A/N: Please enjoy this chapter. I am still having fun writing this. Some time as you read the chapter, you would notice how I go from calling Denton, Bryan. I didn't mess up.

Disclaimer: I only own my girl Newsies, but none of the movie Newsies.

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Two Days Later

"So did you have fun with, Denton, the other night?" My brother asked me, a couple days later, as we sold our papers at the tracks.

I was handing a guy a paper, as he handed me a nickel, "I'll get you're change sir."

"That's okay kid," The man said, walking away with his girl.

"At least I had one night, where a guy treated me like a lady," I said after selling my last paper, and sitting down beside my brother.

"Do you think you'll see him again?" My brother asked, as he lit his cigar.

I just rolled my eyes, shaking my head, "Come on Race, he just listened to me rant about the guys treating me like a sister, and he probably felt sorry for me."

"You're always so down on yourself," My brother wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and started leading us towards the tracks exit.

"I am just being honest," I replied, pulling away from him, but still making sure to stay close.

Dutchy was sitting on the front steps, when my brother, and I got back home. He smiled at me, "Someone left you something on the counter, Klopp is holding it for you."

"Thanks, Dutchy," I patted his head, as I continued on inside, finding Klopp displaying a fresh bouquet, "Where did those come from?"

"Denton had them delivered this morning, according to this card," He handed me the small card, and then went back to organizing the other guys messages.

I hopped on to the counter, and started to read the card:

'Bell,

Thank you for last night,

I really enjoyed myself.

I can't wait to see you again,

be ready by eight tonight,

for dinner.

-Bryan Denton'

I looked at the grandfather clock, which read seven o'clock, "I need to get ready," then hurried upstairs, into the bunk room. I must have looked like I was in a panic, because Spade's jumped off her bunk, and hurried to me.

She held onto my shoulders, "What happened?"

the going to dinner with Denton, where's my dress?" I asked, hurrying over to, where I had placed the dress in my chest, the other night when I got home.

Spades bounced up, and down clapping, which she was good at when she was excited, "That's wonderful, you have to wear my pastel pink dress though, you can't wear the same thing twice."

"I couldn't even if I wanted to," She was 5'8, and not at all near my size.

"I forgot to give you this," Klopp came into our room, with a brown package, "Sorry about that, was busy."

Spades practically yanked the package from Klopp's hands, and started to open it, "Let's-"

I removed the slightly tared package from her, and finished opening it myself, revealing a cream dress, with small pastel pink flowers all over it, and a matching pink shawl. I ran into the washroom, and hurried up and changed quickly. "I have no idea how he knew my size."

"He probably grabbed the smallest size there was," Spade, always the honest one, answered. She didn't know how to keep her lips shut.

"Geez, thanks Spades," I stepped out of the stall, and went over to my bed, which was right below her.

"Let me get a hair tie, and I'll put your hair in a braided bun." She went over to her chest, and took out a pink ribbon.

I allowed her to do my hair, as I clasped the button on the sleeves of my dress, "I actually didn't think he would ask me out again, just thought he was being nice when he asked me the other night."

"Must be interesting, Denton, going into the dress shop twice in a row," She patted my back, when she finished my hair, "What time is he getting you?"

"Hey said to be ready by eight," I answered, as I dabbed a little bit of perfume, before going to put on a pair of white dress boots, which Friday gave me a long time ago.

Spades suddenly squealed, before going into the washroom, and bringing her box of make up, "I want to do your make up, Medda gave me these some of hers."

"I don't-" I started, but was gratefully interrupted, by Klopp.

"You look real nice, Belladonna," He leaned against the door, smiling at the two of us. He seemed to remember why he came up, because he straightened his poster, "Mr. Denton is here for you."

I hurried out of the room, leaving Spade's alone with her makeup, before I slowed down to walk down the stairs. He was wearing a gray suite, which looked really nice on him. "Hello Denton."

He turned, and smiled at me, as he took my hand when I reached the final step, "You look nice in that dress," he tucked my arm into his elbow, "Are you ready?"

