A/N hey new chappie and u know the drill, don't own never will.blah, blah,
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I found out bout the play and I am now an official Newsie *~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~*
Saiorse arose and knew she had to set out for business. She dressed to impress, pulling on the appropriate undergarments and then setting to work with her afternoon gown. It was a deep shade of green and had a high tight collar. All around her neck and shoulders coming to an end in a triangle near the bottom of the bodice was black velvet Celtic knots, she grabbed her gloves and left giving herself the better half of the day to make her way to Brooklyn. Within less than an hour she had reached an old warehouse.
She knew these looks, she got them from her friends back home when she first meet them but she soon just wore simple clothes. But now, here, she needed to feel empowered she had to deal with a run away student. After spending half an hour roaming the building she could find no one. Saiorse screamed in anger, who knew that a warehouse was so confusing. Being so angry she slipped into her native tongue
"An feidir le heinne cuidiu liom?!" (Can anyone help me?!)
Suddenly a newsie who stood at an easy 6'6 stood in front of her. He had black hair and eyes that could steal a soul. He appeared to be 17 and was fit.
"Cad is ainm duit, le do thoil?" (May I help you?)
"Cé as tú?" (Where are you from?)
"As America, is tú féin?"(From America, and yourself?)
"Is as Éire dom."(I am from Ireland) " Well you speak the language well for an American where did you learn it?" she asked
" My dad was Irish he came from Dublin and thank you it's kinda hard to speak it when you get no practice " he replied, "well may I"
"May you what?'
"Help you"
"Of yes of course I'm looking for Sarah Conlon"
" Sarah? Oh you must mean Sweets, yeah sure follow me."
She followed him to the ever-famous Brooklyn docks and watched as the carefree newsboys jumped and pushed each other for fun, but all action stopped as they saw her. I mean come it's Brooklyn and even more so the docks. What would an obviously hoity-toity girl like her be doing down at the docks? There he stopped to laughs and catcalls heard from every direction.
"Awe puppy face got him self a new girl!"
"Better watch out that Vampire don't see her, she'll tear her to shreds."
Now needless to say, Saiorse was more than a little worried to hear newsies talk about a girl killing her. It was more than a little unnerving, She couldn't help but wonder at his nick name how'd he get it?
"Eh shut it! You all know that Vampire is the only one who can call me that. Plus I'm taking her to see Spot so back off!"
"What happened to you to be stuck with the name puppy face?" she asked
"Well it's me girl she and I were broken up and then I saw this dog on the street and I couldn't leave it so I took it and named it after my girl Vampire."
" You named a stray after your girlfriend? . How endearing" she noted. Her voice dripping with sarcasm
"Yeah well she don't mind but we'd better hurry if you'se want to talk to spot"
"Spot!! I thought you said her name was Sweets?" she asked confused
"Oh it is but any one who has anything to say to Sweets say it to Spot then he tells her."
"Who ya got their Nick?" a voice called from on top of some crates
"Someone for Sweets"
Saiorse looked up and nearly fell back upon seeing the face that had asked Nick about her there he stood on his man maid castle of wooden crates and the river rushing around behind him. He had dirty blonde hair that just grazed the tops of his ear and wore a whit pinstripe shirt with brown trousers but it was in his eyes that she knew him. The boy from the docks
I found out bout the play and I am now an official Newsie *~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~*
Saiorse arose and knew she had to set out for business. She dressed to impress, pulling on the appropriate undergarments and then setting to work with her afternoon gown. It was a deep shade of green and had a high tight collar. All around her neck and shoulders coming to an end in a triangle near the bottom of the bodice was black velvet Celtic knots, she grabbed her gloves and left giving herself the better half of the day to make her way to Brooklyn. Within less than an hour she had reached an old warehouse.
She knew these looks, she got them from her friends back home when she first meet them but she soon just wore simple clothes. But now, here, she needed to feel empowered she had to deal with a run away student. After spending half an hour roaming the building she could find no one. Saiorse screamed in anger, who knew that a warehouse was so confusing. Being so angry she slipped into her native tongue
"An feidir le heinne cuidiu liom?!" (Can anyone help me?!)
Suddenly a newsie who stood at an easy 6'6 stood in front of her. He had black hair and eyes that could steal a soul. He appeared to be 17 and was fit.
"Cad is ainm duit, le do thoil?" (May I help you?)
"Cé as tú?" (Where are you from?)
"As America, is tú féin?"(From America, and yourself?)
"Is as Éire dom."(I am from Ireland) " Well you speak the language well for an American where did you learn it?" she asked
" My dad was Irish he came from Dublin and thank you it's kinda hard to speak it when you get no practice " he replied, "well may I"
"May you what?'
"Help you"
"Of yes of course I'm looking for Sarah Conlon"
" Sarah? Oh you must mean Sweets, yeah sure follow me."
She followed him to the ever-famous Brooklyn docks and watched as the carefree newsboys jumped and pushed each other for fun, but all action stopped as they saw her. I mean come it's Brooklyn and even more so the docks. What would an obviously hoity-toity girl like her be doing down at the docks? There he stopped to laughs and catcalls heard from every direction.
"Awe puppy face got him self a new girl!"
"Better watch out that Vampire don't see her, she'll tear her to shreds."
Now needless to say, Saiorse was more than a little worried to hear newsies talk about a girl killing her. It was more than a little unnerving, She couldn't help but wonder at his nick name how'd he get it?
"Eh shut it! You all know that Vampire is the only one who can call me that. Plus I'm taking her to see Spot so back off!"
"What happened to you to be stuck with the name puppy face?" she asked
"Well it's me girl she and I were broken up and then I saw this dog on the street and I couldn't leave it so I took it and named it after my girl Vampire."
" You named a stray after your girlfriend? . How endearing" she noted. Her voice dripping with sarcasm
"Yeah well she don't mind but we'd better hurry if you'se want to talk to spot"
"Spot!! I thought you said her name was Sweets?" she asked confused
"Oh it is but any one who has anything to say to Sweets say it to Spot then he tells her."
"Who ya got their Nick?" a voice called from on top of some crates
"Someone for Sweets"
Saiorse looked up and nearly fell back upon seeing the face that had asked Nick about her there he stood on his man maid castle of wooden crates and the river rushing around behind him. He had dirty blonde hair that just grazed the tops of his ear and wore a whit pinstripe shirt with brown trousers but it was in his eyes that she knew him. The boy from the docks