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^as said by my good friend, Amanda
Amanda smiled gratefully as Mrs. Jones sent Lisa up to her room. She'd told them about the picture frame, and Lisa had started in on her. Even though Jacob had made it fall, Lisa had said it was all Amanda's fault for not watching them. So, getting fed up with it, Mrs. And Mr. Jones sent her to her room.
After Lisa had huffed her way up to the room, Mrs. Jones smiled at Amanda while Mr. Jones went to get the money. "Don't worry about it Amanda. It's really not that hard to replace. And I'm sure Jacob and Maria didn't mean it." She patted Amanda's shoulder. "So, would you mind watching them again in two days?" she asked, untying the ribbon holding her hair back.
Amanda nodded. "I'd love to. They're really sweet." Just then, Mr. Jones came back into the room.
He handed her some change, and smiled. "You did great. Don't mind Lisa, she's still a bit upset. You see, in a poetry reciting contest, she lost out to the mayor's daughter, Christine, and she's been quite bitter to most girls her age lately," he explained, smiling at her for the first time.
Amanda nodded and thanked them for the money. She then said her goodbye, and jumped down the stairs leading to their house and ran down the street.
Amanda almost collided with a girl on the streets as she turned a corner. She knicked the girl's shoulder, and she would've fallen if Amanda didn't grab onto her. Setting her back up, she asked, "you okay?"
The girl nodded, smiling gratefully at Amanda. "Yes, thank you," she said.
Amanda looked at her outfit. She wore a pale blue dress, white lace lining the bottom of the skirts. Small flowers were the subject of the decore, and she wore what looked like new black leather boots. Her hair was tied back with a silk blue ribbon, and a silver locket hung around her neck. "I'm Christine," she said, extending a small hand.
Amanda shook it. "Wait, Christine?" When she nodded, Amanda smiled. "Are you by chance the mayor's daughter?"
The girl's face brightened up with a smile. "Why yes, I am. And who are you?"
Amanda smiled back. "Name's Anna. What's a girl like you doin' out on the streets?" she asked, curious to find out.
She blushed slightly. "Well, my father wanted a newspaper, but refused to fetch it himself. And our workers are on vacation, so, here I am," she said, trying to hide her blush. "However, I've had a terrible time finding one of the newsboys."
Amanda laughed and shook her head. "You won't be findin' one anytime soon. They went on strike."
Christine's face reflected shock. "Really? Why?"
Amanda explained it to her. Christine shook her head. "Lord, I never thought of it that way. Well, there is no way of talking down my father, who's quite close to Mr. Pulitzer. But, I suppose I could try," she said.
Amanda nodded. "Thanks. Well, I best be off. My friend's are probably gonna shoot me if I don't meet 'em soon. Bye!" she shouted as she took off in the direction she'd been heading in previous to the encounter.
Finally, she reached the statue of Horace Greeley. She leaned against the warm rock as she looked for her friends.
Hearing someone stand next to her, she looked over. There she locked eyes with Mush, and they both laughed. "So, how was your job?" he asked, re-rolling his left sleeve up.
Amanda laughed. "Well, aside from the whole Lisa incident, it went fine." He laughed.
"Can ya tall me about dis, 'Lisa incident'?" he asked, laughter still hiding in his voice.
Amanda laughed quickly. "Well, this couple, they have a daughter that goes with them, and her name's Lisa. She doesn't like me, and she's been tryin' ta get me in trouble," she said, patting her hair again.
Mush laughed. "Well, I'm sure ya can take dis Lisa goil on. You're a tough one, ya know?" he said. He felt her look at him.
"Ya noticed?"
He nodded. "Sure. Since I first met ya, I knew you'se was diff'rent. Jus', somethin' 'bout ya I guess," he said, taking his hat off to wipe his forehead before putting it back on.
Amanda nodded, and felt herself blush slightly. Why'd Mush have to be the sweet one? She wasn't used to sweet, and didn't quite know how to take his compliments.
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Moonlight: Thanks again for reviewing! Well, I'm glad you liked it again, and about your questions. The guy's girlfriend was just some random stranger, and I have no idea as of now if they'll become close friends. Anyways, I hope you like the next chapters too! I'm posting the last of what I have typed up, so sorry if it takes a long time to update. Enjoy!
BTW- You're in the next chapter! HAHAH! It's finally written!
Thanks again, and I hope you all enjoy it! Sorry if I haven't been updating as often as I planned, it's just I've been really busy and now I've found that I like a new guy in band and it SUCKS because my sister used to babysit him and he probably doesn't even remember me. PLUS the whole trumpet line knows me as "Pricey's lil sister," which CAN get very annoying, and I know I'm rambling, so I shall stop now. Enjoy the next!
