Chapter 2
"C'mon Angel! C'mon ya dumbass!" yelled Race. He was back at the tracks. Again. "Yes. Yes! Yes!!!! YESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs as the horse he put the rest of his money on crossed the finish line. First. He jumped up and down and screamed like an idiot. He turned to one side and hugged the person next to him. He did the same with the other.
After he had collected he was sticking all his money into the breast pocket of his vest. He felt something in there. "Race ya dumbass! Ya forgot about dat note dat da pretty goil gave ya at the bookie place yesterday!" he said to himself, receiving several well earned weird looks from the people around him. (AN: ok that was more then a lil weird I'm gonna stop trying to write in accents. Just uhh…try to imagine it) He quickly unfolded the small piece of paper.
Meet me at Horace Greeley statue tomorrow 3:00 PM
He quickly pulled out his pocket watch. "Dammit! 2:53! And you chose to be basically farthest from the statue in Manhattan!" he said to himself. By now the people around him had learned to ignore him. He started running. He ran and ran. By the time he made it there he was seriously out of breath, but he had made it on time.
She wasn't there. He pulled himself up onto the statue to wait.
~*~Meanwhile~*~
"Where're you goin sweetheart?"
"Out Vic."
"Kay, Kay…baby….you know you cant go out without Boss's permission, and Boss ain't here. And he left me in charge, so where're you going?"
Kay mind worked quickly under pressure. "Races to pick up some lousy jackasses who don't pay up."
"That's more like it babe."
"Don't call me babe Vic," she steamed.
"I'll send Danny with you," Vic said, ignoring her comment.
Kay and Danny got in the carriage and rode to the races. While they were waiting for the race to end, Kay grabbed some little kid by the shoulder.
"You know where the Horace Greeley statue is?" she whispered, and the kid nodded. She quickly scribbled something down on a piece of paper and pulled a quarter out of her pocket and gave them both to the kid. "Can you take this there, really quick, and give this to the boy waiting there? He'll be wearing a vest, has a pocket watch, plaid pants, Italian. Ask him if he's waiting for someone, and if says yes, then give him this." the kid nodded and ran off with the paper and the quarter.
As soon as the kid was out of sight, he stopped running. He pocketed the quarter, and looked at the piece of paper before throwing it on the ground.
Sorry I couldn't make it. Same place, same time tomorrow.
The kid snickered before running off.
~*~Back to Race~*~
Race had been sitting there for over 45 minutes before anyone he knew came by. It was Kid Blink.
"Heya Race what ya doing?" Blink said, jumping up on the statue next to him.
"I think I'm being stood up," Race sighed. Blink snickered, then he saw the look on Race's face.
"Sorry bro. Happens to the best of us."
"But see, the thing is, I didn't even ask her out, she asked me to meet her here at 3."
"Wow buddy. You've been sittin here for awhile. C'mon let's go to Tibby's." Blink said, and Race shrugged. They jumped off the statue. Race didn't say much on their way there, and Blink dominated the conversation with his pretty girl stories.
"And after she saw me checkin her out, she comes up and, get this, direct quote, 'May I please have a paper' she said THAT to me!" Blink said using exaggerated hand motions, and Race just nodded. "Geez boy get over it!" Blink said.
Race just shrugged and nodded. They reached Tibby's and sat down in a booth with a bunch of other people. Race didn't order anything and just stared out the window towards the statue.
"He got stood up," informed Blink. The rest of the people nodded.
"Lookit, Race," said Starstruck. Race turned to her. "If she stood ya up, then she ain't worth your thoughts."
Race shrugged again. "I guess you're right, but I'm still not hungry."
~*~The Next Day~*~
"Where're you going Kay?" asked Danny, who was in charge today.
"Out."
"Ok."
"Hey, thanks Danny. You're a good friend." said Kay before heading out the door. She walked swiftly towards the Horace Greeley statue. She got there and he wasn't there yet. She pulled herself up till she was sitting on the base of the statue.
She had been sitting there for half an hour, and he still hadn't showed up. She checked her watch. "I'll give him 5 more minutes, then I'm going home," she said to herself.
Somewhere around the beginning of her 5 minutes, Spot Conlon walked by the statue on his way to Manhattan. He saw the girl sitting on the statue and couldn't pass her up with at least getting a little flirting in.
He walked up and leaned against the statue.
"Hi there," he said.
She barely looked at him. "Hi."
"So, what're you doing here?" asked Spot, a little shut down that she hadn't responded to his first charm.
"Waiting for someone."
"Oh, who, maybe I know them?" asked Spot. If he couldn't get her, he could at least be polite and try to help her, it was just his way with girls.
"Well, I don't really know his name, but he's kind of short, Italian, he had a pocket watch, a plaid vest, plaid pants, a cabby hat, who know him?"
"Yeah, that's Racetrack."
"Figures."
"Why?"
"Because I met him because he wouldn't pay up, and I really need to talk to him," she said.
"No, uh-uh. I'm not gonna get my friend in trouble," said Spot and walked away.
