All or Nothing
DISCLAIMER: Yeah, so surprisingly I still don't own Newsies! (shocker)
Ch.3
Slightly apprehensive about asking for work again, especially after the 'success' of her last venture, Callia walked around Manhattan, enjoying the freedom in her inconspicuousness. No one would notice a young girl walking around a large city. That is, except the equally young man, who after having his attention caught by her aureate hair and blue eyes, open wide as she looked left and right, as if she had never seen New York.
"Are ya lost, miss?"
For the second time that day, Callia was startled by a voice from behind her, though this one was friendly and male, while the other one sounded distinctly like one of the stuffy teachers she had had in school, incensed that they were being forced to teach dirty orphans when their talents could be used so much better. Tearing her self away from her memories, Callia tilted her face up to get a better look at the friendly sounding stranger. Oh, and he was friendly looking too. He was wearing a red bandana around his neck, and a vivacious smile that if you looked at long enough, you knew you would have to smile too.
"Actually, I'm looking for a job," Callia found herself confessing. "See, I stopped by this bookstore-"
"Solomon's?" the boy interjected,
"Yup, that's the one, anyway, well I asked the girl working there if there was any jobs, and she seemed kind of rude. Truthfully, it made me a little nervous about asking for a job somewhere else." Callia smiled sheepishly.
Jack's smile turned forced for a second,
"Oh, that's Sarah, I knows her, don't let her botha youse to much," He surprised Callia by grabbing her arm, "Youse needs a job right? Well I know just the place to go." He began to lead down the busy street, maneuvering past the multitudes of people like an expert. "What's your name anyway?"
Callia blushed; she couldn't believe she had carried on an entire conversation with this boy without knowing his name!
"Callia," she said softly, "But mostly, I go by Cal."
"Cal," the boy repeated, "Well I 'm Jack Kelly, but you can call me Cowboy."
"Cowboy" Cal repeated to herself, "I like it."
AN: Well, what do you think? Cal's first interaction with a real newsie!
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