*Jazzer's POV*
"Jazzer!" Race calls. "What on earth happened?"
"Ise was knocked in da wadda while wese were leavin' da docks. Is fine." Ise say, nudgin' Jack in da ribs ta keep him quiet. Unfourtunetly, Davey don't see dis.
"She's go a breathing problem, Race." He tells him. Ise groan.
"WHAT!" Race yells. He looks at me. "Youse got a brethin' problem, and youse didn't tell me?"
"So what? Youse got a enough ta worry 'bout, bein' a newsie. 'Sides, ya wouldn't be able ta help me. It's not like wese can pay foi a doctor." Ise point out. Race nods his head, indicating that he already realised that.
"Ya told Crutchie, though, didn't ya?" He asked.
"Yes. But he undastands what dat like. He ain't ova protective like youse." Ise snap. "No one can do nutin' bout it, except God Himself, and Ise believe He will, Race. Wese jus' gotta wait foi dat moment when He does." Is say. Wese Christians, all of us newsies. Race and Ise taught them 'bout God wit da Bible Race had always kept.
"Oh, and she's got a meetin' wit Spot." Boots piped up.
"A meetin'? Spot Conlon personally invited ya to a meetin'?" Race asks me, his eyes widened.
"Yea. Ise don't get da big deal. Ise jus' gonna show him whose boss." Ise say, walkin' inside. David leaves ta go home, and says he'll meet wit us here tomarra.
"Can Ise go?" Ise ask me brodda.
"Shore. And da only reason Ise lettin' youse go is cause he personally asked youse ta go. When he does dat, it means dat he thinks youse might be able at beat him. Or he's tryin' ta get youse ta think that, but, bein' youse brodda and all, Ise know youse can beat him. What time is it? Da meetin'?"
"Seven." Jack answas foi me. Ise nod me head.
"Speakin' o' Spot," Mush steps in. "Where is he?"
"He was concerned 'bout us bein' serious, can ya believe dat?" Jack asks.
"Well, maybe wese should lay off foi a bit." Skittery confessed, messin' wit his pinky finga.
"Well, maybe Spot was right. Is dis all a game to youse?" Ise cry, throwin' me hands in da air. Race comes ova ta me pulls me into a side hug.
Ise hear Davey begin' ta sing.
(Davey): Open the gates and seize the day
Don't be afraid and don't delay
Nothing can break us
No one can make us
Give our rights away
Arise and seize the day
Now is the time to seize the day
Send out the call and join the fray
Wrongs will be righted if we're untited
Let us seize the day
(Davey, (Newsies)): Friends of the friendless, seize the day (Friends of the friendless, seize the day)
Raise up the torch and light the way (raise up to torch and light the way)
(All): Proud and defiant
We'll slay the giant
Let us seize the day
Neighbor to neighbor
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Spot Conlon: A New Adventure [2]
FanfictionJazzer Higgins is Racetrack's long lost twin sister who has just made her way to Manhattan after escaping the girls version of the Refuge. She is glad to find her brother, and make new friends as a newsie. When the newsies start a strike, they need...