"You ok Miss?" A boy asked me.
"Ya. I'll be fine." I said.
"It's getting dark, you gotta place to stay?"
"No, and I don't need your help."
"Ok, but if you do, you can always go to the Manhattan Lodging House."
"Um...maybe I'll go there, but I'se soire I can get by."
"Just follow me." the kid said fed up with me.
"Fine if you'll leave me alone." I replied sarcasiclly.
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"Ok here we are," the boy said,"O ya, by the way, my name is David Jacobs."
"Well. It's nice to meet you David Jacobs, but I could have gotten along by meself. Anyway, me name is Glory Carter."
As we walked into the old building, an old man came to greet us at the door. I soon learned the Newsies, or as they're called, call the old man Kloppman. He was a nice man, who watched out for the Newsies, and owned the building.
"So Dave, I see you got a friend." Kloppman said.
"Uh...ya. i found her on a bench, and wondered if ya had anymore bunks." David said, as Kloppman nodded.
I paid my 5cents, and walked to the bunkrooms with David. When we got into the bunkroom, there had to be at least 50 kids there.
"Hey everybody!," David started, and everyone stopped. "We got a new Newsie, this is Glory Carter."
"Glory, this is specs, Racetrack, Snipeshooter, Boots, Mush, Snoddy, Dutchy...." as his voice trailed off, I noticed a guy sitting in the back of the room, not really talking to anyone.
"Nice to meet you all" I said when David finished.
"So Davey, Where'd ya pick her up?" the guy I heard was called Jack, asked. (I think it was Jack)
"I found her."
"Heya David," I started "Who's dat guy in the corner over there?"
"Oh, that's Blink. He just broke up with his girlfriend."
"Dat's terrible."
"Yeah."
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" Well, Glory was it? Me name's Racetrack, but youse can call me Race, like all da oddas do." A small Italian boy said. He was not much taller than me, and I'm no giant. But Race seemed like a nice guy, and a good friend.
"Um...ya. And ok, I'll call you Race. How's it goin?"
"Pretty Good."
"Lights out!" Jack yelled to the boys surrounding the room.
"Glory, ya can sleep by me." Race said. As he showed me a bed next to his. Also by his bed was Blink's bunk. Blink seemed depressed. So I went up to him to see what I could do.
"Heya, I'm glory. And ya are?" Sure I knew his name, but this was as close to getting him to talk as I could get.
"Blink." He said, without any enthusiasum. when he said that, after hearing his voice, I got a weird feeling in my stomach but pushed it away.
"Jack, I'm goin to go. I'll see ya tomorrow, Carryin the Banner."
"Ya, Carrying da Banna. bye Dave."
"Race, take care of Glory for me ok?"
"Ok, have a good night Dave."
"You too. Bye Glory."
"Bye." I mumbled. I was too busy trying to figure out Blink to say goodbye.