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Ch.1

"Order up!" The cook called from the kitchen. That was the most anyone said to me through cthe day, but that's ok. That's what you get when you work at Tibby's, home of the ham sandwich. I picked up the plate and brought it to table five.

"I'm gunna kick his ass…" An overly large monkey like boy mumbled through a bloody nose. "Thinks he's so tuff."

"More like he kicked your ass." I said, handing him a tissue. "Would you like anything else today with your meal?"

"Your name?" He winked at me.

"I only give my name to primates that are fully evolved." I winked back at him and walked back the counter.

"You can call me Oscar!" He yelled after me.

It was a slow day. Only two customers, well one customer and a monkey. It's been slow since the newsboy strike ended. They were here every night, but now I hardly see anyone. I guess that doesn't matter much anyway, I didn't know any of them personally. I looked at the clock…finely.

"Hey Tony!" I yelled to the back room.

"What is it Sam?" He called back.

"It's eight, I'm off my shift. See you tomorrow!" I took the money I had made for the day and hung up my apron. $1.50 in tips…not that bad. I walked down the streets of New York. Its fall now and getting a bit chilly. Now that I'm out of work, let us get to know each other better. My names Samantha but please call me Sam. I'm seventeen, work at Tibby's and enjoy long walks in the park. It's not that bad here in New Yor…

"Hey brown eyes!" One moment you're walking down the street and the next you have a paper stuck in your face.

"If you took the time to look closer you could tell that they're green." I pushed pass the paper and kept walking.

"Sorry doll face," He walked next to me "want to buy a paper? Or maybe you need an escort home? How bout dinner, on me?" Can you say desperate?

I turned to look at him, or look up at him. It's not easy being 5' 2". "First off, I'm not showing a strange guy to my place of residence. Secondly, I can buy dinner for myself thanks. Thirdly…I'll buy a paper as long as you don't cheat me by giving me one page."

"Thank you doll face." I handed the kid ten cents and he handed me my paper.

I continued walking "Don't call me that."

"You got a name?" He adjusted a red bandana around his neck.

"Maybe, why should I tell you my name."

"Because I know you." He smiled.

"Try another line bandana boy…that one didn't work."

"No…no I do know you. You are the waitress at Tibby's." He smiled and nudged my shoulder. "Come on, you don't remember me?"

I looked at him again. "Right…the newsboy strike. You're Jack Kelly. Always ordered a cola and the turkey sandwich."

"See we're practically best friends!" We rounded the corner. "So what's your name?"

"Sam" I smiled and shook his hand.

"OK Sammy, now that I'm not a strange guy anymore, may I have the honor of escorting you home?" He offered me his arm. I was about to say yes when I remembered a small piece of information.

"Um…you know…I live right down this street. I'll be fine Jack but thank you anyways." I smiled and waived goodbye.

"See ya tomorrow Sammy!" He waived and walked back down the street.

I looked around and found a small ally. I put down the paper and got comfy. It's not really a solid home, but you get used to being on the streets. It's not that bad. I wrapped my arms around my legs and fell asleep.

For the next week I would see Jack on my way home from work. I'd buy a paper and we would talk. I had never really had a friend before, and Jack is as good as a friend as ever. Then he started to pop into Tibby's and eat dinner with me. At first I found it awkward, hoping he didn't get the wrong impression from. He was my friend and nothing more. I was very happy to find out he had a girlfriend.

"Yeah, her names Sarah." He smiled "She's…amazing."

Aw so cute. "You love her?"

"I think I love her. Though sometimes I'm not so sure how she feels about me."

"Oh come on, who wouldn't love a guy like you!" I finished my cola and pushed my plate away. "Well if you're having girl trouble you should talk to your mom….or dad. How bout a brother? From what I've seen with young love, people get advice from there parents."

He laughed "Sammy you're cute, but I don't have a family like that. I have the newsies. That's it." I looked down at the table. I know how he feels there. I can't even remember having a family. "Well you must be one of the lucky ones. What's your family like?"

"Um…" Family….what's my family like… "Oh you know" Think Sam…think. "…regular dysfunctional family. We're not that close." Wow…smooth one Sam. Make a note to tell Jack the truth next time.

"That good I guess." He smiled "Come Sammy, let's get you home. We don't want your family to worry." Don't worry Jack…I don't think they'll mind.

I bought the rest of his papers and he walked me down to the street where we always went our own ways, him back to the newsboys and me to my "house".

Thank you!! The next Ch will be up very soon! Please stick with me. The story is going to start out slow but it will get better!! AND there will be more Ch's i promise. Happy reading!