Disclaimer: Hey Taps here again with a story i wrote for a contest. its short so no worries and yea I dont own any Newsies but i do own Flame and the idea! Enjoy and Review!
"I hate me life!" I screamed as I stormed into the Manhattan Lodging house bunkroom. Me goilfriend of 6mons just broke up with me and I don't know why.
"What happened Swifty?" It was me best friend Specs. He was always there for me and I really appreciate it. I sat up in my bed, looked at him with a tear-streaked face.
"Flame broke things off." I could feel the tears starting to form again.
"Aw Ise sorry." And Specs hugged me. Wow it felt good. Wait what was I thinking! Me goilfriend just broke up with me and Ise thinking about me best friend. Totally wrong on me part. "Do you know why?" he question all I could do was shake my head no.
Days went by were I felt like killing me self. It would make everyone else's lives so much easier. Specs wouldn't have to worry about me. I found my self near the Brooklyn Bridge. The poifect place to jump and no one to know that I committed suicide. I was just about to climb over the rail when I noticed a person with red suspenders coming near me. Spot Conlon.
"Hey ya Swifty, how's things goin?" he asked from a distance away. I didn't answer him; debating on if I should jump. "You aint thinking about jumpin are you?" he stated only now his hand was firming gripping my shoulder. I nodded my head. "No, things will get better, I promise. Now I'm comin to visit for a while so lets go." He put his arm around me and we walked back to the lodging house.
Oh what a night it has been. The guys and I were playing poker and Spot was visiting. The guys helped me forget that I was down. It felt good to laugh again. But that Spot he's something else. He keeps looking at me with lustful eyes. I think I do it back but am not sure. I don't know when I started taking interest in guys.
"Well Ise need some fresh air, anyone else? Swifty?" Spot asked, standing up and stretching.
"Sure. I'll come." I quickly stood up and headed to the door with Spot behind.
"Ise noticed somethi 'bout you Swifty." He asked me when we reached the roof. I shot me head up to meet his blue eyes. "Your teasin me and Ise don't like it."
"What do you mean?" I had not the faintest clue what he meant. Ignoring the question he asked.
"Well what are wese gonna do about it?" before I could answer I felt something soft against my lips. I didn't realize Spot was kissing me.
"Geez Spot, what you doin?" I pushed him away. I didn't know why. I felt so lost and confused at the moment!
"Ise fixin the problem." He came afta me again. Only this time my body wouldn't let me push him away and my mind was about to explode with all the emotions running through me.
"I hate me life!" I screamed as I stormed into the Manhattan Lodging house bunkroom. Me goilfriend of 6mons just broke up with me and I don't know why.
"What happened Swifty?" It was me best friend Specs. He was always there for me and I really appreciate it. I sat up in my bed, looked at him with a tear-streaked face.
"Flame broke things off." I could feel the tears starting to form again.
"Aw Ise sorry." And Specs hugged me. Wow it felt good. Wait what was I thinking! Me goilfriend just broke up with me and Ise thinking about me best friend. Totally wrong on me part. "Do you know why?" he question all I could do was shake my head no.
Days went by were I felt like killing me self. It would make everyone else's lives so much easier. Specs wouldn't have to worry about me. I found my self near the Brooklyn Bridge. The poifect place to jump and no one to know that I committed suicide. I was just about to climb over the rail when I noticed a person with red suspenders coming near me. Spot Conlon.
"Hey ya Swifty, how's things goin?" he asked from a distance away. I didn't answer him; debating on if I should jump. "You aint thinking about jumpin are you?" he stated only now his hand was firming gripping my shoulder. I nodded my head. "No, things will get better, I promise. Now I'm comin to visit for a while so lets go." He put his arm around me and we walked back to the lodging house.
Oh what a night it has been. The guys and I were playing poker and Spot was visiting. The guys helped me forget that I was down. It felt good to laugh again. But that Spot he's something else. He keeps looking at me with lustful eyes. I think I do it back but am not sure. I don't know when I started taking interest in guys.
"Well Ise need some fresh air, anyone else? Swifty?" Spot asked, standing up and stretching.
"Sure. I'll come." I quickly stood up and headed to the door with Spot behind.
"Ise noticed somethi 'bout you Swifty." He asked me when we reached the roof. I shot me head up to meet his blue eyes. "Your teasin me and Ise don't like it."
"What do you mean?" I had not the faintest clue what he meant. Ignoring the question he asked.
"Well what are wese gonna do about it?" before I could answer I felt something soft against my lips. I didn't realize Spot was kissing me.
"Geez Spot, what you doin?" I pushed him away. I didn't know why. I felt so lost and confused at the moment!
"Ise fixin the problem." He came afta me again. Only this time my body wouldn't let me push him away and my mind was about to explode with all the emotions running through me.
