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Chapter 10
"You're free to go."
Blink couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was a free man. Never again would he have to run and hide, or duck into an alley to hide from the cops. He quickly scanned the crowd and was pleased to see a defeated scowl upon the face of Mr. Kerry.
Munch, and the others were being cuffed and dragged outside, most likely to be put into the big truck that had transported Blink to the courthouse, and then from there, off to jail.
A dozen familiar faces began to crowd around him, his friends clapping him on the shoulder. There was another thing he could be happy about. He had friends again, and as he shook Racetrack's hand, he realized that he belonged.
"C'mon. Let's get outta heah before da Judge changes his mind," said Jack. He grabbed Blink's arm and struggled through the crowd to the doors.
Blink blinked in the bright sunlight as he stepped out into the cool early afternoon air. The crowd around him began to disperse and suddenly he saw, to his horror, Skittery, heading toward them.
"What are ya doin' here?" Blink hissed looking around for cops.
"What? Ya didn't think I'd miss your trial didja?"
Blink glared at Snoddy. Snoddy shrugged. "Like I could stop him."
"We'se gotta get ya outta here, Skits before da bulls see ya," Jack said.
"Too late," The officers had appeared out of no where and stood on either side of Skittery. "We've got some unfinished business with you, boy." And Skittery was cuffed again.
"I t'ought we'se was free ta go!" Skittery yelled nudging away from one of the cops.
"He is free to go," the cop said gesturing to Blink, "you still attacked those cops though, and we can't dismiss that." A cop said pushing Skittery towards the wagon.
"You don't understand!" Blink said stepping into the path of the two officers.
"Move out of the way street rat."
"He was only tryin' ta protect me!" Blink shouted. "Dose cops had no right to—"
"Those cops were good friends of ours."
After that, Blink realized that his attempts were futile. He watched Skittery struggle against their firm grips as they led him to another wagon and threw him inside. Snoddy, standing off to the side sighed and shook his head. Like he knew this would have happened sooner or later.
Three weeks later, the newsies sat lazily around the lodging house, trying to cool down after the hot day of selling.
Mush and Blink sat on the bottom step leading up to the bunk room upstairs. Blink fanned himself absentmindedly as he peered over Mush's shoulder to look at the book he was reading.
No one was really talking much. Race was quietly lying in the corner; he had said that it was too hot even to gamble. Jack was over there too with him, as well as some other boys.
Blink was glad that everyone was on friendly terms with him again, he had missed having friends. He then noticed Snoddy, who was sitting on a chair at the table drawing little circles in the wood with his finger. He had been so bored for the last few weeks, with Skittery gone and all; he really didn't have anybody to do anything with. Though Blink and Mush had let him sell with them.
Come to think of it, when does he get back? Blink thought. He didn't even know where Skittery was at, the cops had taken him away and that was the last that he had seen.
As he sat pondering, the door to the lodging house banged open. All heads turned toward it, and there was an instant uproar as a grinning Skittery stepped inside. Snoddy was the first to rush at him and the others followed seconds later. Skittery was engulfed in the swarm of newsboys, and his muffled protests went unheard.
Blink remained sitting on the stairs watching the scene before him with a slight smile on his lips.
When things calmed down a bit, Blink heard his name. "Where's Blink?"
Skittery's eyes fell upon him, and he grinned. Blink stood up and made his way over to Skittery. They stood a few feet apart.
"Where ya been?" Blink asked.
"Da bulls got dis crazy idea dat I needed some 'rehabilitatin'. So I'se been in da refuge foah a while." He smirked. "Dey sentenced me ta t'ree months, but I was released early foah good behavior."
"You? Good behavior?" teased Racetrack, earning him a blow to the gut.
There was an awkward pause. All eyes and ears were on the conversation taking place.
"Uh...t'anks, Skits. Foah everyt'in'," said Blink.
Skittery clapped a large hand on Blink's shoulder. "Hey, what are friends foah, huh?"
The end
A/N: Thanks for sticking with us, guys. Sorry the ending is a bit short and a bit choppy, and sorry it took so long for us to update. We got busy with other...things...anyways, hope you liked it. SBM
Chapter 10
"You're free to go."
