Disclaimer: Newsies is property of Disney, copyright 1992. Sammy and ShoeGoil belong to me. The RPG quoted, NeWsIeSRPG is an actual yahoo group and the thread quoted was between myself and Alley Kat (aka Laurie) back in 1999. Miss you, Alley! Hope you don't mind me using this…
MY MOTHER, THE NEWSIE FREAK
Chapter 3: And it gets worse
I stay away from my email inbox for three days. Of course I'm completely freaked out by the email that might possibly be from my mother and I'm convinced that it would just be best to stay completely away from all things related to Newsies. What does a silly movie mean to me, anyway? And a mailing list, however interesting, should not be so darn dependent on abbreviations.
But on the third day I watch that "silly movie" for the second time, and suddenly I can't stop thinking about it again. There's something about the way Jack Kelly sings "Santa Fe," I just want to give him a big bowl of New Mexican Albondigas or something, just to make him feel better. I decide to google the name "ShoeGoil" to see what I can discover. Perhaps I'll find that it isn't really my mom…just a mom in general. One can only hope…
One of the first links that comes up on Google is to NeWsIeSRPG. Ugh, another abbreviation. What can I say? I click on it, curious. This is what I get:
Jack was walking quietly late one night. He hadn't been around much for the past month or so. He'd been spending too much time with Sarah, although he was afraid that might be ending now. He took a long drag off of his cigarette and tossed it down. Up ahead he saw and went running up to them, happy to see an old friend.
ShoeGoil turned to see him and grinned. "Hey, Jack!"
Jack's eyes lit up. "Shoe! I haven't seen ya in ages!"
"I know, i know," she said with a teasing grin. "Someone's been a bit busy for a friend a his?"
It's so cute. I don't know what RPG stands for, but it reminds me of the improv games we play in the drama club at school. Some nut named Alley Kat started the ball rolling, playing the character of Jack, then ShoeGoil replied, and then they just replied back and forth. I absolutely adore this. What a cute idea. I keep reading.
Jack grinned. "Yeah, yeah…how ya been?"
"Oh, we're doing fine," she said with a smile, touching her stomach lightly. She was about three and a half months pregnant now, and it was obvious.
Pregnant? That's slightly bizarre…Oh well. I keep reading.
He smiled, putting his arm around her shoulders as they walked along. "That's good. I wouldn't wanna see anythin' happen to ya after all."
Shoe smiled at him. "Thanks, Jack. Dat's real sweet. I ain't used ta people caring so much."
"Really? I'd think there'd be plenty of people who'd care 'bout ya... how could dey resist dat smile?" he said, teasing her and batting playfully at her nose.
"Aw Jack!" shoe said, messing up his hair. "I save dis smile only for you!" she teased him.
"Awww, I get special treatment... how sweet," he teased, grinning." But seriously, I'se glad ya's both doin' okay." Jack gave shoe a little hug around the shoulders. "Do ya want it ta be a boy or a goil?"
Shoe smiled up at him. "Oh..i don't care really...jus' so long as it looks like me." she laughed. "Just kidding. I will feel bad for the child if it looks like me..."
"Oh come on, if it looks like you, then it'll definitely be beautiful."
"Aw, stop it," shoe said with a coy grin. "Ya know dat ain't true."
Oh man. This is getting cheesy! Who are these people, and why are they feeding their egos? I can't help but laugh, though. And I can't help but keep reading.
"Aww, it is too true, and you know it. Hasn't anyone else ever told ya how pretty ya are?" he said in a low quiet voice, brushing her cheek lightly.
Shoe gave a little smile. "Actually, yeah...bout two thirds of Whittier, California told me dat...da uddah third was too drunk when dey was wid me ta talk." she laughed.
I can't help but gasp slightly. My mom is from Whittier. What the HECK? But I surprise myself and keep reading.
Jack cracked up. "Well fine, so ya have heard it. But I ain't drunk, and I don't plan ta buy ya, so I sincerely mean it."
Shoe pretended to look disappointed. "Ya woulda been my easiest sale yet!" she said with a laugh. "Awright, I believe ya."
I am not even going to comment on that…Okay I will. 'Sale'? She's a hooker?!
Jack gave her a friendly peck on the cheek. "Ya been stayin' wit' da guys at the lodgin' house?"
Shoe grinned. "Yeah, da good ol' lodgin house," she said, then with a naughty grin gave him a friendly peck on HIS cheek.
He laughed. "Ya know if ya ever want your privacy from the guys, there's a third floor where me and Sarah used ta stay."
"All this special treatment, it just makes me feel so good!" Shoe said with a cute smirk on her face. My own floor...wow. Though...ya know...it might be kinda lonely all alone. I dunno, Jack..."
Jack started fiddling with the brim of his hat. "I could keep ya company..." he said casually.
Oh, no…
Shoe outright laughed. "It sounds fun...but I charge for fun."
OH, NO!
