Lady of the Bronx- Newsies

Chapter Seventeen

Hey guys! I was not planning to update tonight, but when I saw that my ranking is #1 in Newsies, I felt like I really had to! Thank you guys so much for spending time reading my story! You have no idea how much that means to me! Without further ado, enjoy the chapter!!

Pov: Bambina

"Da only way we'se goin to Hattan is if we'se all go together." Those exact words that Pete said repeat in my head. Afterall, that's exactly what we're doing.

I stand, watching Danny, Hector, and some other kid named Les play tag.

I sneak up towards Slider, elbowing his side. He looks down at me, smiling. I smile right back. "It's good to see them make a friend." I say, looking towards Danny and Hector.

"You got that right, they got each other, but lord, Caithfidh sé uaigneach a fháil." He says, switching into speaking Irish. I raise my eyebrows at him, and he explains. "It must get lonely. Being the only kid Newsies in The Bronx. They ought to be going to school, or to a playground, or...." He falls silent.

A sad heavy knowingness fills the air between us. 

"They should. But they can't. When we were their age, we had to work too." I say sadly.

"It's not fair." He says, bluntly.

"It's not, but it's how it is." We fall into a comfortable silence, just watching the boys playing tag. Hector has a large smile plastered on his face, Danny is laughing and running away from Les- who's chasing him.

I notice one of the Manhattan Newsies is watching him -very carefully, mind you; but he's smiling as well. They must be brothers. Either by blood, or my choice.

"You got any plans for today?" Sliders asks, his irish accent thick as ever.

I shake my head, "Not really. I sold all my papes already.

"I was thinking about maybe going to little Italy. But..." I trail off.

"But there's no way in hell any of us will let you- unless we all come."

I huff, "It's a little ridiculous. I mean, it's broad daylight. I could just take Smalls and maybe one other person with me-"

"You'll have to ask Pete about that, Deer. I'm not going to get involved." He jokes, interrupting me.

"Yeah, but-" I fall short when I see her, Katherine.

She's staring directly at me, and I can't help the smile form on my face. I carefully tip my hat at her, making sure my hair doesn't fall out.

"Who'sa that?" Pecks asks, popping from behind me.

I just look at him, a smile on my face. 

Peck's eyes go wide, "Jesus, Deer. What'se did ya do now?"

"I have no clue what you're talking about." I tease.

Sliders smirks at me, then shakes his head side to side. "We can't tie you down, can we?" He jokes.

"I just made a friend, that's all."

"She aint look like no one I'se seen round here. Wit er fancy clothes en such." Pecks says, blantally.

"She's a reporter for the new york sun." I explain.

Both of them have a look of surprise on their faces. "Really?" Sliders asks. I nod.

"I'se didn't know goils could get em jobs like dat." Pecks says.

"More power to her." Sliders says, but we quiet down as we see her waltz over.