chapter two
coney island- cassies apartment
9:00am
Cassie had just woken up to the sound of a savage bull terrier barking(she saw it out of the window) and plates smashing against walls upstairs in the next apartment. she had slept with three thick,woolly blankets on top of her as it had been icickle cold during the night! she went to the bathroom to release her full bladder, when she came back out she sat down on the old, matted couch and watched the morning TV on her television that looked as small as a cardboard box, cassies ears pricked up(to listen to the TV) as she heard job offerings that were happening at a new factory in brooklyn- CHARLIES SUPER SHOE FACTORY. 'sounds real cheesy but.. i need a job real bad so it will have to do' cassie thought hyperthetically, so without further ado after reading the daily newspaper(that she had found in her steel mail cage hanging on the door this morning) and watching some more TV.. cassie decided to get dressed up casually to try and get a job at the new shoe factory that was situated in bushwick a neighborhood in the northern part of brooklyn- cassie didnt know exactly how she would get there but she planned to get there!
After a few hours of bus trips she arrived in bushwick outside the factory gates, she asked a over-weight hispanic blue-collar working man if he knew about jobs here" oh yeah you just go to the bosses office"
"thanks but how do you get to the office?"
"oh just go right through the factory doors and up the stairs and it will be right in front of you". she smiled at the worker and then made her way into the factory doors, when she got in the factory all she could smell was that new shoe smell, leather and ciggerettes. she made her way past some of the workers and went up the stairs and knocked politely on the oak door of the bosses office. cassie had to wait a couple of minutes before a really buff-looking black man answered the door and explained to a old, white-haired man behind him" boss theres some chick here probablys for the job offerings interview", the boss nodded and the buff black man let cassie through the door, she saw a chair and sat on it and waited for the boss behind the desk to speak- after a while he asked her and few qeustions concerning: "where are you from?", "how old are you currently", "what do you think your strenghts are in a working area?", and "what grades and qalufacations have you got?"! after she answered the questions the old man(who cassie now knew was called Mr. Mollaretti) made his decision whether to employ cassie, right then and there. he explained" you seem like a really hard-working young woman but im sorry- i cant employ you your just to-to to common", as soon as cassie heard these horrible, snooty words come from his mouth she let rip! he face went red with anger and she replied shouting almost in his face" well ya know what im glad i didnt get the job anyway, cos your just one of them snooty, up-thier-own asses upper class scum, that i would gladly hate to work with. thank you old chum and good day" and with that she stormed out the office and out the factory doors- she felt so angry that she started crying but then she pulled her self together quickly as passers-by looked at her weridley!
When cassie got back to coney island she decided to go to the pizza resteraunt(it was just a few streets away from her apartment blocks). she walked into the pizzaria and saw that no one was getting served so she went straight to the counter-desk and ordered a large deepan pepperoni pizza, and then she sat down at one of the dining tables to wait for her order- when the pizza came she scoffed it down in a matter of 3 minutes, she got a little embarassed as she noticed that lots of old folks through the window were looking at her like she was some sort of bum! it was around 3:00pm when she left the pizzaria to go back home after a early and tiring start to the day, she was strolling down 10th avenue(the avenue that was just before the apartment blocks) when a intimadating scruff of a man in a blue hoody tried to mug cassies grey canvas bag from her, she was petrified but knew she had to act fast so without the guy knowing she punched him in the private area and when he fell to the ground she roundhouse kicked him so hard that blood splurted out of his mouth where she kicked him, and then he just lay down on the ground knocked out for the count! she kept on walking nearer near her apartment now when she heard a voice behind her and she turned, IT WAS THE IRISH WARRIOR FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE!!
The unknown irish gang-member of the warriors got closer to her and explained"huh your a good fighter lady, you got some raw strength. so i just wanted to let you know i so you back there and was gonna help you but then i didnt cos hah well you knocked that thug out", cassie with no fear said willingly" are you stalking me, cos if you are i will happily do the exact same thing to you as i dont to that guy, do you read me?"
"Whoa, whoa slow down missy, i would never do such a thing maan. yes i do read you loud and clear see im from a local gang here, its a wonder you havent heard of them they are called the warriors... i was just on patrol there thats all to ya know protect the streets of coney and see whats going down"
"well i aint never heard of you guys- well not really. my names cassie-cassie cravens and im from belmont in the bronx and.. well i jut moved here, i was always fascinated with gangs like around my area: the moonrunners, VC rangers. i mean i heard a little bit about you guys- that your supposingly the best of the best". the irish guy smiled cheekily, a smile that made cassie smile too, so much that her jaw hurt. cassie with much hesitation at the begining decided to let this smooth, irish boy help her to her apartment. finally when they reached it the irish warrior said happily" oh by-the-way my names jimmy matherson but my nickname is irish, hah cos i- well im unmistakably a irish git. so i'll see ya around sweet-cheeks and you should check our gang out, our hangout is a big warehouse near coney boardwalk. i mean i know your a lassie but- well we could use a lady warrior like yourself- you could be a first of a entire breed, so see ya missy", she smiled as she closed the door on him saying" ok whatever, and im not a missy or a lassie, the names cassie"!
That night miss cravens went to bed feeling a lot more happier about the new, crazy, irish guy that at first she thought was some sort of sick stalker- but know she kinda liked him a little... before she went to sleep she thought to herself" im gonna check this warriors gang out then tommorow.. better then having a lousy job".
Ok guys i hope you enjoyed reading this chapter and there was a little more action in this chapter but i promise the next chapter- chapter three will be awesomely filled with action x
thanx boppers 