Blink couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was a free man. Never again would he have to run and hide, or duck into an alley to hide from the cops. He quickly scanned the crowd and was pleased to see a defeated scowl upon the face of Mr. Kerry.
Munch, and the others were being cuffed and dragged outside, most likely to be put into the big truck that had transported Blink to the courthouse, and then from there, off to jail.
A dozen familiar faces began to crowd around him, his friends clapping him on the shoulder. There was another thing he could be happy about. He had friends again, and as he shook Racetrack's hand, he realized that he belonged.
"C'mon. Let's get outta heah before da Judge changes his mind," said Jack. He grabbed Blink's arm and struggled through the crowd to the doors.
Blink blinked in the bright sunlight as he stepped out into the cool early afternoon air. The crowd around him began to disperse and suddenly he saw, to his horror, Skittery, heading toward them.
"What are ya doin' here?" Blink hissed looking around for cops.
"What? Ya didn't think I'd miss your trial didja?"
Blink glared at Snoddy. Snoddy shrugged. "Like I could stop him."
"We'se gotta get ya outta here, Skits before da bulls see ya," Jack said.
"Too late," The officers had appeared out of no where and stood on either side of Skittery. "We've got some unfinished business with you, boy." And Skittery was cuffed again.
"I t'ought we'se was free ta go!" Skittery yelled nudging away from one of the cops.
"He is free to go," the cop said gesturing to Blink, "you still attacked those cops though, and we can't dismiss that." A cop said pushing Skittery towards the wagon.
"You don't understand!" Blink said stepping into the path of the two officers.
"Move out of the way street rat."
"He was only tryin' ta protect me!" Blink shouted. "Dose cops had no right to—"
"Those cops were good friends of ours."
After that, Blink realized that his attempts were futile. He watched Skittery struggle against their firm grips as they led him to another wagon and threw him inside. Snoddy, standing off to the side sighed and shook his head. Like he knew this would have happened sooner or later.
Three weeks later, the newsies sat lazily around the lodging house, trying to cool down after the hot day of selling.
Mush and Blink sat on the bottom step leading up to the bunk room upstairs. Blink fanned himself absentmindedly as he peered over Mush's shoulder to look at the book he was reading.
No one was really talking much. Race was quietly lying in the corner; he had said that it was too hot even to gamble. Jack was over there too with him, as well as some other boys.
Blink was glad that everyone was on friendly terms with him again, he had missed having friends. He then noticed Snoddy, who was sitting on a chair at the table drawing little circles in the wood with his finger. He had been so bored for the last few weeks, with Skittery gone and all; he really didn't have anybody to do anything with. Though Blink and Mush had let him sell with them.
Come to think of it, when does he get back? Blink thought. He didn't even know where Skittery was at, the cops had taken him away and that was the last that he had seen.
As he sat pondering, the door to the lodging house banged open. All heads turned toward it, and there was an instant uproar as a grinning Skittery stepped inside. Snoddy was the first to rush at him and the others followed seconds later. Skittery was engulfed in the swarm of newsboys, and his muffled protests went unheard.
Blink remained sitting on the stairs watching the scene before him with a slight smile on his lips.
When things calmed down a bit, Blink heard his name. "Where's Blink?"
Skittery's eyes fell upon him, and he grinned. Blink stood up and made his way over to Skittery. They stood a few feet apart.
"Where ya been?" Blink asked.
"Da bulls got dis crazy idea dat I needed some 'rehabilitatin'. So I'se been in da refuge foah a while." He smirked. "Dey sentenced me ta t'ree months, but I was released early foah good behavior."
"You? Good behavior?" teased Racetrack, earning him a blow to the gut.
There was an awkward pause. All eyes and ears were on the conversation taking place.
"Uh...t'anks, Skits. Foah everyt'in'," said Blink.
Skittery clapped a large hand on Blink's shoulder. "Hey, what are friends foah, huh?"
The end
A/N: Thanks for sticking with us, guys. Sorry the ending is a bit short and a bit choppy, and sorry it took so long for us to update. We got busy with other...things...anyways, hope you liked it. SBM