Notes: Sorry it took so long. I had a lot of work to do. I had to make a
music video for my journalism class a few days ago and that took me a
couple of hours. Plus my photography project. And I would have tried to
update last weekend, but we had relatives visiting. We were pretty busy
with other things too. I'm nervous too, because Prom is in two weeks! I
can't believe that I'm going!
I saw The Faculty last weekend too. It was so good! Ok, so it kinda freaked me out, but I only watched it because of Elijah. He was soooooo cute! It's funny, I'll cry for Elijah but not for anyone else. I didn't even cry during A Walk to Remember. Ok, I'll stop talking about Elijah and get on with the shout-outs. Oh, and I still need people for casting call. I'll probably end up using my other characters. Arwen's spot is still open as are most guy parts.
I wouldn't mind if a girl wanted a guy's part. There's no reason why some characters can't have sisters instead. I'm putting my own character in here, but just because I need more girls to be newsies. It's not even a big part. And I'm not claiming any of the guys for a boyfriend or anything. For those of you who remain behind when the fellowship leaves, I'll have parts where I'll come back and explain their feelings of the situation and what's happening at the lodging house. If any of you really want to join the fellowship, please tell me. Everyone who sent in a casting call but hasn't appeared yet, you will sometime in the story.
Shout-Outs:
Nada Zimri – Of course I'm giving you a role. I liked your character.
Moonlights Sundance – Yeah, I'm glad that you like being Rosie. She's my fave girl character. I especially loved her in the Return of the King.
Buttons14 – Hey, I like Elijah better than Orlando too. Luckily, my best friend is as crazy over Elijah as I am. If you want to know how much I like him, I got a hat embroidered with 'I Love Elijah' a few days ago. I wear it proudly...when I'm not around my boyfriend.
Wisecracker88 – You're welcome. It's kinda a favor to people who review my stories. I like to read theirs and review to show my appreciation. Besides, your story rocked! And of course you can have Dutchy.
Splashey – Yeah, I hate to see Mush like this too. Luckily, I have control of what happens in this story.
Chapter 4
When Mush reached the lodging house, he immediately headed up to the bunkroom. Luckily, no one was there. Everyone else was most likely still at Tibby's. He wished that he could tell everyone what was going on, but what would they think when he did? Who would believe a story that a penny caused the fire that day?
He groaned and lay back on his bunk, knowing how concerned his friends probably were right now. They knew him as a generally happy person, but since the previous afternoon, that side of him seemed to have disappeared.
"Mush, are you up here," a voice asked. Figuring that it was Blink, Mush pretended not to hear. As much as he appreciated his friend's help, he wasn't in the mood for it right now, "Don't make me find you."
Mush sat up now that he realized that it was Kloppman, "I'm here Kloppman. Sorry, I thought you were Blink." Kloppman looked like he took the comment as an insult.
"How could you possibly think that I was Blink," the old man asked, "Oh well, I just had a feeling that you needed to talk." Mush instantly looked away from Kloppman's gaze.
"I don't wanna talk," Mush replied, a little bit of anger starting to come out. He could stand a certain amount of concern, but when he started to get it everywhere, he began to get frustrated.
"Your uncle didn't mean for it to happen this way," Kloppman explained slowly, sitting on the bunk below Mush, "He had no idea how much this would hurt you."
"He never did," Mush said, "I could tell that he wasn't happy here. I figured that it would happen sooner or later. Just not so quickly."
"I'm sure you'll see him again," Kloppman told him, "I'm sure that he'd want to apologize for putting you through this."
"Kloppman," Mush asked, "That fire...how did it start? Do you know? Blink told me that no one knows how it started."
"I'm afraid that he's right," Kloppman replied, "It just happened so quickly. There was no sign of anything that could have started it. Why?"
"No reason," Mush answered quickly, "Just wondering." Mush was almost positive that Kloppman looked suspicious, but that feeling quickly passed when Kloppman smiled slightly at him before leaving the room.
"There must be something we can do," Hound Dog remarked as the small group walked down the street, "What do your friends do when you feel that way?" Dutchy was right beside her.
