After I put Jack down, I ran to anyone who needed help.
I grew up knowing that fighting was never the answer to solve a problem. I didn’t care at this moment. Jack was here, probably dying as we speak. I never took down a person so fast in my seventeen years of life.
I was furious on what they did to Jack.
What they did to my brother.
“Hey, snot nose!” a goon called behind me. I felt him elbow my head, causing me to be knocked down. I turned over and saw his fist prepared to come down on my nose. I covered my face, preparing for the blow.
“Hey…..what da?!” I heard him scream. I looked and saw Race who jumped on his back and was able to knock him over and out. He came back over and helped me up.
“Thanks, Higgins,” I said.
“No prob, Jacobs,” he replied. We both went back to fighting.
I kept looking out of the side of my eye to see if Jack was okay. Tommy-Boy and Buttons just knocked out this six foot something tall goon.
Mental note: never mess with those two when they are pissed.
I looked and saw Lizzy and Crutchie fighting off a guy bigger than both of them. He kicked Crutchie’s crutch out from underneath him. Lizzy went over to help him up.
I ran up to him and punched him straight in the face, causing him to be knocked out. I ran over to Lizzy and Crutchie.
“You okay?” I asked Crutchie. He nodded, heaving. Lizzy and I brought him to his feet. We got back into the heat of the battle.
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A/N: AAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!
I'm so sorry this part is so short! Tomorrow's part will not disappoint you guys, I promise. I hope you still enjoyed it!
Stay gold, Girlsies!
-Lizzy
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"We've Got Personality!"-A Crutchie Morris Love Story
FanfictionLizzy Kelly is the younger sister of the famous strike leader, Jack Kelly. It's her first day on the job of selling papes. When a horrific fire puts Jack unconscious in the hospital, it's up to Lizzy to lead the newsies, while she gets mixed up and...