Kay gave an aggravated noise. "This is utterly HOPELESS!" she yelled to herself.
Kid Blink and Racetrack chose that exact moment to walk by. Race was out in space somewhere and wasn't paying any attention to anything around him. Blink laughed at Kay.
"Hey Race! That girl looks like she just got stood up too," Blink said and Race sort of nodded without looking. They walked on by her and to Tibby's.
Kay had utterly given up, but she might as well get something to eat while she was in the neighborhood. She jumped off the statue. She walked up to a little restaurant that bore the name Tibby's and went inside. She sat in a booth in the corner.
The place was full or noisy guys and she tried to block it out. It was rather hard. She ordered some coffee and a sandwich and waited for it to come. Then she heard something like a miracle.
"Hey Racetrack I met some girl today on the Horace Greeley statue looking for you. She said she was with the bookies."
"WHAT?" said Race's voice.
Before that had time to register, Kay thought. "I never said I was with the bookies. Damn assumer."
"Oh yeah! That must have been the same girl I saw on the statue that yelled something about this being hopeless and being stood up.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!?!?!" yelled Race at Spot. "Why didn't you take her to me?!?!?! You dumbass! I'm gonna kill you!"
Race was about to jump Spot when Kay decided it was time for her grand entrance. She walked over to the table quickly. Race was about ready to drag Spot out of the building, but Blink was holding him back.
"Excuse me boys, is there a problem?" Kay asked politely. None of them looked at her. She rolled her eyes. "Jackasses," she thought to herself.
"Yeah," said Race without looking. "Spot is a dumbass."
"It's not my damn fault! I was trying to protect you! I thought she wanted to like hurt you or something!" Spot yelled back.
"She's a girl! She's wasn't going to hurt me!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that?!?!?!!?!?!?!?"
"USE YOUR BRAIN!"
Kay had had just about enough of being ignored. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" she screamed above their arguing voices.
All heads turned to her. "KAY!" yelled Race.
"No kidding I've only been stand here for the past five minutes." she said.
"Why didn't you come yesterday?" asked Race.
"Because I couldn't make it, just like the note I sent with that little kid said. Shit, you didn't get the note did you?" Kay said.
"Nope."
"So that's why you didn't show today," Kay put 2 and 2 together.
"Yeah," said Race, and before Kay knew what as happening, she and Race were hugging and she was sitting on top of Blink in the booth, where Race had dragged her, and everyone was laughing and clapping. Except Blink, who was sort of smashed, but didn't mind.
"C'mon Angel! C'mon ya dumbass!" yelled Race. He was back at the tracks. Again. "Yes. Yes! Yes!!!! YESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs as the horse he put the rest of his money on crossed the finish line. First. He jumped up and down and screamed like an idiot. He turned to one side and hugged the person next to him. He did the same with the other.
After he had collected he was sticking all his money into the breast pocket of his vest. He felt something in there. "Race ya dumbass! Ya forgot about dat note dat da pretty goil gave ya at the bookie place yesterday!" he said to himself, receiving several well earned weird looks from the people around him. (AN: ok that was more then a lil weird I'm gonna stop trying to write in accents. Just uhh…try to imagine it) He quickly unfolded the small piece of paper.
Meet me at Horace Greeley statue tomorrow 3:00 PM
He quickly pulled out his pocket watch. "Dammit! 2:53! And you chose to be basically farthest from the statue in Manhattan!" he said to himself. By now the people around him had learned to ignore him. He started running. He ran and ran. By the time he made it there he was seriously out of breath, but he had made it on time.
She wasn't there. He pulled himself up onto the statue to wait.
~*~Meanwhile~*~
"Where're you goin sweetheart?"
"Out Vic."
"Kay, Kay…baby….you know you cant go out without Boss's permission, and Boss ain't here. And he left me in charge, so where're you going?"
Kay mind worked quickly under pressure. "Races to pick up some lousy jackasses who don't pay up."
"That's more like it babe."
"Don't call me babe Vic," she steamed.
"I'll send Danny with you," Vic said, ignoring her comment.
Kay and Danny got in the carriage and rode to the races. While they were waiting for the race to end, Kay grabbed some little kid by the shoulder.
"You know where the Horace Greeley statue is?" she whispered, and the kid nodded. She quickly scribbled something down on a piece of paper and pulled a quarter out of her pocket and gave them both to the kid. "Can you take this there, really quick, and give this to the boy waiting there? He'll be wearing a vest, has a pocket watch, plaid pants, Italian. Ask him if he's waiting for someone, and if says yes, then give him this." the kid nodded and ran off with the paper and the quarter.
As soon as the kid was out of sight, he stopped running. He pocketed the quarter, and looked at the piece of paper before throwing it on the ground.
Sorry I couldn't make it. Same place, same time tomorrow.
The kid snickered before running off.
~*~Back to Race~*~
Race had been sitting there for over 45 minutes before anyone he knew came by. It was Kid Blink.
