If a newsie is talking the words may look weird since the accent will be added to some words.
EX. Goilfriend = Girlfriend
Newsies ruled New York, Brooklyn has the feared Spot Conlon, Manhattan has the popular Jack 'Cowboy' Kelly, Queens has the French brain Seine, Bronx has the fast pickpocket Flashman, Midtown has the strong Amazon, Staten Island has the rough Russian Nikolai, Harlem has the short but sturdy Midge, East Side has the trustworthy Mud.
Yet nobody ever hears too much about the female newsies of New York. Maybe because there are only a few, about 1 girl for every 15 boys, but they are still here and as tough as ever.
61 Poplar Street, Brooklyn:
"Get up ya old' bums!!" Spot yelled as he walked by the bunks of the Brooklyn newsies.
Spot Conlon was the feared leader of the Brooklyn newsies. Brooklyn was known for being tough, the toughest fighters in New York. They had superior leadership, the docks, the scariest stares of any newsies, and bragging rights. Spot was about 16, short for his age, skinny but with toned muscles, icy blue eyes, and a stare that makes even grown men worrisome.
"Spot stop ya yellin." Jackal, the second in command, said as he rolled out of bed putting on his suspenders.
Jackal was a 17 year old Irish born New Yorker. He had green eyes and almost black hair and a muscular body. Jackal was the second in command when Spot wasn't around and was almost always with Spot, plus he was one of the few that could say something to Spot without having to worry about getting in trouble for it. Jackal was also known for being a slight ladies man, though some of the other newsies didn't know why.
"Jackal don't start with me, you'se know we'se don't get breakfast unless we'se wash up first, and you'll be the first one to complain about an empty stomach." Spot said as he rolled his eyes and walked over towards his friend.
Jackal walked away and into the washrooms to clean up.
"Spot you'se know I love wakin up to your beautiful voice every mornin and seein your beautiful blue eyes, but you'se gotta brush your teeth before you wake us up." Hudson said making the other newsies laugh.
"Hudson you'se the king of bums, and you'se teeth are almost yellow so maybe you should actually start brushin yours." Spot returned making the others laugh, and made Hudson close his mouth to hide his teeth.
"King of Bums is in Bronx wit all the other kings, except you Spot you'se the king of Brooklyn." Hudson said.
"Well you'se the king of bums for Brooklyn." Spot said as everyone watched the two go back and forth.
"Anything for my Brooklyn." Hudson said as he shrugged and Spot joined him smiling before walking into the washroom.
"Hey Sniper!" A voice said from the doorway of the washroom, making all the boys look.
Sniper was a 15 year old boy who got his name for wanting to be a sniper in the army. He was also one of the best with a slingshot because of his aim. Sniper had brunette hair and was always clean shaven, with chocolate brown eyes and tan skin. Standing about 5'7" he towered a lot of the guys and was intimidating when in a fight.
"Doll! What are you'se doin in here, you'se a girl and you'se ain't aloud?!" Hook yelled as he pointed at her with the brush in his hand that had all his shaving cream on it. This mad her giggle since only half his face was covered with the white cream. Slowly she lifted a pair of suspenders in her fingers as she leaned against the doorway.
"I think Sniper forgot these somewhere. His goilfriend tried to leave them on the front step without anyone noticing, but I always find these things out. So Sniper, how exactly did you lose these without noticing?" She said smiling, Sniper's eyes widening as the boys started teasing him and hitting him with towels.
"Doll you'se better get outta here before I soak ya." Spot said as he walked closer.
"I'm sure you will." She said playfully as she threw Sniper's suspenders at Spot to catch.
Doll was the only female newsie in Brooklyn at the moment. She was also the leader of Brooklyn though Spot wouldn't admit it, and that didn't bother her. Many of the other newsies saw her as the leader of all female newsies, and one that had great influence over other towns. Many of the others would go to her when a problem would arise, because they knew she would always do what she could. She was 15 and stood at about 5'2". She was a mother, a sister, and a fighter. Dirty blonde hair covered her head and accented her brown puppy dog eyes.
All the newsies left together to go buy their papes, and left the distribution center yelling out false headlines. The day started at 5:00 AM and the end was never the same, except everyone knew Spot, Hook, and Doll would sell all their papes before anyone else.
