"Nicky!" I heard, causing me to jolt awake. I woke up with a foot in my face. I flung it off the side of the bunk. Mush yelped as he fell to the floor.
"Hey!" He exclaimed, pushing me off the side of the bed. I shrieked, causing laughter to erupt all around me. They always teased me about having "a girl voice". Little did they know.
I saw Race frantically looking for something. Likely his cigar, he got a little cranky without it. He found that Snipeshooter had it.
"That's my cigar!" He said to him.
"You'll steal anodder." Snipeshooter stated plainly, putting it in his mouth. Race took his cigar back, shoving Snipe's head. He clenched his fist, ready to punch.
I came in between them and shouted, "Hey, bummers, we got woik to do."
Specs walked by saying, "Since when did you become me mudder?" This earned him a punch in the arm.
"Idiot."
"Aw, quit yer bawlin'!" Crutchy said as he passed.
"Who asked you?!" We asked.
Everyone gathered in the bathroom to get ready. I followed. All I had to do was pull my clothes on. I always wore underclothes because, well, you know. I put my mothers locket around my neck and tucked it under my shirt.
Crutchy started talking to Jack about finding a new selling spot. He wondered if he looked like a fake cripple. He didn't. And he wasn't.
Mush joined in on their conversation, "Try Bottle Alley or da harbor."
"Try Central Park, it's guaranteed." Race added, combing his hair.
"Try any banker, bum, or barba." Jack said, flicking shaving cream at Mush.
"They almost all knows how ta read," Said Skittery.
"I smell money," Kid Blink said, walking out of a stall.
"You smell foul." Crutchy said, wafting air away from his face. I sniggered.
Blink lunged at Crutchy but Mush stepped in the way and said happily, "Met this goil last night." I rolled my eyes. I lived with a bunch of idiots.
"Ehhh, move your elbow." I turned to see Boots' elbow hitting Crutchy in the face as he pumped out water.
"Pass the towel!" Race said with shaving cream all over his face, making it impossible to see.
Skittery took the towel, held it high above his head, "For a buck I might." I yanked it from him and passed it to Race.
"Ain't it a fine life, carrying the banner through it all?" We said together, "A mighty fine life, carrying the banner tough and tall.
"Every morning, we goes where we wishes, we's as free as fishes. Sure beats washin' dishes. What a fine life, carryin' the banner home free all!"
We ran through the city, "Summer stinks and winter's waitin', welcome to New Yawk. Boy, ain't nature fascinatin', when youse gotta walk? Still, it's a fine life, carrying the banner with me chums. A mighty fine life, blowin' ev'ry nickel as it comes."
Crutchy ran into the middle of everything, "I'm no snoozer." He said, "Waitin' makes me antsy, I likes livin' chancey."
"Harlem to Delancey," We all said together, "what a fine life, carrying the banner through the-"
Then three nuns in a cart started singing a hymn-like song. We headed to their cart to get the bread they were handing out. A woman came into our group, looking around for someone.
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Humbling Spot Conlon (A Spot Conlon Love Story)
Fanfiction**DISCONTINUED** Falling in love was far from Nicky's top priority. All she wanted was to keep her secret and stay out of trouble. But people don't always get everything they want.
