Taps1899- Hey Spot deserves what he gets, maybe I can make him crawl on his
knees. Nah can't be having Spot do that now can we? Lol, I'll try to finish
the story. Thanks for your review.
Miracle- Thanks for reviewing even though you kind of already knew the chapter. And of course I would put it up, it was good role playing. Lol.
Chapter 9
Hellfire was shook awake. Her eyes snapped open and she sat straight up slamming her head into someone's nose. She looked around to see Jack next to her bed, rubbing his nose.
"Thanks a lot Hellfire." He remarked sarcastically, although he was playing.
"My bad, sorry Jack" Hellfire apologized and got out of bed. She ran for the washroom, getting in there before the other newsies. Hellfire studied herself in the mirror. Blonde hair with darker brown highlights framed her face. Her dark eyes stared back at her. She splashed water on her face and toweled off.
She walked out of the washroom and a horde of guys brushed past her and went in. Jack came up beside her.
"Michael's selling wit you taday."
"What?!?" Hellfire yelled. "Why today? Why can't he sell wit Race, or Skittery, or Pie? Anyone."
"No" Jack stated simply. "You're goin ta do it."
Hellfire looked at him venomously. "Fine." She snapped and stalked off and sat on a bunk to wait on him to get out of the washroom.
Michael was one of the last people out of the washroom. He came over and stood next to her seething form. Tentatively, he ventured. "Uh, Jack said I was supposed to sell with you."
Hellfire sighed in her mind, but couldn't be mad at Michael. "Yea" she said heavily. "We're goin ta go to the distribution office and you're gonna learn how ta sell papes."
They got to the D.O. and Hellfire started saying a few words that every newsie took to heart. "Now listen here. First off, headlines don't sell papes, newsies sell papes. Another thing, don't go into Queen's or Harlem's territory. Watch what ya say to da Brooklyn newsies. They're the toughest borough in New York."
"Okay." Michael said nervously.
"You'll learn as ya go along." Hellfire said reassuringly. Michael sent her a grateful look that made her heart jump. She turned back to the office and got 50 papes and handed Michael a couple.
"Now watch." She said as she walked away from the office and towards a group of people.
"Crazy escaped bear." She yelled to the people. Two people came up and bought a paper and scanned for the article.
Michael looked at her funny. "Where do you see that?" He questioned.
Hellfire smiled and opened one of his papes. She pointed to an article that described a bear that had gotten away from its trainers for an hour or so and was said to have gotten confused and just went back to its house. Michael started laughing. "You make the headlines." She said as explanation.
"Uh okay then." Michael said, willing to give it a shot if it was going to get him some money and a place to stay. Hellfire handed him a couple of papes and motioned him away as she walked a bit off to sell away from him so they weren't selling to the same crowd. Michael sold a few of his papes but didn't pick up the idea of selling and lying and deceiving to people quite as well as some people did.
He walked up to Hellfire and didn't interrupt as she sold her last pape to some guy. She turned and her eyes lit up when they saw him. "Hey." She said. "How's da selling?"
"Not so good. I'm not so great at dis." His accent was horrible and Hellfire couldn't help but laugh. Michael didn't take it personally he just laughed in return.
"Alright we're gonna go ta Tibby's fer lunch. How's that sound?" Hellfire asked him. "And I'll pay." She laughed.
He laughed with her and said. "That's the place where you first brought me wasn't it?"
"Yea" she said slowly, remembering her exit. She was in a hurry to see Spot and look how bad that had turned out to be. In some way it had seemed like Michael had possibly known about it. His eyes had seemed like they were trying to tell her something.
"What happened?" he asked. "You seemed really upset as you walked out and I was just well..kinda wondering."
"Well I had to go tell my ex that we might be having an attack." Hellfire said, some passion still behind the words.
"Your ex?" Michael questioned.
"Yea, Spot, the lying cheating son of a bitch that is the leader of Brooklyn." Hellfire said angrily.
"Whoa...