"I don't know what to do," he told her, "It must be hard to get over losing your only relative."
"How do you cheer up a person who's so down?" Poker asked.
"He probably just needs time," Scribble said.
"I have to agree with Scribble," Race commented, "With Mush, it's best to just leave it alone for a while."
"I guess," Poker said, "It's just so hard to see him like this."
"I know it is," Race told her and took her hand in a comforting gesture. Despite Race's occasional sarcastic remarks, she knew that he cared for his friends. Poker smiled at him and didn't release her grip.
"Let's get back to the lodging house," Hound Dog said, "Mush will probably be there. Besides, it's getting late." Sure enough, the sun was beginning to sink low in the sky.
Mush looked up as others started to enter the bunkroom. He still wasn't totally sure that the penny was what caused the fire, but he had to know for sure. This time though, he was going to wish for something that wasn't dangerous.
"How are you feeling," a voice asked him. Mush glanced upwards to see who had spoken.
"Hey Alaska," he replied, "I'm doing okay, I guess." Alaska's ice- blue eyes studied him for a moment as if wondering whether or not to believe him. She nervously brushed her light brown hair back from her face. Although she was a good friend of his, she never knew quite what to say when he was upset. She could only hope that whoever she was helping would allow her to listen to their problems.
"I'm sorry...about yesterday," she said suddenly, sitting down next to him, "That must have been hard for you." She looked like she instantly regretted saying that.
"I'd rather not talk about it," Mush answered, a little harsher than he intended. He could only take so much pity.
"Oh...okay," she replied, "I'm here if you need someone to talk to though." She stood up and walked away quickly.
"Great," Mush muttered to himself. He wasn't trying to push all his friends away, but it was how he dealt with stress. He looked over to where Alaska was now sitting by herself, watching everyone around her. He caught her eyes and smiled slightly. She relaxed at this glance and gently smiled back before going to get ready for the night.
Mush got ready quickly and sat up on his bunk, once again fingering the penny. What should he wish for this time? Something that wouldn't put anybody in danger. How about someone getting saved...from drowning. Yeah, that would work. Nothing would come of that and if it did, no one would get hurt. Everyone soon went to bed, him hoping for the best.
I saw The Faculty last weekend too. It was so good! Ok, so it kinda freaked me out, but I only watched it because of Elijah. He was soooooo cute! It's funny, I'll cry for Elijah but not for anyone else. I didn't even cry during A Walk to Remember. Ok, I'll stop talking about Elijah and get on with the shout-outs. Oh, and I still need people for casting call. I'll probably end up using my other characters. Arwen's spot is still open as are most guy parts.
I wouldn't mind if a girl wanted a guy's part. There's no reason why some characters can't have sisters instead. I'm putting my own character in here, but just because I need more girls to be newsies. It's not even a big part. And I'm not claiming any of the guys for a boyfriend or anything. For those of you who remain behind when the fellowship leaves, I'll have parts where I'll come back and explain their feelings of the situation and what's happening at the lodging house. If any of you really want to join the fellowship, please tell me. Everyone who sent in a casting call but hasn't appeared yet, you will sometime in the story.
Shout-Outs:
Nada Zimri – Of course I'm giving you a role. I liked your character.
Moonlights Sundance – Yeah, I'm glad that you like being Rosie. She's my fave girl character. I especially loved her in the Return of the King.
Buttons14 – Hey, I like Elijah better than Orlando too. Luckily, my best friend is as crazy over Elijah as I am. If you want to know how much I like him, I got a hat embroidered with 'I Love Elijah' a few days ago. I wear it proudly...when I'm not around my boyfriend.
Wisecracker88 – You're welcome. It's kinda a favor to people who review my stories. I like to read theirs and review to show my appreciation. Besides, your story rocked! And of course you can have Dutchy.
Splashey – Yeah, I hate to see Mush like this too. Luckily, I have control of what happens in this story.
Chapter 4
When Mush reached the lodging house, he immediately headed up to the bunkroom. Luckily, no one was there. Everyone else was most likely still at Tibby's. He wished that he could tell everyone what was going on, but what would they think when he did? Who would believe a story that a penny caused the fire that day?
