an exciting adventure where Clara is shipped to New York to see her cousin and happens to walk into a diner where theres a strike being organised.
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where strike leader Jack Kelly finds himself infatuated with a journalist who comes from the p...
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"Newsies stop the world" A little hyperbole never hurt anyone.
Clara and katherine sat crammed around her small desk in the back corner of the office for the NEW YORK SUN. pieces of paper covered in scribbles and different drafts of the article were sprawled out all over the place, ink was splattered all over the chairs and Claras clothes but she couldn't care any less for today she was creating a new future. A future full of prosperity- one where you could do anything you wanted no matter who you are.
A modern day David is poised to take on the rich and powerful Goliath
The girls let out a sigh before leaning back in there creaky wooden chairs staring down there days work. Katherine leant forwards reversing the movement she had just made by throwing her face into her hands, a look of despair resting on her usually cheerful face. It was the morning of the strike and the girls where yet to come up with an idea for the pressing article.
"Come on katherine believe in yourself- the boys are counting on us!"
"Oh you poor boys"
Clara chuckled at her new friend before nudging her in the side and sliding the ancient type writer over to her side of the small writing space . Her hands were poised and ready to go, her brain whirring at 100 miles per hour thinking up ideas. Metaphors and similes flooded the girls mind, alliteration making her heart thump as the words flew out her fingers. she wrote what she knew. Nothing more nothing less.
With the swagger of one twice his age, armed with nothing more than a few nuggets of truth, Jack Kelly stands ready to face the behemoth Pulitzer
"Jack Kelly hm" katherine read over the girls shoulder, taking the opportunity that had been presented to her on a large golden plate as a chance to tease the innocent flower. letting out a large breath of air Clara turned toward her older mentor "he's the leader the strike- what else am I supposed to write about" Clara thought carefully about what to say next as she was treading through a dangerous zone "he's a friend- an ally even, we only met yesterday"
Katherine seemed satisfied enough with that answer as she backed down, still sending the girl a pointed look wiggling her eyebrows.
The girls spent the next few hours writing there article, bouncing ideas off one another as if they had been friends for years. Clara was greatful for katherine- she was slowly becoming the older sister she never had.
