Finally! Im updating again! Yea, its been a while. Sorry bout that. I've been truly busy, but I found some time today, so I thought I'd start writing more. Hope you enjoy

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"I can't believe yer draggin me out here," Racetrack groaned. Marauder had him by the arm and was pulling him along to the distribution center.

"Well if I don't do dis, ya won't make any money, and den you'll be eatin off'a my plate of food in Tibby's again because you cant pay foa' ya own food !" Marauder said as she looked back at him and smirked.

The two rounded the corner and entered the gates into the distribution center. They were one of the last to arrive to get their papers, seeing as it took Marauder so long to drag Race out of bed and over to get his papers. As they walked up the ramp, they spotted Lark sitting on the edge looking through a newspaper. The two bought their papers and then walked over to sit next to her.

"Heya Lark," Race said as he plopped his papers next to him. Marauder did the same but took one of the papers to look through it.

"Anythin good today?" she asked Lark as she scanned the headlines, looking for one that looked the least bit catchy.

"There's a whole story about an ink factory that flooded out last night. It said that all the ink got into the water. A worked went in to check on it during the night, and when he opened the door, a river of red and blue water poured out," Lark said as she folded up the paper she was reading.

"A colorful river, eh?" Race asked, trying to come up with a catchy headline he could use in his head.

"Yeah. Other than that story, there's nothing."

"So, why ya sittin here all alone?" Marauder asked Lark as she looked up from her paper. Lark shrugged and picked up her papers that were at her side.

"Eh, I don't know. Just thinking," she said as she stood up.

"'Bout what?" Marauder asked.

"Ja-- eh, nothing really," Lark said, almost letting out her story about Jack and his ticket. "Well, we all better get selling before the others leave us with no customers."

Race and Marauder looked at each other with the same confused expression on their faces. Marauder then shrugged and hopped down off of the platform and took her papers. Race then followed.

The three headed down the street, selling papers as they walked. They had decided to head over to Sheepshead Bay over in Brooklyn… actually, it was Race's idea and Lark and Marauder agreed to it.

As they were coming up to the Brooklyn Bridge, they saw a two newsies in the distance standing at the end of the bridge, Manhattan side, selling papers. One of them dropped all of her papers. The three laughed, knowing exactly who they were: Trip and her eye patch-wearing boyfriend Kid Blink.

"Nice, Trip," Race said with a laugh to the newsie who dropped her papers as the three walked over. Trip was bright red.

"Oh, heya guys," Blink said as he and Trip bent down to pick up her papers.

"Hey Blink, Trip," Lark said. The two gathered the last of the papers and stood back up.

"Hey" Trip said. The redness started to leave her face. She noticed that all three of them had an almost full stack of papers. "Gettin off to a late start?" she asked. Marauder gave a laugh.

"Yeah. Took forever ta get Race outta bed and over ta get his papes. We met up wit Lark dere," she answered.

"Oh. So, where ya headed ta?" Blink asked.

"Sheepshead," Race answered. He then turned to his two companions. "An we betta get goin so I can place some early bets." Marauder rolled her eyes and gave a laugh. "Speaking of bets…" Race said as he turned to Blink. "Ya own me two bits." He held out his hand and smirked.

"Aw, come on, I'll just pay ya back tonight," Blink said. Race sighed.

"I dunno. Dis is a tough neighborhood. Don't know if I'll be here by da end of da day," Race said with a smirk.

"Well, in dat case, I don't see why I should even give ya da two bits," Kid Blink said, returning Race's smirk.

"Fine," Race said with a laugh, shaking his head.

"Alright, well I guess we'll see you guys lata," Lark said to Blink and Trip. Everyone said their Goodbyes and the three started across the bridge.

A quarter of the way across, a wagon passed by the three newsies. They all chased after it. When they reached it, they hopped on and road it the rest of the way across the long bridge.

As they road, Race and Marauder looked through their papers, finding headlines, and both working together to come up with catchy ones. Lark, on the other hand, started to zone out, beginning to think about Jack and his behavior lately. She wanted to know what was going on, and she needed to find a way to find out more.

He had to have told someone about the ticket. she thought to herself. Maybe I can ask around… no, I can't. Shay and I promised not to say anything. Maybe… Maybe he said something to David! He always tells him everything… or… or maybe Spot! Yea, Spot!

Lark and Spot had been going out for a while now, and it just happened that she was going to head over there after selling. She figured that she could ask him about it when she saw him.

But I promised not to mention it to anyone… o well… Spot won't tell anyone.

It was settled. She was going to ask Spot about it.

The wagon came to the end of the bridge, and the three hopped off and continued on their way to Sheepshead.

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So, I hope you liked it! R&R please!