Chapter Four
Evelyn sat on a chair, by the desk swirling around. The sound of a slamming door scared her making her nearly fall out on the floor. She looked up at Oscar and Morris. Oscar had been the one slamming the door.
"you're late." Weasel grumbled sitting behind the counter, handing out papers to the newsies.
Oscar sneered "Well excuse me!" He shouted and walked over seating down on the desk. Pushing papers on to the floor. He laughed and kicked his legs.
Evelyn looked up at him. "You like slamming doors don't you?" she asked. He rolled his eyes and continued to ignore her. She sighed and moved her chair over by the wall, nearly knocking one of the employees over.
Weasel looked over at her and scowled. "Evelyn!" He shouted. "You stupid lil'-" He turned to his nephew at the desk. "Oscah get her outta heah!" He shouted.
Oscar's mouth dropped open. "But but but....what if I don't wanna?!"
His uncle glared at him. "Jist do it!" He screamed.
"Fine!" Oscar shook his head. "Fine, I'll do it. C'mon, Evelyn.' He said grabbing her pulling her by the arm. He dragged her out to the street. "Great now I getta spend da day wid you!"
Evelyn pouted. "But I thought you liked spending da day wid me." She said. "I mean.."
He shook his head. "I can't stand being near you for five minutes let alone an entire day!"
Evelyn began to cry. She shook her head and started to run off. Oscar rolled his eyes and chased after her. "Get back here!" He shouted.
She stopped and turned around. "Why?! you hate me! I should leave and nevah come back! I wish I was dead!"
He caught up to her and put his arm around her. "No dont' say dat! I don't hate ya...no I don't." He sighed.
"Yes you do." Evelyn tried to shrug him off. "You said you couldn't stand me." she glared at him.
Oscar sighed and shook his head. "I jist didnt' want to spend me day wid jist you. I mean I don't like being alone wid goils..." He stared at the ground.
Evelyn shook her head. "That's news to me." She sighed. "You can go back to the Distribution Center if ya want. I can handle meself."
"Yeah I've seen you take care of yourself." he laughed. "Besides, Uncle Wease would get angry with me if I came back without you...well he'ld get mad if I came back WITH you."
She sighed and stared at the ground. "I should of stayed in Ireland." She said.
Oscar put his hand on her back. "C'mon let's go." He said.
Evelyn looked up and smiled. "where we going?" She asked.
He shrugged. "I dunno. Somewhere." He sighed. This was gonna be a day of hell. He looked down at her and closed his eyes.
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Oscar leaned against a pile of crates in the alley way, watching Evelyn run back and forth. He rolled his eyes and pulled out his pocket watch. "He's late." he grumbled.
Evelyn accidentally tripped when her shoe threw off, running into him. "Damn it goil!
Watch where you're going!" He scowled and shook his head. Little brat.
She backed away. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. She got scared when he yelled at her, she got scared when the other two did but it was worse when it was him.
"What did she do now?" A voice behind them asked.
Oscar turned around. "What kept ya so long?" He asked walking over.
"I ain't late you'se early." Morris smirked. "She been giving you a hard time?" He asked pointing over at Evelyn chasing after a stray cat.
Oscar rolled his eyes. "Whaddya think? She's a been a real pain in the...Evelyn put that thing down!" He shouted. "See what I mean? She'll probably wanna take it home with her now!"
Evelyn walked over with the cat in her arms. "And what if I do?" She asked. "I mean why can't I have a cat?"
He narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "You want a serious beating from Uncle Wease don't you?! You bring that filthy thing in the house and you'll get one!"
"Fine. You're right." She sighed setting the cat down. "I don't think it's fair though. I really don't." She climbed up on a crate next to him.
"Nothings fair Evelyn." Oscar said looking away from her. He looked at Morris and shook his head. He turned back to her. He started to say something but stopped and pushed his hands in his pockets staring at the ground.
Morris watched the end of the alley way. A smirk crossed his face. "Oscah." he said tugging on his brothers shirt.