He groaned and lay back on his bunk, knowing how concerned his friends probably were right now. They knew him as a generally happy person, but since the previous afternoon, that side of him seemed to have disappeared.
"Mush, are you up here," a voice asked. Figuring that it was Blink, Mush pretended not to hear. As much as he appreciated his friend's help, he wasn't in the mood for it right now, "Don't make me find you."
Mush sat up now that he realized that it was Kloppman, "I'm here Kloppman. Sorry, I thought you were Blink." Kloppman looked like he took the comment as an insult.
"How could you possibly think that I was Blink," the old man asked, "Oh well, I just had a feeling that you needed to talk." Mush instantly looked away from Kloppman's gaze.
"I don't wanna talk," Mush replied, a little bit of anger starting to come out. He could stand a certain amount of concern, but when he started to get it everywhere, he began to get frustrated.
"Your uncle didn't mean for it to happen this way," Kloppman explained slowly, sitting on the bunk below Mush, "He had no idea how much this would hurt you."
"He never did," Mush said, "I could tell that he wasn't happy here. I figured that it would happen sooner or later. Just not so quickly."
"I'm sure you'll see him again," Kloppman told him, "I'm sure that he'd want to apologize for putting you through this."
"Kloppman," Mush asked, "That fire...how did it start? Do you know? Blink told me that no one knows how it started."
"I'm afraid that he's right," Kloppman replied, "It just happened so quickly. There was no sign of anything that could have started it. Why?"
"No reason," Mush answered quickly, "Just wondering." Mush was almost positive that Kloppman looked suspicious, but that feeling quickly passed when Kloppman smiled slightly at him before leaving the room.
"There must be something we can do," Hound Dog remarked as the small group walked down the street, "What do your friends do when you feel that way?" Dutchy was right beside her.
"I don't know what to do," he told her, "It must be hard to get over losing your only relative."
"How do you cheer up a person who's so down?" Poker asked.
"He probably just needs time," Scribble said.
"I have to agree with Scribble," Race commented, "With Mush, it's best to just leave it alone for a while."
"I guess," Poker said, "It's just so hard to see him like this."
"I know it is," Race told her and took her hand in a comforting gesture. Despite Race's occasional sarcastic remarks, she knew that he cared for his friends. Poker smiled at him and didn't release her grip.
"Let's get back to the lodging house," Hound Dog said, "Mush will probably be there. Besides, it's getting late." Sure enough, the sun was beginning to sink low in the sky.
Mush looked up as others started to enter the bunkroom. He still wasn't totally sure that the penny was what caused the fire, but he had to know for sure. This time though, he was going to wish for something that wasn't dangerous.
"How are you feeling," a voice asked him. Mush glanced upwards to see who had spoken.
"Hey Alaska," he replied, "I'm doing okay, I guess." Alaska's ice- blue eyes studied him for a moment as if wondering whether or not to believe him. She nervously brushed her light brown hair back from her face. Although she was a good friend of his, she never knew quite what to say when he was upset. She could only hope that whoever she was helping would allow her to listen to their problems.
"I'm sorry...about yesterday," she said suddenly, sitting down next to him, "That must have been hard for you." She looked like she instantly regretted saying that.
"I'd rather not talk about it," Mush answered, a little harsher than he intended. He could only take so much pity.
"Oh...okay," she replied, "I'm here if you need someone to talk to though." She stood up and walked away quickly.
"Great," Mush muttered to himself. He wasn't trying to push all his friends away, but it was how he dealt with stress. He looked over to where Alaska was now sitting by herself, watching everyone around her. He caught her eyes and smiled slightly. She relaxed at this glance and gently smiled back before going to get ready for the night.
Mush got ready quickly and sat up on his bunk, once again fingering the penny. What should he wish for this time? Something that wouldn't put anybody in danger. How about someone getting saved...from drowning. Yeah, that would work. Nothing would come of that and if it did, no one would get hurt. Everyone soon went to bed, him hoping for the best.