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A/N: This is a reposted version of Kitten. I really missed this story, so I deleted it and now I'm reposting it with a few minor changes. In each chapter, there are a few changes from the first time I posted it. I attempted to make it better. . . anyways, tell me what you think about it! Also, if you're interested in Newsies fan fiction, I've written a fan fic called From Beginning to End on my Newsies account, The Meadowlark. Please check it out, I think you'll like it if you're a Newsies fan.
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Kitten
Chapter 1- To the Double
Everybody has a weakness. It just so happened that the Greasers' weakness was Kitten, fifteen-year-old sister of Two-Bit Matthews.
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Seeing Amile shivering from the bitter cold wind, Dallas Winston reluctantly shrugged of his brown leather jacket and shoved it into her unsuspecting hands. "Here." he growled. "You'll freeze before we even get to the Double."
Obviously taken aback by Dally's uncharacteristic act of affection, the younger teen threw the jacket back at him. "Since when do you care? You're always saying how annoying and cocky I am, I'm sure my death would be a relief to you."
Dally turned away to disguise the embarrassed look that had overcome his usually cold and hard face. "Who said I do care? Two-Bit would kill me if he knew I let his kid sister freeze to death."
Amile rolled her bright green eyes. "I'm fifteen, Dal,, only two years younger than you, so don't go calling me a kid. Besides, Two-Bit would be too drunk to notice my death." she added scornfully, her usually upbeat and carefree mood turning sour.
"Oh he would, would he?" whispered a voice from behind. Both Dally and Amile spun around only to find Two-Bit laughing hysterically with an ever-present beer bottle in his hand. "You should've seen your faces!" he howled, breathless. Finally recovering, Two-Bit eyed Dallas suspiciously. "What're you doing with Amile, alone, at 8 o' clock at night?"
"Aww shoot, Two-Bit, we were just going to see a movie." Amile replied for Dallas. "You wanna come with us to make sure Dal doesn't rape me?" she joked.
Two-bit chuckled, throwing an arm around Amile's shoulders. "It'd be my pleasure, Kitten." he drawled, using the gang's pet name for his younger sibling.
Disgusted by their antics, Dally began to walk to the Double alone, cursing when he got his boots wet from a puddle of rainwater. It had been pouring the whole week and it had only let up about an hour ago. Dally was still wondering why in the world he had asked Amile to go with him to a movie, especially alone., when he felt someone jump on his back. Being caught off guard, he stumbled, almost loosing his balance and falling to the ground, when he suddenly righted himself. "What the…" he trailed off as he heard the oh too familiar voice of Amile whisper in his ear, "Scare ya?"
Dally shook his head. "Get off will ya? You weight a ton! And I don't want your brother going and getting the wrong idea in his head."
Amile wrapped her legs around his waist, determined not to be thrown off. "The only idea my brother has in his screwed up head right now is how to get that blonde in his bed tonight." she said, nodding towards Two-Bit, who was about a block behind Dally and Amile with a slutty-looking blonde hanging onto his arm. Once again, Amile's personality turned sour, making Dally feel kind of sorry for her. "I mean, the guy's cool and all but probably wouldn't be the best brother for anybody, least of all for Kitten." he thought, but then mentally kicking himself for even caring.
"Hey, Dally, did you even hear anything that I said?" asked Amile, still hanging onto his back and looking very annoyed.
"Huh? Oh, uh, no, I guess I didn't." he said, quickly coming back to reality.
Amile sighed, trying to act exasperated. "I said it seems like you're going to be stuck with me tonight. No ditching me, okay?"
Dally chuckled coldly. "Now what gives you the idea that I would ditch you, Amile Matthews?" Without waiting for an answer, he bolted towards the Nightly Double, with Amile still clutching to his back. "Dally!" he heard her yell. "I'm gonna fall off! Slow down." He laughed at that, really laughed. He'd never admit it to anyone, but he had a soft spot for the kid and he knew it.
When they reached the whole in the fence by the Double where they could sneak in, Dally abruptly stopped, making Amile fall off of his back. "Dally!" he heard her cry from the ground. He smirked down at her. "That's right, bow down to your master." Saying that resulted in Amile grabbing him around his legs and pulling him down, only to have him fall on top of her. "Dally, get the hell off of me! You weigh twice as much as me!"
Before he had a chance to reply, a cold voice near them sneered. "Well ain't that a pretty sight!"
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