Authors Note- The story is back but this time better with new improvements. This chapter didn't change very much, just grammar fixes and less cursing, but the next chapter's will. I'm not completely changing them, just the parts that I didn't like. So if you have read it before, you might want to read it again with the new changes. So let me know if you do like the changes, thanks!
Disclaimer- Although one is not necessary yet, I don't own Newsies.
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It's summer, thank God! One more week of school and I would've gone mad. Well, since its summer, my mom's gonna be gone a lot more. I don't mind, I have more fun when she's not home. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom but sometimes it feels good to walk around the house in nothing but a t-shirt. She left a couple days ago and since then, Queen has been blasting from the stereo, I've become good friends with Chan the Chinese delivery guy, and I haven't yet taken a shower. (It's only been a couple days. Besides, who am I trying to impress, Chan?)
Boy, freedom is nice. When I was younger and mom would leave, she would always send me to a friend's house. Until I was five I stayed with my grandma, but that year my mom left my dad and my family thought it was the biggest mistake of her life, and they stopped talking to us. I used to get a holiday cards every once and a while but they eventually stopped; their loss, right? Since then, my mom has been raising me by herself. We live in The Darin Apartment Complex; we bought the level above us and put a staircase in. It's pretty nice, mom's job gets us a lot of money but, as I've mentioned, she's gone a lot. Well, as I've gotten older my mom has been giving me more freedom. Since I turned sixteen she decided I'm old enough to stay on my own. Plus, as I've gotten older she can trust me more. I mean, why shouldn't she? I'm not a bad kid.
Just as I decided maybe it was time for a shower the door bell rang. I quickly ran down the stairs from the bathroom jumping every other step. Before I opened the door I yelled.
"Who is it?" (Just a precaution)
"Only the sexiest piece of ass in the entire world; now let me in you whore."
"You mean second sexiest, you loser." I opened the door and we both ran into a hug.
"Aw, I've missed you; I can't believe I haven't seen my best friend in three whole days. Oh, damn you need a shower." She started waving her hand in front of her nose.
I laughed. "Well I was on my way until I was rudely interrupted." I put my hands on my hips.
"My God, you are such a fag. Go take a shower then I can give you a makeover."
"What am I, you're freaking Barbie Doll?" I shot back with a smirk on my face.
"No, you just look like crap and I'm bored."
"You're an ass." I flicked her off as I made my way up the stairs.
"At least I'm a cute one." She yelled back at me.
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Okay, so what I said before about being a good kid that may not be the truth. Well, as far as my mom's concerned, I'm an absolute angel. That loud thing downstairs happens to be my best friend Katie. She's one of those people that you just love to hate. She's gorgeous but she's freakishly hyper and so awesome, although, she can also be a bitch if she doesn't like you. She's also what some people refer to as, a bit of a slut. I've known her for as long as I can remember, she lives in a HUGE house about a block from where I live. We've been in the same class since first grade.
She has long blonde hair with long bangs that fall to the side of her face. She has those seductive eyes that could make any man melt and don't worry; she uses it for her advantage. Just ask any guy whose heart she's ever broken. She's never been in a serious relationship and she never wants to be.
Hear this; true story. She spent so much time and money in Victoria Secret that they actually offered her a job and she took it, gladly. But no matter how crazy she gets, I'll love her no matter what. She's the only person in the world who I can talk to and I mean really talk to. We've been there for each other through everything. She was there for me when my mom couldn't be and I was there for her when her father died. We both stayed up the whole night crying. Her dad was like a dad to me. He was killed by a drunk driver when Katie and I were eleven. Since then, nothing could separate us.
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I got out of the shower and my hair up in a towel. Katie and I both have the same haircut; we went to Great Clips and got the same seven dollar haircut. Unfortunately, it looks about a hundred times better on her than it does on me. Katie's defiantly the prettier of the two. I dried and straightened my hair, put on my favorite pair of jeans (the ones that are covered in holes), and my Beach Boy's shirt. Some people find it hard to believe that Katie and I are friends. Katie shops at places like Express and Forever 21. I don't have a real style; I just wear whatever feels comfortable. She has those popular friends and hangs out with them a lot. Sometimes I'll tag along but I don't really like any of them that much. I have my own group of friends but no matter what, Katie and I will break any plans to hang out with each other. We may not look like were friends but we both have the same personality and everyone who knows us, knows that were inseparable.
