where exactly did you find that story?" Spot said with a parental look on his face.
Randy scowled at him. "On page nine smart aleck." She said with a smug look on her face.
"Man passes out at local bar due to too many shots of alcohol. Drunken customers laugh so hard their eyes water." he read aloud. "Wow. Yous' sure do have a way of improvin' the truth."
"I know." she replied smoothly. "Well, I seem to have this under control. I think I can get along without yous' now."
Spot shook his head quickly. "No. Jack made me promise I would have you, wid' me, at a certain place at a certain time."
"Whatever." she muttered.
"Besides" said Spot. "I gots to show you sumthin' when wes is done."
Pretending as though she hadn't heard him, Randy moved along swiftly in the crowd, always checking behind her and finding abysmally that Spot was always on her tail. After she and Spot had sold their papes, Spot got a hold of her and explained once again that he had to show her something. Though annoyed, Randy was a bit intrigued at what he could possibly want to show her. So, with a suspicious look on her face, she followed Spot till they reached a large building, not far from the Brooklyn Bridge.
As Spot led her inside, she saw many, many boys. Who strangely enough, were all treating Spot as though he were some great leader. Randy then realized that, though she still thought Spot was pure scum, he had been telling the truth about being king of Brooklyn. She also noticed that many of them were all nudging spot with twinkles in their eyes and nodding towards her. Suddenly, it all clicked. She had heard stories of the womanizer, Spot Conlon, who had a girl every night. She gasped in shock when she realized that the boys must think that SHE was the girl tonight.
She reached out, and to Spot's shock, grabbed his arm to stop him. "Listen up, boys." said loudly. "I am not with, ever was with, nor ever will be with Spot Conlon in any romantic way whatsoever. So yous' can stop lookin' at me like a fine piece of meat, cuz' that aint the way it is. In fact, that's the farthest thing from the truth."
Spot was mortified. He pulled her towards him and whispered aggravated, "What do yous' think your' doin????"
"I saw the way they were lookin' at me, and I needed to set the record straight." she said loudly.
Spot let his anger rise above his want to be quiet. "Look, I gots a reputation that you are screwin' up. I am the most famous and most respected newsie."
"That's not respect, Spot. That's fear. It's a troll's way of getting respect. You're just a disgusting bully." said Randy angrily.
The other boys looked around awkwardly. They all knew that no one spoke to Spot Conlon that way without getting soaked.
"Ise' gunna put yous' in your place, goil." steamed Spot.
"Well, my place just happens to be far above yours, you lowlife." spat Randy.
Spot swung at her stomach skillfully, but Randy was ready, and she blocked him while punching his eye swiftly.
"You little-" sputtered Spot.
"-genius, perfection, royal majesty? Any one will do." said Randy, breathing heavily. "I hate you Spot Conlon, you horrible brute. The only place I want to be is as far away from you as possible!" she yelled glowering at him. Then she spun around and ran out of the Brooklyn lodging house, leaving Spot and the others staring at the path she had left bewildered.
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