Oscar looked up. "What? Whaddya want now."
Morris shook his head, his smirk widened. "Newsies out dere." He said pointing to the direction of two young boys.
Oscar grinned "Awright let's have a little fun." He said walking away pulling his brother with him. He turned back to Evelyn. "Stay here and DON'T pick up dat mangy cat!" He walked off laughing.
Evelyn sighed and watched them leave. She folded her arms and closed her eyes. Why was everyone being so mean today? She couldn't do anything right in their eyes. She sighed and laid down on the crate, drifting off to sleep.
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A little while later, Evelyn awoke to the sounds of Oscar and Morris' laughter. She sat up and looked around her. It was now dark out and the streets had a little bit of rain on them. She gulped and climbed off the crates.
Oscar scowled when he saw her. He stopped laughing. "C'mon Evelyn. Time to go home." He said walking back out of the alleyway, Morris behind him.
Evelyn sighed and chased after them. "Wait up!" she shouted, running as fast as she could. They ignored her cries and kept walking, talking and laughing. She groaned and kept running.
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Weasel was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea. He had been waiting up all night for his nephews and that little scramp to get back from where ever they were.
He quickly stood up when he heard the door open. He walked out to the front room. "Where have you three been?!" He shouted. "you'se to young to be out dere dis late at night!"
Evelyn sighed and walked over sitting down on the couch. She watched as Weasel got madder.
"I don't want to get in trouble, it's too soon for you to be galavanting around. Dey's still watching us to make shoah..." He groaned. "nevah mind. Forget I said anything."
Evelyn sighed and crossed her arms. Weasel lead the boys into the kitchen, leaving her in the front room alone. It was like he didn't even notice she was there.
Moments passed the seemed like hours. She laid down on the couch, holding a pillow to her chest. She rested her head on the arm of the couch, staring at the wall. In the next room the sounds of them talking could be heard. She sighed and turned over, her back towards the room. Within minutes she was a sleep.
Evelyn sat on a chair, by the desk swirling around. The sound of a slamming door scared her making her nearly fall out on the floor. She looked up at Oscar and Morris. Oscar had been the one slamming the door.
"you're late." Weasel grumbled sitting behind the counter, handing out papers to the newsies.
Oscar sneered "Well excuse me!" He shouted and walked over seating down on the desk. Pushing papers on to the floor. He laughed and kicked his legs.
Evelyn looked up at him. "You like slamming doors don't you?" she asked. He rolled his eyes and continued to ignore her. She sighed and moved her chair over by the wall, nearly knocking one of the employees over.
Weasel looked over at her and scowled. "Evelyn!" He shouted. "You stupid lil'-" He turned to his nephew at the desk. "Oscah get her outta heah!" He shouted.
Oscar's mouth dropped open. "But but but....what if I don't wanna?!"
His uncle glared at him. "Jist do it!" He screamed.
"Fine!" Oscar shook his head. "Fine, I'll do it. C'mon, Evelyn.' He said grabbing her pulling her by the arm. He dragged her out to the street. "Great now I getta spend da day wid you!"
Evelyn pouted. "But I thought you liked spending da day wid me." She said. "I mean.."
He shook his head. "I can't stand being near you for five minutes let alone an entire day!"
Evelyn began to cry. She shook her head and started to run off. Oscar rolled his eyes and chased after her. "Get back here!" He shouted.
She stopped and turned around. "Why?! you hate me! I should leave and nevah come back! I wish I was dead!"
He caught up to her and put his arm around her. "No dont' say dat! I don't hate ya...no I don't." He sighed.
"Yes you do." Evelyn tried to shrug him off. "You said you couldn't stand me." she glared at him.
Oscar sighed and shook his head. "I jist didnt' want to spend me day wid jist you. I mean I don't like being alone wid goils..." He stared at the ground.
Evelyn shook her head. "That's news to me." She sighed. "You can go back to the Distribution Center if ya want. I can handle meself."