A/n: I am so so so so so so so so sorry about taking forever. I need to be beat upside the head. Lol. Sorry again.
Miracle- Thanks for reviewing even though you kind of already knew the chapter. And of course I would put it up, it was good role playing. Lol.
Chapter 9
Hellfire was shook awake. Her eyes snapped open and she sat straight up slamming her head into someone's nose. She looked around to see Jack next to her bed, rubbing his nose.
"Thanks a lot Hellfire." He remarked sarcastically, although he was playing.
"My bad, sorry Jack" Hellfire apologized and got out of bed. She ran for the washroom, getting in there before the other newsies. Hellfire studied herself in the mirror. Blonde hair with darker brown highlights framed her face. Her dark eyes stared back at her. She splashed water on her face and toweled off.
She walked out of the washroom and a horde of guys brushed past her and went in. Jack came up beside her.
"Michael's selling wit you taday."
"What?!?" Hellfire yelled. "Why today? Why can't he sell wit Race, or Skittery, or Pie? Anyone."
"No" Jack stated simply. "You're goin ta do it."
Hellfire looked at him venomously. "Fine." She snapped and stalked off and sat on a bunk to wait on him to get out of the washroom.
Michael was one of the last people out of the washroom. He came over and stood next to her seething form. Tentatively, he ventured. "Uh, Jack said I was supposed to sell with you."
Hellfire sighed in her mind, but couldn't be mad at Michael. "Yea" she said heavily. "We're goin ta go to the distribution office and you're gonna learn how ta sell papes."
They got to the D.O. and Hellfire started saying a few words that every newsie took to heart. "Now listen here. First off, headlines don't sell papes, newsies sell papes. Another thing, don't go into Queen's or Harlem's territory. Watch what ya say to da Brooklyn newsies. They're the toughest borough in New York."
"Okay." Michael said nervously.
"You'll learn as ya go along." Hellfire said reassuringly. Michael sent her a grateful look that made her heart jump. She turned back to the office and got 50 papes and handed Michael a couple.
"Now watch." She said as she walked away from the office and towards a group of people.
"Crazy escaped bear." She yelled to the people. Two people came up and bought a paper and scanned for the article.
Michael looked at her funny. "Where do you see that?" He questioned.
Hellfire smiled and opened one of his papes. She pointed to an article that described a bear that had gotten away from its trainers for an hour or so and was said to have gotten confused and just went back to its house. Michael started laughing. "You make the headlines." She said as explanation.
"Uh okay then." Michael said, willing to give it a shot if it was going to get him some money and a place to stay. Hellfire handed him a couple of papes and motioned him away as she walked a bit off to sell away from him so they weren't selling to the same crowd. Michael sold a few of his papes but didn't pick up the idea of selling and lying and deceiving to people quite as well as some people did.
He walked up to Hellfire and didn't interrupt as she sold her last pape to some guy. She turned and her eyes lit up when they saw him. "Hey." She said. "How's da selling?"
"Not so good. I'm not so great at dis." His accent was horrible and Hellfire couldn't help but laugh. Michael didn't take it personally he just laughed in return.
"Alright we're gonna go ta Tibby's fer lunch. How's that sound?" Hellfire asked him. "And I'll pay." She laughed.
He laughed with her and said. "That's the place where you first brought me wasn't it?"
"Yea" she said slowly, remembering her exit. She was in a hurry to see Spot and look how bad that had turned out to be. In some way it had seemed like Michael had possibly known about it. His eyes had seemed like they were trying to tell her something.
"What happened?" he asked. "You seemed really upset as you walked out and I was just well..kinda wondering."
"Well I had to go tell my ex that we might be having an attack." Hellfire said, some passion still behind the words.
"Your ex?" Michael questioned.
"Yea, Spot, the lying cheating son of a bitch that is the leader of Brooklyn." Hellfire said angrily.
"Whoa...
A/n: I am so so so so so so so so sorry about taking forever. I need to be beat upside the head. Lol. Sorry again.