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Post by gurlpirate08 on Apr 8, 2007 22:45:21 GMT
David's face was red, and he was feeling embarressed. He nodded as if that would make him look like he was in on the strike. He really just looked ridiculous.
"So, another strike?" Medda smiled at the newsies. "Well, how can I help?"
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Apr 8, 2007 22:47:13 GMT
Race smirked when he saw David.
"Well..." Jack said, "We need a place ta hold da rally.Could we use Irving Hall?"
"An' since Jack ain't got da bulls on his tail anymore dey won't come bargin' in dis time." Racetrack said.
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Apr 8, 2007 22:54:26 GMT
Medda sighed. "Oh, the cops were a bit of a problem last year, huh?" She smiled. "But you're right, Racetrack! They are leaving Jack alone, finally." She pulled Jack into another hug.
"Yeah," David's voice cracked. He could hear some of the other newsies chuckling at him.
He cleared his throat.
"Well, Miss Medda, would you mind if we had another rally?"
Medda smiled at David's discomfort. She walked over and put her arm about his shoulders.
"Why of course you can, David. And please, call me Medda. No 'miss'. Eh?"
David nodded.
"So, do all you boys have anything else that I can do for you?"
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Apr 8, 2007 23:03:42 GMT
"You could feed us!" Racetrack yelled,and got hats thrown at him."please!"
"Will ya quit thinkin' wit ya stomach Race!" Jack said,laughing. "You ain't gotta feed him Medda,he just had three hotdogs at Tibby's."
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Apr 8, 2007 23:08:34 GMT
Medda laughed.
"Well, Racetrack. If you really are hungry then you can go and find Toby (is that the vendor's name?) and he will give you anything you want. Just tell him that Medda said it was ok."
"So, hadn't you boys ought to be heading back to the lodging house?"
Medda looked at her watch.
"It's getting awdully late!"
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Apr 8, 2007 23:10:04 GMT
"Yeah,we betta." Jack said,watching Race run out to find Toby. " Guess we'll be seein' ya Medda." he said,getting up.
Race came back in with his pockets overflowing with candy,he got looks from the others, "What! Who said I can' have a sweet tooth?"
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Apr 8, 2007 23:14:02 GMT
"Goodbye, Miss Medda," David said kindly.
Medda mussed up his hair and smiled, "Just Medda," she said.
David nodded, blushing, and walked out with the rest of the boys.
"So, you boys know where I can get a pad of paper and a pencil? I think that I have an idea about how to start the article!"
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Apr 8, 2007 23:16:17 GMT
Racetrack wiped the sticky off his hands and pulled a pencil out from behind Spec's ear and a pad of paper out of his back pocket" Heres ya go Davey." he continued with the wad of licorice he was shoveling down his mouth.
Jack shook his head at Racetrack, "Your worse dan Les." he said as they rounded the corner where the lodging house was. "You stayin' here again Davey?" he asked,looking at David.
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Apr 8, 2007 23:19:44 GMT
"Might as well!" He turned to Spec, "Thanks. Do you mind?" Spec said that he didn't, and David out the pencil and pad into his pocket.
"Can I start my article when I get inside, or do you want me to do something?"
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Apr 8, 2007 23:23:34 GMT
"Sure," Jack said, "I can't tink of anything you could do but dat."
Racetrack went in,waving hi at Kloppman and pulled out his cards,shuffling as he walked.
Jack saw Racetrack and shook his head,following him,knowing if he didn't Race would get all the younger Newsies stuff.
((hah, Max Casella actually would do that. He'd teach the little ones poker then jip them out of their lunch money. The director got complants from parents.lol.))
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