It's been about a week later, and the Newsies never mentioned the Shooting star once. I still gave Mush suspicious glances every once in a while, but for the most part, they forgot about it. Monster, Battery and me have now become official Newsies. Now don't you dare laugh, but I had a very rough first day. First things first. I bought my papes. Well, not really, Race paid for my first papers because I had no money. But I told Mr. Weisel I wanted twenty-five of them. And I acatually got them too.
I made up a phony headline about the Mayor leaving his wife for a prostitute, and almost got pummeled by a man wanting a refund after not finding the article. Racetrack made me act like I was his sister when a guy from Sheapshed bay came by, lookin for the money Race owed him. Battery got mistook as a girl from Staten Island, very funny sight to see a boy running for his life from a lovesick man. Ooo...Battery also got the Newsie nickname Lover, Ver or Er for short. That was just because the boys thought that, that day was one they needed to be reminded of. Battery, or Er, didn't need a reminder of course.
Monster has had his name changed again also. It is now...Dramatic music effect here...Monkey...Also still called Mon or Monk. But he started climbing things to show Kid Blink that he could, and Specs had read something about Monkeys being able to climb. Who didn't know Monkey's could climb? Well, Snipeshooter didn't, but that's totally not the point now is it. So now that is his new name.
And I am now the proud owner of the name "Ma". Most of the boys call me anything pretaining to the word 'Ma'. Just call me...Ma...Mother...Mommy...Momma..Or how about...Yo Momma. Yes, I like that last one, go Gangsta for me, the Newsies had no clue as what in the hell I was talkin about. And yes I know, a very common name for children to call their mothers. But that's what they call me, because I usually take care of the younger kids. I absolutely fell in love with the little boy Ember, Snipeshooter isn't that bad, and Boots is adorable.
I still have yet met this kid called David, and his younger brother Les. I am also being kept away from this so called 'Spot'. Didn't anybody teach these kids that they should show some respect for their Elders (Because I'm Ma, Hello!) and have them greet everybody important. Jack told me that Spot Conlon was the King of Brooklyn. And a Ladies man. Well he's not gettin into my pants I can tell you that much, And I'll tell him that, that's when I meet him though, of course.
And that's actually where we are going right now. Me, Jet Black, Blue, Ma, is going to meet Spot Conlon, King of Brooklyn. How excited I am. Please note sarcasm here. I have heard so much about Spot that I think my head is about to explode if I take in one more fact about him. I think I just might tell this 'Spot' that, see what he thinks about people talking about him. Probably get a big inflated head though, huh?
Anyways, Jack, Race, Ver, Monkey, and me with Ember on my back, are headed across the bridge to Brooklyn. Yes, my first encounter with anything other then Manhattan! Brooklyn Boys better be, hmmm what's the word, Ah yes, different from Manhattan. I mean, I am totally up for happy-go-lucky people. But if I hear one more squeal of happiness, I'm going to squeal myself, squeal over in death.
As soon as I saw the docks appear in my vision, I had the erge to sing. And that I did.
"Yo Ho Yo Ho! A pirates life for me."
Ok so it wasn't really that long either. I saw Jack and Race glance back at me. "Don't look at me funny, that's just the way I am."
Ver, and Monk were used to me bursting out into a one lined song. They didn't even check on me anymore, and look at me like I was crazy. Ember whispered the one lyric I just gave him into my ear. I grinned, I'm going to have to give him the rest of the song now.
"Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho! We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.
We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho! Maraud and embezzle and even hijack. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me. Yo Ho!
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho! We burn up the city, we're really a fright. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
We're rascals, scoundrels, villans and knaves. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho! We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs! Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me. Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.
We're beggars and blighters and ne'er-do-well cads. Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho! Aye! But we're loved by our mommies and dads! Stand up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me."
And by the time I finished, Monk, Er,and Ember were singing it with me. And we had also gotten many rotten looks from high and mighty women on the street. Oh well, at least we were at the Docks now. Now if only I could figure out which kid was Spot Conlon, and get this thing the hell over with.
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