"Heya Race what ya doing?" Blink said, jumping up on the statue next to him.
"I think I'm being stood up," Race sighed. Blink snickered, then he saw the look on Race's face.
"Sorry bro. Happens to the best of us."
"But see, the thing is, I didn't even ask her out, she asked me to meet her here at 3."
"Wow buddy. You've been sittin here for awhile. C'mon let's go to Tibby's." Blink said, and Race shrugged. They jumped off the statue. Race didn't say much on their way there, and Blink dominated the conversation with his pretty girl stories.
"And after she saw me checkin her out, she comes up and, get this, direct quote, 'May I please have a paper' she said THAT to me!" Blink said using exaggerated hand motions, and Race just nodded. "Geez boy get over it!" Blink said.
Race just shrugged and nodded. They reached Tibby's and sat down in a booth with a bunch of other people. Race didn't order anything and just stared out the window towards the statue.
"He got stood up," informed Blink. The rest of the people nodded.
"Lookit, Race," said Starstruck. Race turned to her. "If she stood ya up, then she ain't worth your thoughts."
Race shrugged again. "I guess you're right, but I'm still not hungry."
~*~The Next Day~*~
"Where're you going Kay?" asked Danny, who was in charge today.
"Out."
"Ok."
"Hey, thanks Danny. You're a good friend." said Kay before heading out the door. She walked swiftly towards the Horace Greeley statue. She got there and he wasn't there yet. She pulled herself up till she was sitting on the base of the statue.
She had been sitting there for half an hour, and he still hadn't showed up. She checked her watch. "I'll give him 5 more minutes, then I'm going home," she said to herself.
Somewhere around the beginning of her 5 minutes, Spot Conlon walked by the statue on his way to Manhattan. He saw the girl sitting on the statue and couldn't pass her up with at least getting a little flirting in.
He walked up and leaned against the statue.
"Hi there," he said.
She barely looked at him. "Hi."
"So, what're you doing here?" asked Spot, a little shut down that she hadn't responded to his first charm.
"Waiting for someone."
"Oh, who, maybe I know them?" asked Spot. If he couldn't get her, he could at least be polite and try to help her, it was just his way with girls.
"Well, I don't really know his name, but he's kind of short, Italian, he had a pocket watch, a plaid vest, plaid pants, a cabby hat, who know him?"
"Yeah, that's Racetrack."
"Figures."
"Why?"
"Because I met him because he wouldn't pay up, and I really need to talk to him," she said.
"No, uh-uh. I'm not gonna get my friend in trouble," said Spot and walked away.
Kay gave an aggravated noise. "This is utterly HOPELESS!" she yelled to herself.
Kid Blink and Racetrack chose that exact moment to walk by. Race was out in space somewhere and wasn't paying any attention to anything around him. Blink laughed at Kay.
"Hey Race! That girl looks like she just got stood up too," Blink said and Race sort of nodded without looking. They walked on by her and to Tibby's.
Kay had utterly given up, but she might as well get something to eat while she was in the neighborhood. She jumped off the statue. She walked up to a little restaurant that bore the name Tibby's and went inside. She sat in a booth in the corner.
The place was full or noisy guys and she tried to block it out. It was rather hard. She ordered some coffee and a sandwich and waited for it to come. Then she heard something like a miracle.
"Hey Racetrack I met some girl today on the Horace Greeley statue looking for you. She said she was with the bookies."
"WHAT?" said Race's voice.
Before that had time to register, Kay thought. "I never said I was with the bookies. Damn assumer."
"Oh yeah! That must have been the same girl I saw on the statue that yelled something about this being hopeless and being stood up.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!?!?!" yelled Race at Spot. "Why didn't you take her to me?!?!?! You dumbass! I'm gonna kill you!"
Race was about to jump Spot when Kay decided it was time for her grand entrance. She walked over to the table quickly. Race was about ready to drag Spot out of the building, but Blink was holding him back.
"Excuse me boys, is there a problem?" Kay asked politely. None of them looked at her. She rolled her eyes. "Jackasses," she thought to herself.
"Yeah," said Race without looking. "Spot is a dumbass."
"It's not my damn fault! I was trying to protect you! I thought she wanted to like hurt you or something!" Spot yelled back.
"She's a girl! She's wasn't going to hurt me!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that?!?!?!!?!?!?!?"
"USE YOUR BRAIN!"
Kay had had just about enough of being ignored. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" she screamed above their arguing voices.
All heads turned to her. "KAY!" yelled Race.
"No kidding I've only been stand here for the past five minutes." she said.
"Why didn't you come yesterday?" asked Race.
"Because I couldn't make it, just like the note I sent with that little kid said. Shit, you didn't get the note did you?" Kay said.
"Nope."
"So that's why you didn't show today," Kay put 2 and 2 together.
"Yeah," said Race, and before Kay knew what as happening, she and Race were hugging and she was sitting on top of Blink in the booth, where Race had dragged her, and everyone was laughing and clapping. Except Blink, who was sort of smashed, but didn't mind.