"Sure, where are we going?" I asked as he started leading me down the street, I almost laughed at some of the Newsies expressions, when they realized who I was.

"'La Ocean', new seafood restaurant here, a colleague was talking about it yesterday," He answered, looking worriedly all of a sudden, "Do you like seafood?"

"Sure I do, Klopp, he makes the best fish stew ever," I smiled as he placed his hand on the small of my back, and held onto my other hand, as a man in a black, and white suite opened the door for us when we entered the large building.

"Wow, this place looks beautiful," I felt nervous all of a sudden, as other couples stared at us, as the waiter lead us to the table.

The waiter held out my chair for me, as my date sat on the opposite side of me, he then went to stand beside Denton, "May I take your drink order, sir?"

"You're finest white wine," Denton ordered, then waited for the waiter to leave, before turning to face me, "Do you know what you want?"

"Denton, maybe we sh-" I started.

"Bryan, call me Bryan, you make me feel like a stranger calling me Denton," He smiled, as he reached for my hand.

I nodded as I placed my hand into his, "Bryan, alright."

"Much better," He smirked as he gave my hand a gently squeeze, "Do you know what you would like?"

"You can order for me, I eat about anyyhing," I answered as removed my hand from his, smiling when he grinned.

The waiter came back with a wine bottle, and two flutes in his hand, "Your wine, sir," he set the glasses down, then opened the bottle, pouring a little in my dates glass.

Bryan carefully held it to his lips, then took a small sip, before nodding his thanks to the waiter, "This is great, thank you."

"Very good sir," The waiter poured some wine in my glass, and then filled my dates glass, before taking out his order pad, "Have you decided what you would like?"

"We'll have the lobster, with string beans, and your baked potatoes," Bryan ordered, he looked at me for any disagreement, then continued when I didn't, "But first we'll start with the clam chowder. That will be all."

After we finished our meal, and drank our wine, we started walking towards the park. When we reached the park, we sat on a bench, facing the pond.

Bryan tucked my arm into his, as he looked out onto the water, "Ask me anything?"

"What?" I stared at him, as he covered my hands holding his arm, with his own hand.

"I would like to know you," He answered, "and it's only fair I share about myself as well, so ask me anything, Bell."

I thought for a moment, as I looked up at him, "Are you're parents still alive?"

"Very much so, they live here in Manhattan, I have dinner with them every Saturday still," He answered with a small smile, he looked down at me, "How long do you plan on being a, Newsie?"

"Never really thought about it, probably as long as I need to, in order to earn money for things I need." I answered honestly, "How old are you?"

He grinned, as he looked straight ahead, "If I told you that, you'd probably run"

"I don't care about the age difference," I smiled as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, allowing me to rest my head on his shoulder.

"I'm twenty-nine, the youngest war corespondent of our time," He answered proudly. He turned to face me, "This is my last question, would you mind going out with me another time?"

I stared at him confused for a moment, "Why are you interested in me?"

"Because, you're different then other woman, who I dated in the past. You don't have to try so hard, you're all I thought about, from the moment you jumped in front of me with my wallet," He stood to his feet, and then helped me to mine, before escorting me back to the 'Lodging House', "So is that a good enough answer, to answer my question?"

"I will like to see you again, Bryan," I smiled up at him, and taking a mental picture of him. He was tall obviously everyone is taller then me, had great sparkling eyes, and a light brown almost gold hair, which he comb to the side.

He stopped right outside our door step, before facing me as he took my hands, and placed a soft kiss to both of them. "I will send you information, on our next date, see you then."

I nodded my approval, before going inside the building, watching him from the window once I was inside, "Bryan." I hurried up to the girls bunk, where everyone was asleep, so I quietly climbed into my bed, and fell straight to sleep.

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A/N: Sorry about the chapter being short. Next chapter is going to probably be bother perspectives. I hope you still enjoy reading it, because I am having fun writing it. Please Read, and Review!