Found
"Lookie boys at what I found!" a voice exclaimed as Cecile woke up. She sat up groggily and looked around.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"You, my dear, are on the grounds of Brooklyn and being that I found you first, you are mine." He leered.
"I am no ones'!" she exclaimed and stood up.
"Hey, Sullivan, leave the pretty girl alone." A new boy stepped up from the crowd and stood next to the other. "We'll take her to Spot and see what he wants done with her."
"Oh no, Lucky! Spot always gets all the pretty girls. Why do you always have to show Spot every little thing we find, just cause you're his right hand man?" the one named Sullivan whined.
"Hey, that may be true and I don't like it any better than you, but we still have to show Spot. Especially with boys like you around! Come here." He said, motioning to her. "We're going to take you to the leader of Brooklyn, Spot Conlon." She stood up and walked over to her. "K boys! Let's go!" And with that the whole group of boys started following the leader.
"So. What's your name?" Cecile asked after a couple of silent minutes.
"Lucky Spears." He replied. "What's yours?"
"Cecile, Cecile um…Cunnigham." She answered using her mother's maiden name. "And is Lucky really your name?"
He laughed. "No. I'm a Newsie and all the Newsies have nicknames."
"Oh. So how did you get yours?" she asked.
"Well, it's said that I have the luckiest hand at poker in all of New York City. I've never lost a hand." He said smiling.
"Wow. That is really lucky. So who are the rest of these guys?"
"Well that one over there is Sullivan." He motioned to the guy who found her. "No one knows why he is called that, when Spot found him he said his name was Sullivan and that what's he's been called ever since. The one walking next to him is Sherlock. He is always trying to solve some sort of mystery no matter how great. Usually, it is just something like a missing sock."
She laughed. "And who are the others?"
"That one in front of us is Stripes. When he was 11, he painted his face in blue and white stripes and the name stuck. The one next to him is Canyon and he's from Arizona and that's where the Grand Canyon is. The rest of the Brooklyn Newsies are at the dock with Spot, which is where we are about to be." He said as they turned onto a wooden dock where many boys were lounging about. "You'll be fine. Just stick with me and look straight ahead." He said and put his arm around her shoulders. "See that up there." He pointed to a boy in a chair and several other ones around him. She nodded. "That is who we're going to see. Brooklyn himself, Spot Conlon."
When they were about halfway to Spot Conlon's throne, a boy pulled himself out of the water and onto the dock, directly in their path.
"Well, well, well. What do we got here, Lucky? Finally got youse a girl? How much are you paying her? A pretty little thing like this shouldn't be with you. If you ever need anyone to comfort you, sweetheart find me."
"Get out of my way, Swifty. She ain't my girl. We found her and I'm taking her to Spot." Lucky growled.
"Whatever." He replied and went to talk to Stripes and Sherlock who were behind Lucky.
"Who was that?" Cecile asked timidly.
"Swifty. Me and him don't exactly get along."
"Why not?"
"Well, a while back Spot chose me to be his second in command and Swifty really wanted that position and ever since than we haven't gotten along."
"Oh."
"Lucky, what do you have there with you?" Spot Conlon asked.
"Something for you to look at Spot." He replied and turned around and took Cecile by the shoulders. "Ok. This is the most powerful Newsies in all of New York City, just don't be nervous. Act natural."
"Don't worry. I don't get nervous upon meeting boys."
"Ok. Come on."