But at last, I was pulled away by the annoyed Monkey. Farewell my lovely sighted boys, I shall return. But I was still watching them as we shuffled down the dock. I didn't even notice the looks we got from the Brooklyn Newsies. All I noticed were the cannonballs they were doing off the edge, and Ember pulling on my French braided, pigtailed, hat covered hair, trying to make me turn to the left a little.
The little kid learned fast. Or else somebody told him that when I was distracted I needed somebody to steer me.
I glanced in front of me, to see where Ember was steering me towards, and saw that Jack and Race were already talking to some short kid with muscles.
I hope that isn't Spot, cause he doesn't look like a Spot. No...He looks like A Jorge. (Horehay, is how you say it. I have a friend named Jorge. We call him George.) As I took in more details about him, I could possibly see him as a Jorge.
He was wearing brown pants that were slightly above his ankles. He was also wearing a red and white checkered shirt, with it unbuttoned and his undershirt showing. He had twine around his neck, holding a key. Hope it unlocks something good...Ooo, maybe its the key to the bank vault. Off topic, bad Ma. Anyways, he had a slingshot in his back pocket, cool wish I had one. He was also holding a gold tipped cane, I was too far away to see the design on it. I'm gonna have to ask him if I can hold it, and be queen for a day. Move faster slaves, build me that pyramid...And maybe that statue if your finished early.
Again off topic. Sorry little distracted again. As I looked up to his face, I could tell why he was called the King of Brooklyn. Oh yeah, we all know what I saw. One hell of a cocky smirk on his face. His hat covered his hair, but I could see a sandy blond color poking out. His eyes looked like the color of clouds before a storm hit. That would make them a gray...right? Or maybe the eyes were an ice blue. I have no clue at this time, I will have to get back to you considering I can't tell what color his eyes are. Pathetic I know, maybe you could tell a mile away, what the color of his eyes were.
And that's when Lover tripped, making Monkey trip over him, making me trip over Monkey. Ember getting lucky and jumping off me before I landed on the two boys.
I sighed, and gave a short laugh. I looked up and saw that Jack's, Race's and the gray/blue eyed boys' eyes were upon us. "We should start making our entrances like this more often guys, look, their all staring, at us."
We picked ourselves up, after some grumbling and hair pulling, and stood in a line. Ember came and stood in front of me, and I hung my arms around his shoulder, slouching some. I kinda went off into space in the time of Ember showing up, to the time where Jack was snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"Would you mind getting your fingers away from my face, I don't have a clue where they've been"
I slapped his hand away and asked, "Did you need something? I was daydreaming about Jared being chopped up into little pieces by Freddy Krueger. Hello, most important part of the day here."
He looked pretty irritated, but amused and confused at the same time. "I want you to meet Spot Conlon, leader of the Brooklyn Newsboys."
I looked around Jacks big fat head and finally saw up close and personal the King of Brooklyn. And do you know what I said.
"Does your key unlock a buried treasure, or open the bank vault?"
Oh yeah, nice question there Jackass. But I wasn't the one who said it, it was Lover.
I stomped my foot, "Damnit Lover I was going to ask that question! Thanks a lot now I have to get a new one!"
Monkey looked completely unfazed, he was watching for Spots reaction. And for a fraction of a second, he saw the corner of his mouth lift up.
"Hey, yeah you over here, yeah can I hold your cane sometime. I wanna be a ruler of a desert land. Like the Pharaoh, I'll be all like, "Bow down to me my slaves, dig me a Nile. Or even better build me a humungojungo pyramid."
"Damnit Ma, I was gonna ask that question. And humungojungo isn't even a word."
"You did that same thing to me so Nunn," I stuck my tongue out in Lover's direction. "And it is too a word!"
"Is Not"
"Is Too"
"Is Not!
"Is Not!
"Is Too!"
"Haha I tricked you," I grinned. Lover gave out an aggravated cry, then began the childish act of staring and glaring at the same time. "It's not going to work," I said in a song-song voice.
Standing not five feet away from the bickering kids stood the two leaders, Race, Monkey, Ember, and Spots second hand man Shadow.
"Are they always like this?" Spot asked, not even looking away from going back and forth between the two teenagers. Listening to the better comebacks erupting forth from their mouths. Grinning slightly as a foul one came from Ma's lips.
"Basically," Jack, Race, Ember, and Monkey said at the same time.
Monkey sighed, "You should see them fight over a piece of paper. Quite funny to see Ma using the edge of the paper as a weapon."
The two arguing teens looked over to Monkey, "Tell him/her that Humungojungo isn't/is a real word!"
Monk sighed, "Its going to be a long night," he looked over at Spot. "Be prepared for a vocal war."
"Monkey!" Two whiny voices dragged out.
So...What do ya think. I am going to add more Spot now that he has entered the picture. But I just gotta get the character right, and I don't think I can get into the groove with the personality. We'll just have to see where my imagination takes me. Anyways, favorite part the of the story. Please Review, I would love to know how I'm doing.
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