Chapter 10
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As they walked into Brooklyn Storm had the feeling the Spot was staring at her as he walked beside her.
"God, jist say it already!!" she suddenly exploded.
Spot, taken by surprise, quickly let his temper rise.
"Don't tawk ta me like dat!" he warned.
"Conlon..,"Storm growled slightly.
But Spot set his jaw and wouldn't speak as he strode forward, leaving her to trail after him.
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Way ta go Anna! Storm thought angrily. Youse jist screwed e'eryt'ing up again. If youse jist keep youse moud shut youse wouldn't have da urge ta run back to the Bridge and jump inta da East Rivah.
Storm just followed behind the irate leader as she continued to berate
herself.
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Great job Derek! Spot thought to himself. Youse jist couldn't keep youse eyes off 'er. Jist had ta piss 'er, didn't ya? Care ta do it again? Youse a stupid jackass.
Spot heaved a sigh and continued walking, not yet willing to suck up his pride.
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By the time they arrived at the Brooklyn Lodging house, Storm was deep in thought and Spot was starting to cool down. As they walked into the building, neither saying a word, Spot realized all his newsies were crowded in the lobby staring at the girl.
"Prowler!" Spot called when he realized his second was the only one not in attendance.
To answer his call a tall burly black boy thundered down the stairs saying, "Boss?"
"Good, now dat youse all 'ere, I'se like ya ta meet Storm, from Manhattan," Spot said jerking his head in Storm's direction who scowled. "She'll be stayin' 'ere for awhile." The boys nodded somewhat slowly. "Good. 'Ey Magic, come 'ere."
A girl Storm's age slipped through the boys. She was tanned from the summer sun and calloused from odd jobs she'd done. She had dark purple eyes and dark red hair. Around her neck she wore a necklace with a jewel the color of her eyes in the center.
"Storm dis 'ere's Magic, Magic meet Storm. Youse'll be sellin' togethah," Spot told them. "Magic she'll room wid youse." Magic nodded. "Now everyone ta bed we'se got papes ta sell in da mornin'."
Spot glancing quickly at Storm turned and walked up the stairs to his room as the rest of the boys followed him.
"Youse gotta be purdy tough if Conlon's lettin' ya stay 'ere," Magic said as she gave Storm the once over.
"Yeah, well, I'se guess I'se tough," Storm mumbled gripping her bag tighter to her shoulder.
"So, I'se guess youse wanna set dat down, huh?" Magic asked. Storm nodded, "Follow me."
Storm followed Magic as she lead the way up two flights of stairs and into a room on the left side of the hall. Magic gestured toward an unused bed and Storm set her stuff on it.
"Hey, Magic," she called softly as the other girl got ready for bed. Magic looked over at her. "I'se goin up on da roof, okay?"
Magic nodded and got into bed as Storm slipped through the window and onto the fire escape and climbed up to the roof. When she reached the roof she looked up at the bright stars and the clouds settling on the horizon. She sighed and felt her heart tugged.
"Aaron," she whispered and set her head in her arms and cried.
And somewhere in the night a young boy sitting in a roof cried as well.
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As they walked into Brooklyn Storm had the feeling the Spot was staring at her as he walked beside her.
"God, jist say it already!!" she suddenly exploded.
Spot, taken by surprise, quickly let his temper rise.
"Don't tawk ta me like dat!" he warned.
"Conlon..,"Storm growled slightly.
But Spot set his jaw and wouldn't speak as he strode forward, leaving her to trail after him.
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Way ta go Anna! Storm thought angrily. Youse jist screwed e'eryt'ing up again. If youse jist keep youse moud shut youse wouldn't have da urge ta run back to the Bridge and jump inta da East Rivah.
Storm just followed behind the irate leader as she continued to berate
herself.
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Great job Derek! Spot thought to himself. Youse jist couldn't keep youse eyes off 'er. Jist had ta piss 'er, didn't ya? Care ta do it again? Youse a stupid jackass.
Spot heaved a sigh and continued walking, not yet willing to suck up his pride.
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By the time they arrived at the Brooklyn Lodging house, Storm was deep in thought and Spot was starting to cool down. As they walked into the building, neither saying a word, Spot realized all his newsies were crowded in the lobby staring at the girl.
"Prowler!" Spot called when he realized his second was the only one not in attendance.
To answer his call a tall burly black boy thundered down the stairs saying, "Boss?"
"Good, now dat youse all 'ere, I'se like ya ta meet Storm, from Manhattan," Spot said jerking his head in Storm's direction who scowled. "She'll be stayin' 'ere for awhile." The boys nodded somewhat slowly. "Good. 'Ey Magic, come 'ere."
A girl Storm's age slipped through the boys. She was tanned from the summer sun and calloused from odd jobs she'd done. She had dark purple eyes and dark red hair. Around her neck she wore a necklace with a jewel the color of her eyes in the center.
"Storm dis 'ere's Magic, Magic meet Storm. Youse'll be sellin' togethah," Spot told them. "Magic she'll room wid youse." Magic nodded. "Now everyone ta bed we'se got papes ta sell in da mornin'."
Spot glancing quickly at Storm turned and walked up the stairs to his room as the rest of the boys followed him.
"Youse gotta be purdy tough if Conlon's lettin' ya stay 'ere," Magic said as she gave Storm the once over.
"Yeah, well, I'se guess I'se tough," Storm mumbled gripping her bag tighter to her shoulder.
"So, I'se guess youse wanna set dat down, huh?" Magic asked. Storm nodded, "Follow me."
Storm followed Magic as she lead the way up two flights of stairs and into a room on the left side of the hall. Magic gestured toward an unused bed and Storm set her stuff on it.
"Hey, Magic," she called softly as the other girl got ready for bed. Magic looked over at her. "I'se goin up on da roof, okay?"
Magic nodded and got into bed as Storm slipped through the window and onto the fire escape and climbed up to the roof. When she reached the roof she looked up at the bright stars and the clouds settling on the horizon. She sighed and felt her heart tugged.
"Aaron," she whispered and set her head in her arms and cried.
And somewhere in the night a young boy sitting in a roof cried as well.