What Will Become of The Girl?
Ch. 7
Manhattan seems further away than usual when your walking with all of your friends and about 50-sweat shop kids too. I walked in between Spot and Change as we walked for 3 hours to get to the World head quarters. Apparently everyone left at the same time because as we came around the corner to Newsies square, so did all the newsies from all over and all the sweat shop kids too. The hot summer sun and the thousands of body's pressing against one another made it seem 10 times hotter than usual. I grabbed Change's hat and fanned myself with it as everyone began to chant. I looked behind me and saw the boy who caught me; he smiled and laughed at me because Change was yelling at me for stealing his hat. I playfully hit him and gave him back his hat.
I grabbed the copy of the Newsies Banner and thrust in up into the air. I read the date on it and it read August 2nd, 1899. I turned to Spot and smiled.
"Dis is it!" I yelled over the noise.
"Dis is what?" He asked.
"My dream! Dis is what happened and in a couple of minutes, Pulitzer gonna come out and have a heart attack, well almost," Spot laughed and looked up at the large building to see 2 tiny figures coming and one of them looked like he couldn't stand the noise. They went back in but the chanting still went on.
After about 15 minutes, Jack and David walked out and we all went silent. I stood on my tiptoes and could barely see what was going on. I saw Jack bend down to talk to a small child. The small child was hoisted on the Jack's shoulders and he raised his small fists in the air.
"WE BEAT 'EM!" Jack yelled and everyone cheered. I jumped up and down and cheered with everyone else. I turned to the boy who caught me and pulled him into a hug. The cheering suddenly stopped when a bull cart came into view. The small boy got off of Jack's shoulders and Jack started to get away, when Denton went to Jack and told him something. We all held our breath as the door for the cart opened and out came all the kids who were in the Refuge. The last boy to come out was a boy with a crutch and he stood there for a minute as Snyder came into view. The boy told him something as Snyder climbed into the back of the cart. The boy with the crutch asked the bull something and he shut the door to the cart and everyone cheered. I followed Spot to where Jack was and the tow of them spit shake.
"He can take you anywhere," Denton told Jack.
"Even da train yard?" Jack asked. Denton nodded as Jack made his way to Teddy Roosevelt, who at the moment looked like a penguin. I look over at where David was. The two people who were with him, his brother and sister, looked hurt and sad. The small one was crying and I wanted to go over and give him a hug, but I think David might get a little freaked out if I hugged his little bother.
I hear music begin to play again but I didn't run for cover like in Tibby's.
"Try Bottle Alley or the harbor" Said the boy who caught me as he turned around to where David and Boots were.
"Try Central Park, it's guaranteed" Racetrack said as he followed the boy.
"Try any banker, bum or barber," The boy with the crutch said before following Racetrack.
"They almost all knows how tah read" Said Blink following them.
"Summer stinks and winter waiting! Welcome to New York! Boy ain't nature fascinating when youse gotta walk?" They all sang. David was the first in line to get his papes. He slapped down 4 bits.
"100 papes," He said as the old man behind the counter gave him his papes. Just then, a carriage pulled into Newsies Square. It was Jack! Everyone came running to him to greet him. I smiled and watched as Sarah, David's older sister, went up to Jack. Jack pulled Sarah into a passionate kiss and all the Newsies were cheering. I saw Spot get in the carriage and followed him. Everyone was waving to us as we rode, in style, back to Brooklyn.
"Bye Spot!" Sarah yelled. On the way to Brooklyn, Spot and Teddy Roosevelt had an interesting conversion.
"It's wrong to shoot animals if they're tied to a tree," Spot said.
"Says who?" Mr. Roosevelt asked.
"Says me." I laughed at their childish antics. The streets on Manhattan look different when you're riding in a carriage. I saw things I didn't see whenever Spot and I came here to see Jack. Jack, of course, didn't know who I was; he just thought I was Spot's new slut.
"Catwalk, we're back." Spot said. I blinked my eyes a couple of times and saw that we were back in Brooklyn. I smiled and hopped out of the carriage. Spot walked into the lodging house while I watched Teddy Roosevelt's carriage go around the corner and out of sight. I walked into the lodging house while thinking of that boy who caught me. He reminded me of some one but I couldn't think of whom. I walked up the old creaky stairs of the lodging house thinking about what had happened today. I walked into the bunkroom and went strait to my bed. I collapsed on it and stared up at the bottom of Spot's bed. I soon fell asleep, dreaming of that boy.
For all of you who haven't herd…Catwalk and Spot do not have a thing for each other. This is the prequel to a story I wrote a while ago. It's called Never Fear, Brooklyn is Here! Read it when this story is done. I'm writing a sequel to Never Fear, when I'm done writing the Spot/Catwalk fic. If you haven't noticed…Mush is the boy who caught Catwalk. Mush is hot. That is all.
Lucyrocks73: I name everything Racetrack because it's the first name that comes to mind. Race is so cool!
Lainie-D: Thanks!
Madmbutterfly713: I'm writing a Blink/Catwalk after the Catwalk/Mush and the Catwalk/Spot. It's for you!
XXSpotsgoilXx: I'm loving the name! Thanks. Keep a look out for the sequel for the sequel!