*shasanixie*
^as said by my good friend, Amanda
Amanda smiled gratefully as Mrs. Jones sent Lisa up to her room. She'd told them about the picture frame, and Lisa had started in on her. Even though Jacob had made it fall, Lisa had said it was all Amanda's fault for not watching them. So, getting fed up with it, Mrs. And Mr. Jones sent her to her room.
After Lisa had huffed her way up to the room, Mrs. Jones smiled at Amanda while Mr. Jones went to get the money. "Don't worry about it Amanda. It's really not that hard to replace. And I'm sure Jacob and Maria didn't mean it." She patted Amanda's shoulder. "So, would you mind watching them again in two days?" she asked, untying the ribbon holding her hair back.
Amanda nodded. "I'd love to. They're really sweet." Just then, Mr. Jones came back into the room.
He handed her some change, and smiled. "You did great. Don't mind Lisa, she's still a bit upset. You see, in a poetry reciting contest, she lost out to the mayor's daughter, Christine, and she's been quite bitter to most girls her age lately," he explained, smiling at her for the first time.
Amanda nodded and thanked them for the money. She then said her goodbye, and jumped down the stairs leading to their house and ran down the street.
Amanda almost collided with a girl on the streets as she turned a corner. She knicked the girl's shoulder, and she would've fallen if Amanda didn't grab onto her. Setting her back up, she asked, "you okay?"
The girl nodded, smiling gratefully at Amanda. "Yes, thank you," she said.
Amanda looked at her outfit. She wore a pale blue dress, white lace lining the bottom of the skirts. Small flowers were the subject of the decore, and she wore what looked like new black leather boots. Her hair was tied back with a silk blue ribbon, and a silver locket hung around her neck. "I'm Christine," she said, extending a small hand.
Amanda shook it. "Wait, Christine?" When she nodded, Amanda smiled. "Are you by chance the mayor's daughter?"
The girl's face brightened up with a smile. "Why yes, I am. And who are you?"
Amanda smiled back. "Name's Anna. What's a girl like you doin' out on the streets?" she asked, curious to find out.
She blushed slightly. "Well, my father wanted a newspaper, but refused to fetch it himself. And our workers are on vacation, so, here I am," she said, trying to hide her blush. "However, I've had a terrible time finding one of the newsboys."
Amanda laughed and shook her head. "You won't be findin' one anytime soon. They went on strike."
Christine's face reflected shock. "Really? Why?"
Amanda explained it to her. Christine shook her head. "Lord, I never thought of it that way. Well, there is no way of talking down my father, who's quite close to Mr. Pulitzer. But, I suppose I could try," she said.
Amanda nodded. "Thanks. Well, I best be off. My friend's are probably gonna shoot me if I don't meet 'em soon. Bye!" she shouted as she took off in the direction she'd been heading in previous to the encounter.
Finally, she reached the statue of Horace Greeley. She leaned against the warm rock as she looked for her friends.
Hearing someone stand next to her, she looked over. There she locked eyes with Mush, and they both laughed. "So, how was your job?" he asked, re-rolling his left sleeve up.
Amanda laughed. "Well, aside from the whole Lisa incident, it went fine." He laughed.
"Can ya tall me about dis, 'Lisa incident'?" he asked, laughter still hiding in his voice.
Amanda laughed quickly. "Well, this couple, they have a daughter that goes with them, and her name's Lisa. She doesn't like me, and she's been tryin' ta get me in trouble," she said, patting her hair again.
Mush laughed. "Well, I'm sure ya can take dis Lisa goil on. You're a tough one, ya know?" he said. He felt her look at him.
"Ya noticed?"
He nodded. "Sure. Since I first met ya, I knew you'se was diff'rent. Jus', somethin' 'bout ya I guess," he said, taking his hat off to wipe his forehead before putting it back on.
Amanda nodded, and felt herself blush slightly. Why'd Mush have to be the sweet one? She wasn't used to sweet, and didn't quite know how to take his compliments.
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Moonlight: Thanks again for reviewing! Well, I'm glad you liked it again, and about your questions. The guy's girlfriend was just some random stranger, and I have no idea as of now if they'll become close friends. Anyways, I hope you like the next chapters too! I'm posting the last of what I have typed up, so sorry if it takes a long time to update. Enjoy!
BTW- You're in the next chapter! HAHAH! It's finally written!
Thanks again, and I hope you all enjoy it! Sorry if I haven't been updating as often as I planned, it's just I've been really busy and now I've found that I like a new guy in band and it SUCKS because my sister used to babysit him and he probably doesn't even remember me. PLUS the whole trumpet line knows me as "Pricey's lil sister," which CAN get very annoying, and I know I'm rambling, so I shall stop now. Enjoy the next!
*shasanixie*