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Katie and I have done everything together. We both smoked are first cigarette together, got drunk for the first time together, and we both tried ecstasy together. WE ARE NEVER DOING X AGAIN! Oh my God, it was horrible. We also made a pact that were never gonna get drunk again. When we did it we stayed up all night throwing up everywhere. It was so nasty. We do occasionally drink, but only because we like the taste. People who drink to get drunk are idiots. Enough said. Like I said before, Katie can be a bit of a slut. She doesn't see sex as a big deal, she thinks it's just something natural and she does it whenever she wants. I, on the other hand, don't agree with her. I'm not gonna talk her out of it or tell her she's wrong, she can believe what she wants but I just don't think of it like that. I don't plan on waiting until I'm married, just until I fall in love, I mean head over heals, can't eat, can't sleep kind of love.
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Once I was dressed and smelling better I went downstairs to find Katie watching Kim Possible.
"You are such a loser, you know that, right?" I laughed as she turned around and threw a pillow at me.
"No, you are NOT wearing that, come here." She pointed at the ottoman right in front of her.
"Sit down."
"Fine." I mumbled as I slowly made my way over to her. One hour, four outfit changes, and three hairstyles later, my hair was curled, and I was wearing a miniskirt and a black tank top with roses on the side of it. Although I hate to admit it, Katie always made me look good.
"Want Chinese for dinner?" She asked.
"Nah, I've ordered everything on the entire menu, I need something new."
"How 'bout we hit that new burger place up the street? I'm in the mood for a milkshake." She suggested.
"Girl, you read my mind!" We both laughed.
"Your car or mine?" I asked even though I knew the answer. She hates my car. It's an old beat up Volkswagen. Normally, their cute but I don't take very good care it. Katie on the other hand has a 2005 dark blue Wrangler with a tan soft top and interior. She loves her car so much its disgusting. I'm not going to complain though, it is a hot car and plus it's nice to take off the top on those hot Florida nights and feel the cool breeze.
"What do you think?" She looked at me like was an idiot because she knew that there was no point in even asking that question. We grabbed our shoes and I locked the door on the way out. Once we were in the car Katie turned on Weezer. Normally she's not into that kind of music, but since the song "Beverly Hills" came out, she hasn't stopped playing the CD.
We grabbed the food to go so we could pig out in the privacy of our own home. We were both laughing so hard we could barely walk as we made our way up the stairs to my apartment. What made it even funnier was that Katie tripped up the last step and almost fell flat on her face.
"I need a beer, your mom left some in the fridge, right?" Katie asked.
"Yah, I'll go get 'em." I made my way into the kitchen through piles of empty Red Bull cans and Chinese boxes. Katie went back to the TV room to continue watching Kim Possible; I think it's a marathon or something. I walked in to see her watching something that defiantly wasn't Kim Possible. (I guess the marathons over...)
"What are you watching?" I asked, confused.
"I don't know, it was on when I came in, but there guys are pretty hot." All of a sudden they started dancing and singing, we both started cracking up. After we stopped laughing Katie made one of her trademark comments.
"Ooh, their flexible." She smiled at me and winked at me.
"My God, you are such a whore." I finally got around to tossing her the beer.
"Thanks, so...who do you thinks the hottest?" She asked with a smirk on her face.
"I would defiantly say that leader guy, the hot one who can't sing. What about you?" I turned to look at her but she was still looking at the screen.
"I would have to say that one...WAIT, HIM OH MY GOD, HIM!" She started jumping up and down and pointing at the screen. I turned and looked to see what the big fuss was all about. On the screen was a boy about seventeen, he wore pink suspenders and a key around his neck. When they closed up on his face I could see how gorgeous he was and how amazing his eyes were, just then a commercial hit.
"You're watching a Disney Channel Movie. Newsies will be right back."
The TV sang.
"Oh, I get it. It's called Newsies because their newsies." Katie said.
"Are you serious? You really are a dumb blonde." Katie once again threw a pillow at me and we both started laughing.
Once the movie ended we decided to go for a swim at my Complexes' pool. We grabbed out suits and headed down. When we got to the pool we both went to go see what the water felt like. As I stuck my hand in the pool, I felt a wave of dizziness fall over me. Just before I blacked out I heard Katie fall into the water right next to me. 'Oh my God, is she okay?' Had she passed out or jumped in? These were my last thoughts before it went completely black.
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I woke up to a voice screaming and a feeling like I was floating on water. Just as I felt a hand grab mine; I passed out for the second time that night.
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Okay, I know it seems like nothing has changed from the first time it was on here, but if you look very closely you can less grammar mistakes and less cursing. For those of you who have read this before, the changes in the next chapters are much more extreme. Please review, and I would just like so say that no matter what the characters say, it doesn't mean I think that. So I would just like to say that I do not think Jack is a bad singer!