Jack grinned widely at her. "Who says I meant THAT?"
Shoe pouted. "Ya don't want me?" she asked quietly.
Jack's cheeks turned pink. "It's not that it's...I didn't think you'd want…and… you're..." He gestured to her stomach.
Shoe shrugged. "Yeah...I shoulda known. It's such a turn off. Dat's why I came back ta New York…insteada' tryin ta make it in California."
"I never said it was a turn off!" he protested.
Shoe looked up at Jack and laughed. "Youse such a sucker, Jacky-boy," she teased. "I can get ya to say an' do whatevah I want ya to!"
Jack blushed a little. "Oh, shaddup."
Shoe laughed and kissed his cheek. "If ya say so," she said with a cute smirk.
He smiled softly at her. "Shoe, you're too cute, ya know that?"
"Am I?" she asked teasingly.
He ruffled her hair, then kissed her cheek. "Yeah, ya really are."
Shoe grinned. "Well danks...kuz so is you," she said, and leaned forward, kissing Jack on the lips.
Jack's eyes widened, but he quickly regained his composure and gasp returned the kiss.
Shoe smiled, knowing he'd do just that. And pulled him closer into a deeper kiss.
I'm done. I need to just shut this window and leave this. I seriously have no right to be reading this. The fake newsie accent was one thing. But the cheesy kissing…
Jack grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist, and playing with the ends of her hair.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down, pressing her body against his.
NO, no, NO! Stop it! Just stop reading, Sammy!
Jack smiled, for once really enjoying himself. He let his fingers dance up her sides before resting one hand on her cheek, the other on her neck.
Shoe gave a short giggle, and, still kissing him, undid a button on his shirt.
Jack's eyes widened again, but he moved to kiss down along her jaw line, slipping his hands up inside her shirt.
I can't do this. I can't keep reading this...But I can't turn it off, either!
Shoe smirked…she could get any guy to do whatever she wanted, and have them pay her at the same time. But she decided to let Jack think he was in charge for the time being, and put on her innocent act she was so famous for. "Jack..." she whispered, moving his hand away and stepping a few inches away from him.
Jack pouted. "Hey... come back heah..." he sighed. "Come on, I didn't mean ta make ya uncomfortable…"
"No…it's not dat," she said quietly, looking down at her feet.
Jack sighed. "Then what is it, Shoe?"
"Well…it's jus'..." She bit her lip and looked around to make sure no one else was looking. "I ain't done anythin' like dis since I foist knew I was pregnant...an' I ain't sure if I remmebah how..."
Jack almost laughed, but choked it down. "Shoe, I'm sure ya remember how. It's not somethin' ya can forget."
Shoe laughed. "Well...if youse sure..."
"Oh come on, it's only been what? Three months? Ya haven't forgotten."
She smiled and gently pushed against his chest, leaving her hand there for a moment longer than necessary. "My, aren't you persistent," she said teasingly. "Not that I can blame you, of course." Shoe patted her hair and said, " I's a goddess when it comes to dis kinda thing..."
Jack rolled his eyes. "The Goddess Shoe..." he chuckled. "Someone's got a big ego. Anyways, whadda we standin' around here for? Let's go somewhere comfortable."
"Why, Jack…am I making you UNcomfrotable?" she teased, moving her hand across his chest slowly. "kuz if I am...I can always jus' leave ya alone..." she smiled and started to take her hand away from him.
Jack immediately grabbed her hand, holding it in place. His heartbeat sped up from the touch of her hand. He smiled down at her. "No, you're not makin' me uncomfortable... I was just thinkin maybe we should go somewhere…um... INSIDE?"
Shoe smirked a little. "Aw, ya mean, on a certain third floor?" she asked quietly.
Groan, groan, groan…"Where else?" Jack teased. "Come on." He took her wrist, leading her into the lodging house and up the stairs, then up a second flight hidden behind a door. And finally, they were on the third floor. It was basically empty, except for a few huge chairs, and a giant fluffy bed.
Shoe laughed. "It looks like da perfect place ta have a liddle fun, Jacky-boy," she teased, poking his chest.
Jack laughed and walked over, flopping down next to her and stretching out on his back, his arms behind his head. "It's comfy, ain't it?"
Shoe smirked. "yeah...real comfy..." she scooted a little closer and put her hand on his knee.
Jack smiled slightly, wrapping his arms tightly around her, managing to slip one up the back of her shirt.
Shoe giggled a little and wrapped a leg around his, rolling over so that she was lying on top of him.
Okay! Enough's enough! I slam the laptop shut, only to open it back up, close the webpage window, and then slam the laptop shut again. My cheeks feel pink.
Okay, so it was a pretty tame love scene, don't get me wrong. But, honestly. The very thought that that might possibly have been my mother just makes me ready to yammy. It's like I just watched her cheating on my dad, or something. Whatever this was that I just read, I NEVER want to live through it again.
That and I don't think Jack deserves Albondigas anymore.