Hook got his name since as soon as he made eye contact with you, you were hooked. Nobody ever turned him down when asked to by a paper from him, or when he would talk to a girl. No matter what he would somehow get you hooked. Hook was 15 with black hair and blue eyes, which made the ladies swoon.
"Smoke, Shamrock, how many more papes you got?" Doll said as she walked over to the two boys.
Smoke was one of the few African American newsies. He was very cordial and thoughtful, trustworthy, and very hardworking. Many of the others became his 'brother' very quickly. Smoke was always seen with Shamrock as they were best friends.Shamrock was another young Irish in Brooklyn. He was born in Ireland and came to New York at the age of 7. He had red hair and green eyes, and always wore a necklace with a shamrock on it, hence the name. Shamrock was one of the toughest newsies and he was on the frontline during fights. Usually these two were the last to sell their papers since they talked more than they should when trying to work, but they always came through in the end and had fun doing it.
"Not a lot why?" Smoke asked as he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket.
"I'm goin to 'hattan and thought you'se would wanna go." Doll said as she stuffed her hands in her pocket.
"We'se can sell these on the way, but I think Jackal will wanna go too." Shamrock said as Smoke sold another paper.
"Well were is he?" Doll said as she took a paper from Shamrock and sold it, handing the money to him.
"Ovah there." Smoke pointed as they all turned to see Jackal and Spot walking.
"Ok lets go get 'em." Shamrock said as they all started walking.
"Jackal we'se goin 'hattan you'se wanna go?" Doll said as they walked up to the two boys.
"Yeah, I need to see Racetrack." He said before putting his cigareet back in his mouth.
"Then let's go." Smoke said as they got ready to leave.
"Why you'se goin to 'hattan?" The protective leader asked his newsies.
"I'se gotta pick up Bloo, you'se know, my baby." Doll said as she pulled the cigarette out of Spot's mouth and threw it on the ground aggravating him.
"That was a perfectly good one you'se know!" Spot said raising his voice as he took a step towards her.
"If Race can not smoke around Bloo, you can stop smoking around me so much." She said as she wiped her forehead.
"Like you'se never smoke." Spot said as he got even closer.
"Not as much as you boys! Looks I gotta pick her up I'll see you tonight." She said giving him a peck on the cheek before leaving with the other boys.
"Hook! Slingshot! Let's go to the docks!" Spot yelled as he took some of his other newsies back to the docks.
Manhattan
The four newsies talked and laughed the whole way to the Manhattan Lodging House. Many of the people in the streets would move out of their way knowing they were from Brooklyn.
"Hey it's Doll and Smoke! Shamrock and Jackal too!!" Snipeshooter yelled out as he ran and gave Doll a hug and giving high fives to the boys.
"Well if it ain't my Italian brudda." Racetrack said as he walked over to the newsies greeting each of them.
Snipeshooter was a young newsie. Earning his name since he would pick up cigars in the gutters that weren't smoked all the way and finishing them off. He was always with Boots who was another young newsie. Racetrack Higgins was a 16 year old Italian newsie. Race was best friends with Jackal since they were both Italian, but also Jack 'Cowboy' Kelly. Racetrack always had his pocket watch, cigar in his mouth, and almost always found gambling at the tracks, hence his name.
"Hey guys!" Kid Blink and Mush said walking towards the group from Central Park, Kid Blink carrying Bloo.
Kid Blink and Mush were best friends. Kid Blink was blind in one eye and wore an eye patch. He had dirty blonde hair and a blue eye. Mush had somewhat curly hair and tan skin to match his big brown eyes. Mush was known for taking his girlfriends to central park and making out with them which gave him the name Mush. Both boys are almost 17 years old. Bloo was the daughter of Doll. She had blue eyes and blonde hair with kind of pale skin. She is mainly the mascot of the newsies since she is only 2 years old. Though not biologically, Racetrack is considered her father by everyone.
"There's my angel." Racetrack said as he ruffled his daughter's hair making her laugh.
"Hey hey hey, get you'se hands off her hair, you'se gonna get ink all ovah her." Mush said pushing Race's hand away and smoothing her hair back out.
"How long you'se stayin in 'hattan?" Kid Blink asked as he set Bloo on her feet.
"Don't know yet." Jackal said as he and the others shrugged.
"Then its decided, we're goin to Tibby's." Smoke said as everyone started to walk to the restaurant. Race fell behind the others, but was ok with it since it was Bloo who was slowing him down by wanting to walk hand in hand with her father.
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