"Yeah I've seen you take care of yourself." he laughed. "Besides, Uncle Wease would get angry with me if I came back without you...well he'ld get mad if I came back WITH you."
She sighed and stared at the ground. "I should of stayed in Ireland." She said.
Oscar put his hand on her back. "C'mon let's go." He said.
Evelyn looked up and smiled. "where we going?" She asked.
He shrugged. "I dunno. Somewhere." He sighed. This was gonna be a day of hell. He looked down at her and closed his eyes.
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Oscar leaned against a pile of crates in the alley way, watching Evelyn run back and forth. He rolled his eyes and pulled out his pocket watch. "He's late." he grumbled.
Evelyn accidentally tripped when her shoe threw off, running into him. "Damn it goil!
Watch where you're going!" He scowled and shook his head. Little brat.
She backed away. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. She got scared when he yelled at her, she got scared when the other two did but it was worse when it was him.
"What did she do now?" A voice behind them asked.
Oscar turned around. "What kept ya so long?" He asked walking over.
"I ain't late you'se early." Morris smirked. "She been giving you a hard time?" He asked pointing over at Evelyn chasing after a stray cat.
Oscar rolled his eyes. "Whaddya think? She's a been a real pain in the...Evelyn put that thing down!" He shouted. "See what I mean? She'll probably wanna take it home with her now!"
Evelyn walked over with the cat in her arms. "And what if I do?" She asked. "I mean why can't I have a cat?"
He narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "You want a serious beating from Uncle Wease don't you?! You bring that filthy thing in the house and you'll get one!"
"Fine. You're right." She sighed setting the cat down. "I don't think it's fair though. I really don't." She climbed up on a crate next to him.
"Nothings fair Evelyn." Oscar said looking away from her. He looked at Morris and shook his head. He turned back to her. He started to say something but stopped and pushed his hands in his pockets staring at the ground.
Morris watched the end of the alley way. A smirk crossed his face. "Oscah." he said tugging on his brothers shirt.
Oscar looked up. "What? Whaddya want now."
Morris shook his head, his smirk widened. "Newsies out dere." He said pointing to the direction of two young boys.
Oscar grinned "Awright let's have a little fun." He said walking away pulling his brother with him. He turned back to Evelyn. "Stay here and DON'T pick up dat mangy cat!" He walked off laughing.
Evelyn sighed and watched them leave. She folded her arms and closed her eyes. Why was everyone being so mean today? She couldn't do anything right in their eyes. She sighed and laid down on the crate, drifting off to sleep.
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A little while later, Evelyn awoke to the sounds of Oscar and Morris' laughter. She sat up and looked around her. It was now dark out and the streets had a little bit of rain on them. She gulped and climbed off the crates.
Oscar scowled when he saw her. He stopped laughing. "C'mon Evelyn. Time to go home." He said walking back out of the alleyway, Morris behind him.
Evelyn sighed and chased after them. "Wait up!" she shouted, running as fast as she could. They ignored her cries and kept walking, talking and laughing. She groaned and kept running.
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Weasel was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea. He had been waiting up all night for his nephews and that little scramp to get back from where ever they were.
He quickly stood up when he heard the door open. He walked out to the front room. "Where have you three been?!" He shouted. "you'se to young to be out dere dis late at night!"
Evelyn sighed and walked over sitting down on the couch. She watched as Weasel got madder.
"I don't want to get in trouble, it's too soon for you to be galavanting around. Dey's still watching us to make shoah..." He groaned. "nevah mind. Forget I said anything."
Evelyn sighed and crossed her arms. Weasel lead the boys into the kitchen, leaving her in the front room alone. It was like he didn't even notice she was there.
Moments passed the seemed like hours. She laid down on the couch, holding a pillow to her chest. She rested her head on the arm of the couch, staring at the wall. In the next room the sounds of them talking could be heard. She sighed and turned over, her back towards the room. Within minutes she was a sleep.