A/N - Hey peoples! This is my first story, so please R&R, I would really appreciate it, thanks!!
Disclaimer - Sadly I don't own Newsies :(
SomeoneWhoUnderstands
Chapter One - the first meeting
"You don't understand, and you never will!" I shouted at my father before turning and storming out of the room, just as I was at the front door my mom stopped me, handed me a list and said "If you're going out, do you mind picking up a few things for me?" I crumpled up the list and threw it on the floor and said "Actually, yes. I do mind." I stormed out of the house and basically ran down the street, fighting back tears. Nobody understands me.
As I was turning into Central Park I bumped into someone "Buy me last pape miss." the Italian newsie who I had bumped into asked. I shook my head "No thank you." I said. I kept walking, only to realize he was following me. "What do you want?" I asked. He looked at me with pleading eyes "Please buy me last pape, I really need the money." I rolled my eyes "Fine" I said. As I reached into my pocket to pull out my money I looked over his shoulders "Oh my gosh" I stammered in fear. As the newsie looked behind him to see what I saw, which was nothing at all, I took off down the street. Ducking into and alley before he even figured out that I tricked him.
As I turned to walk out of the alley I noticed a boy standing in front of me. He had a cowboy hat on and a red bandana around is neck "We don't like it when people trick our friends" he growled. I rolled my eyes "Ya, well there's alotta things that I don't like, but I deal with them." The 'Cowboy' smirked at me, I could hear somebody else attempting to sneak up behind me. I just glared the boy in front of me down, not letting him know I heard whoever was behind me. As whoever was sneaking up behind me was close enough for me to fell his breath on my neck. As I heard him reach into his pocket and raise something above my head, probably a pocket knife, I reached up and easily flipped him over causing him to land flat on his back, knife landing at my feet. I picked up the knife, stepped over the semiconscious boy, pushed past the 'Cowboy' and walked out of the alley and into Central Park.
I sat on a bench in Central Park, my mind wandering. I almost didn't notice the Italian newsie from before sit down next to me. "I see ya sold that last pape of yours." I said, looking over at him. He smiled at me "Ya" he said. "Oh, just lettin youse know." I said "I think one of your friends may have a bruised back in the morning." He looked at me confused, and I added "Some boy with a stupid cowboy had cornered me in an alley, he was all pissed 'bout me tricking youse. Anyway, some other kid snuck up behind me with a knife, so I flipped him over and he landed flat on his back." The boy laughed and then said "The boy that you flipped over, what did he look like?" I thought for a second "He was blonde, and... oh, he had an eyepatch." Then I noticed the sun was starting to set "Crap, my parents are gona kill me." The boy looked at me "What's wrong?" he asked. I sighed "My parents are making me go on a date with Oscar Delancy tonight, and if I ain't home in time, Ise dead."
The boys mouth dropped in shock"Oscar Delancy ?" he asked in shock "What the hell did ya do to deserve that kinda punishment?" I shrugged. As I stood up to leave he grabbed my hand "Aren't youse gona tell me ya name?" he asked, I smiled "Ashley" I said "What about your name? Do I get to know that?" He smiled "Racetrack Higgins, but youse can call me Race." He stood up and said "Well, Miss. Ashley, walkin 'round in New York after dark isn't safe for a goil such as yourself. Why don't I walk youse home?" I laughed and said "Oh, you're a gentleman now, aren't youse?" Race smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we began the walk back to my house.
When my house was in sight I could see the outside light on, and my parents and Oscars' outlines on the front stairs. "Youse might want to go now" I whispered to Race "Oscar doesn't even like me looking at other guys, much less actually talking to one." Race removed his arm from my shoulder and smiled "Guess I'll see ya 'round then?" He asked I nodded and said "Ya, I guess so." Race turned and walked away into the darkness.
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