Chapter One

As he slept, Kid Blink slipped into bed with him, and began to rub his chest tenderly. He didn't stir until Blink softly kissed his lips. "Oh….hey, hon", he said, groggily. "I love you", said Kid Blink.And then Race woke up, and quickly got his pillow away from his mouth.

Racetrack rolled out of his small, uncomfortable bunk, resenting his life. Who in their right mind would wake up when the sun had only been out for a half hour? He asked himself that same question every morning. Race jumped out of those thoughts when he heard a voice say, "Snap out of it, Race! You're gonna make me late!"
Kid Blink was standing over Race, prompting him to get out of the way of the bathroom door.
"Hold your horses Blink. I'm working on it…"

Racetrack had a lot on his mind lately, and tended to space out a lot. Not only did he have to go out every day, all day, rain or shine selling papers on the streets, he also had to deal with other issues, like his friends…not to mention the fact that he had an enormous crush on one of his fellow Newsies. Who just happened to be one of the biggest ladies men out of all of them.

No one knew that Race was gay. Which also made his life difficult, since he was very close to all of the other Newsies, all of which were always meddling in each others lives.. But Kid Blink was his closest friend, so Race had to act completely normal around him while trying not to drool over his gorgeous body, dirty-blonde hair and killer smile. Not only was he handsome, he was one of the nicest people Race had ever known. And nice people weren't that easy to come by in New York. Race had been best friends with Blink for as long as he could remember. They told each other everything….until a year ago, when Race realized that he was gay. From then on, he began harboring strong feelings for Blink. Meanwhile, Blink was going out almost every night with different girls, living the life that Race had once lived a couple years ago. Since then, Kid Blink had noticed a change in Race. Race could tell by the way that Blink talked to him. He kept trying to set Racetrack up with all these different girls, and asked him why he didn't want to go out with any of them. Race kept telling him that he just didn't feel like hooking up with random girls anymore, and even made up a few girls to tell him stories about. But despite his efforts, everyone knew something was up with him.

"Helloooo, Race, you there? What're you looking at? The last time I checked, Blink washing his face wasn't that interesting…" Specs was standing in front of Race, waving his hand in front of his face.
"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny, Specs. You know very well that it is the crack of dawn, and I had a late night last night….that girl wore me out. Now go back to puttin' your make-up on!" Race had in fact had a late night last night…at one of the bars he always went to. But he had told his friends some elaborate story about a girl he hooked up with.
Specs laughed as he went back to brushing his teeth and said, "I, unlike some people, do not need make-up, as I am already beautiful." Race smacked his head playfully. Specs was openly gay, and Racetrack wished that he could be more like him. Skittery came up behind Specs and pinched his butt. "HEY!" Specs yelped, and then realized that it was his boyfriend.
Race shook his head and recovered from once again covering his ass after he was caught staring at Kid Blink.