Summary: Twins Pixi and Tink sneak out of the orphanage they get mad at each other so they split up, one goes to Manhattan and the other goes to Brooklyn.
Twins"Tink!" a skinny girl with two dark brown braids whispered across the room to her sister. "Tink!" Throwing off the covers she silently crept out of bed still calling over to her sister. She pulled off the white cotton uniform that all the orphans were dress in reviling her beige shirt and brown raggedy skirt. "Tink!" her whisper was getting louder.
"What?" Tink looked at her twin sister seeing her angry expression and sighed in exaggeration. "I'm up ok? Jist calm down don't have a freakin fit!"
"You would say that! Were breakin' outta da orphanage and you act like we'se late fer breakfast! Stupid!" Pixi threw some of her spare clothes in the sheet she was sleeping on and tied the ends making an easy to carry pack. Tink crouched down on the ground and reached under her bed and pulled out her already packed bundle.
"Alrigh' lets go." The twins cautiously made their way down the corridor making sure to keep extra quite in the hall where the caretakers slept.
They safely got down stairs and both sighed with relief. Finally they reached the last barrier, the only thing standing in between them and Freedom, two big double doors with a large dead bolt. Tink pulled a key out from her bundle, a key that had taken her a month to acquire, and unlocked the door then stuffed the key where it had been. The doors creaked as they opened. Pixi went first taking a deep breath and feeling pure joy.
"Finally fresh..ahh" She nosily triped down the stoop onto the sidewalk.
"What the heck is your problem!" Tink ran out after her but stopped in her tracks when she heard the door slam. They both looked up at the tall building in front of them and saw the lights in the orphanage flicker on. "Look what you did ya Idiot!" Tink pulled Pixi off the ground and both girls ran as fast as they could toward central park!
"You could have gotten us caught!" Tink yelled when they felt they were out of harms way.
"You're the one who slammed the door genius, if anyone would have gotten us caught it woulda been you'se!" Pixi screamed back.
"Yea well I'se sick of you'se getting' me in trouble. Your so stupid I cant take you anymore! I'm going to Brooklyn and Don't try to follow me!" Tink declared and stormed off in a flurry of emotion. Pixi watched angrily as her sister walked off.
"Well go then! Who needs you anyways!" She yelled back but Tink was out of earshot. "I'se going to Manhattan!" Pixi walked through Central Park her teeth clenched tight in anger! How could she me own freakin sista just leave me in da middle of the night in Central Park! Dis is crap!
She walked around avoiding as many eyes as she could. The air was crisp not too hot and not too cold just about right for this time of year, and despite her current situation she was rather happy! She was out of the orphanage no more grimmey food or cleaning no more closet! The closet, where the naughty kids were sent or just when you got on Mrs. Rivera's bad side.
It had always been her and Tink but she was kind of glad for the break, after all Tink was getting on her nerves always bossing her around, yea she was the younger one only by eleven minuets but they were the same age and Pixi could take care of herself or so she thought.
Pixi looked at the buildings near by and saw a couple of boys walk into one that had a sign that said 'News boys lodging house'. She shrugged and followed them.
Inside it was dark and smoky an old man was sleeping behind a desk and a bunch of muffled voices could be herd coming from upstairs.
"Excuse me?" she asked shyly. The old man peaked at the girl from under his hat.
"Yes may I help you?" he sat up and pushed his bowler hat back.
"You got any beds left?"
"Yes as a matter of fact I do." He opened the book that was lying on the desk causing a small dust cloud to rise. "Sign here and the first nights free, but after that its two cents a night." He smiled at the new recruit. "The names Michael Kloppmen."
"Gia Trionfo, but you can call me Pixi." Their introduction was cut short; the boy just walking in pulled both their attentions away.
"Snipeshooter, just in time, this is Pixi, why don't you show her around and introduce her to the guys." Snipeshotter eyed the new girl with much approval.
"Sure thing Kloppmen," he turned his attention to the tan brunette girl, who's big brown eyes seemed to pull him in " this way Pixi… So how'd you end up in dis place…" Snipeshotter and Pixi walked up stairs leaving Kloppmen to sleep in peace once again.
Tink eyed the long bridge with delight. Dis is it my first step into freedom and the long life pursuit of happiness! She smiled and started to cross the bridge.
About half way across she saw a shady figar leaning over the edge smoking a cigarette. Hoping he wouldn't notice her she walked as quickly and quietly as possible, but slowed down when she noticed an apple sitting beside him. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten an apple. She looked back up at the guy, he was young although probably older than herself, he didn't look to fast, a smoker ya know. She could probably out run him, even if he decided to chase her, I mean common who really wants to chase a street rat down the Brooklyn bridge over an apple?
Tink walked slowly around the guy trying to get in reach of the apple. Just as she was about to snatch it up the boy's hand shot out and caught her wrist gripping it tightly.
"I wouldn't do that I if I was yous." He warned and looked over at her with a smirk. "But I gots ta give ya some credit, trying to steel from Spot Conlon, yous got balls goil."
"Who da hell is Spot Conlon and why do I not want to steal from him?" she asked giving him as much attitude as she could muster being as frightened as she was.
"I'se Spot Conlon the leader of Brooklyn and yous don't want to mess wit me goily!" his eyes flashed threateningly his stature suddenly rising, Tink looked up at the boy who now seemed to be so big and intimidating as he stared down at her.
"I was just checking…" she looked away from him hoping he would release her so she could run.
"So…you want dis apple he tossed it up and down in his other hand.
"No I was just gonna steel it fer fun." She said her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You got a little more attitude den I like but I'se gonna make a deal with you anyways." He placed the apple back down on the ledge and pulled out some dice.
"Whats dat for?" Tink asked suspiciously.
"I'se gonna make a bet with you, if it rolls odds you get the apple fair and square, if it lands on evens den you get the apple but you'se gotta come back ta Brooklyn and work off what ya owe me." He gave her his trademark smirk. This girl obviously needed help but wasn't going to ask for it!
"Fine!." She snatched the dice from his hand and rolled it. The die bounced off the ground and rolled finally landing on six. It was his trick dice, which he used in games over in midtown. He smiled at the dice then picked it up and put it back in his pocket next to his slingshot.
"Well looks like ya coming wit me kid."
"I aint no kid, I'se fourteen years old fer yer information." She snapped.
"Yea whatever… well kid whats ya name?" he tossed her the apple, which she caught, then started off down the Brooklyn bridge.
"Tink." She stated flatly taking a large bite of the apple following the notorious leader to Brooklyn.
****)!Next chapter has little Romance and the Manhattan Newsies!(****
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