A/N: I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own the, Newsies.

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Klopp, had made my brothers favorite dish, of cornbread with chile. Itey, who was also a decent person to have around in the kitchen, made some sausages for hot dogs. While Sassy, and Brookly, made a cake with powder surgar, sprinkled on the top. Friday, who had been bustling around, for the last two hours manages to arrange the whole downstairs to fit everyone.

"You know spying, isn't really polite dear," Bryan, came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, as I leaned over the counter, watching his parents, and Klopp.

"I'm not spying, I'm just making sure, that your mother doesn't say something about the Newsies, that would offend, Klopp," I answered honestly, remembering the first time I met her.

"What?" Bryan, took a step back, and stared at me like I was a stranger.

"You remember, how your mother acted like, the first time they met me," I said, as I walked over, to where punch was sitting on the table.

"Yes, be she doesn't see the Newsies, like she did before," Bryan answered, pouring a couple of cups, and handing me one.

"I know you're right," I smiled, as I thought about, how nice, Amelia, had been treating me, and my friends since the first time we met.

"Oh, Shit!" My brother screamed, causing the rest of the room to turned there attention to him, just to find him holding a couple of wooden box, along with a piece of paper.

I walked over to where he was standing, beside Brent, and Amelia, "What happened?"

"Mister, and Mrs. Denton, bought me two boxes of cigars, these will last me months," He held out a piece of paper, which ended up being a ticket, "And he gave me a pass, to sit in his box at the races, whenever I want to."

"Might even be able to teach your brother, on how to choose a winning horse, instead of just taking the word of a random guy," Brent, smirked as my brother went to play box him, something they did whenever the two of them were around eachother.

"Race, dance with me," Friday said, not giving my brother a chance to respond, as she lead him to the dance area, while music played on the gramophone.

"Shall we?" Brent, held his hand out towards me, and smiled, "Care to dance with your future father-in-law?"

"Sure," I smiled, as he took me over to where the others were dancing, including Maya, who had just lead my fiancee on the floor.

'Look who I'm dancing with, Bell,' Maya mouthed, turning her eyes on ,Bryan, and turning on her charms. She didn't like me much, since all the guys were so protective over me, and she was the one who wanted the attention. She had been on my case, about a month ago calling me name, and was about to smack me, when ,Bumlet's, grabbed her raised hand. He stopped talking to her, after she tried to his me, and she had been taking every chance she had, to make me mad at her.

"You don't like her?" Brent leaned in, and whispered in my ear.

"She doesn't like me, just because I am close to all the guys here, and she doesn't understand it's because I was the first girl here," I felt tears slide down my cheeks, as I remembered comeing home, finding almost all the dresses, Bryan, bought me since we started dating, shredded all over the girls bunk room floor.

"What happened?" Brent, lead me over to where there wasn't anyone to see us, and sat me down on the chair, "She did something did she?"

"She ripped all my dresses, and stole the barrette, that I had left from my mother," I stopped him, as he was getting ready to leave, and pulled him back down on the chair beside me, "Please, don't tell any one, I don't want to cause any trouble two weeks from my wedding."

"Why does Klopp, allow her to still live here?" Brent asked, handing me his handkerchief, then standing up, "I am going to talk to this, Miss Maya."

I followed the older, Denton, back to where the others were still dancing, just in time see ,Bumlets, take ,Maya, out of the building, and my fiancee wiping his mouth glaring in her direction. I walked over to him, "What, happened?"

"Miss Maya, kissed me, and I walked away from her," He wrapped his arms around me, and then studied my face, "You been crying?"

I smiled slightly, as I brought his face down towards mine, and kissed him, "I love you, Bryan."

He smiled as he leaned in, and kissed me back, "I love you too, Bell."

"Hey enough of that, this is my birthday," My brother explained, leading me onto the dance floor.

I laughed, as he kept spinning me around, and jumping to the music, "You call this dancing?"

"I call this having fun," He smirked, as he pulled ,Friday, in by the hand, so now the three of us were bouncing, and spinning around the floor, "I got two of the best girls, in my life. Who could ask for anything more."

A Week Later

"Do you know where she went?" I asked, as I sat beside ,Bumlet's, since I was selling with him at the train station.

"I told her to go to the, Bronx, and not to come back here anymore," My friend answered, smiling at me a little.

"She just left, cause you told her to?" I asked, as I counted my earnings, "Why did you invite her to be a Newsie, anyways?"

"Because, she reminded me of my mother, and I didn't want something bad to happen to her after I became friends with her," He answered, as he counted his own earnings, he looked at my money, "You're getting married in twelve days, and you still decide to sell?"

I laughed, since he was like the fifth person, wondering why I continued selling, "Yes, because I would be bored to death, just sitting around waiting. So how is you're mother doing?"

"She's still doing the same thing, living at the same 'Working Girl' house," Bumlets answered, as he smiled, he was the only one who had there mother in there lives, except the ,Jacobs. He had wasn't allowed to live in the 'Working Girl' house, after her became a teenager, so he became a newsboy, while living on the streets. Then one day, he met Swifty, and then got invited to live in the 'Lodging House' a year, before my brother, and I came around.

"How is your savings going, will your mother be able to move out soon?" I smiled, as a couple of children, were pulling at there mothers skirt as she held a piece of chocolate in her hands.

"I stopped saving for a place for my mother, and I. She is moving in with some gentlemen, next week after he gets the place set up," Bumlets smiled, as he looked straight ahead of us, "I met him, he's a decent guy, who owns a deli, near where she lives now.

"That's great, I hope everything works out for her," I stood up, when I noticed the skies getting darker. "You ready to head home?"

"Yeah," He grinned, tucking his hat in his back pocket, and taking my hand to run back to the 'Lodging House', "So, I asked ,Cutesy, out for the dance this weekend."

I smiled at my friend, "It's about time, she's had the biggest crush on you, since she came."

"Yeah, she told me," He smirked, as we turned the corner to where the lodging house was, finding my fiancee on the steps, "Hey Mr. Denton, how you doing?"

Bryan, smiled at my friend, as he stood to his feet, "Hey Bumlets, I am good," he took my hand, and looked back at my friend, "Can I borrow my fiancee, for a few minutes?"

"I suppose you could," Bumlets laughed, hurrying inside the building.

I turned to look at my fiance', since he hardly excused people, so we could talk alone, "What's going on?"

He laughed, pulling me into his arms, and kissing me, "I just missed you, haven't seen you for the last week, you know making sure everything is to my liking for the honeymoon."

I blushed as he talked about our wedding night, "Can we please not talk about that?"

"I forget how uncomfortable you get, when talking about our wedding night," He kissed my forehead, before letting go of me, "I need to get some work done, so I could get the time off, for after our wedding." He blew me a kiss, as he turned the corner.

I hurried over to Klopp, when I saw him carrying a couple bags of groceries, and grabbed one for him, "Klopp, I thought you usually brought Snipeshooter, to the store with you?" I followed him into the kitchen, and helped him stock the shelves.

"He's off with his brother, Pie Eater," Klopp answered, taking down a pot, and the shopping couldn't wait, "Brookly, she's got a cough, and I wanted to make her some soup."

"I'm going to miss your cooking," I sighed, taking a seat at the small table, which looked out onto the back alley.

"From what I hear, your soon to be husband, he's a great cook too," Klopp smiled, as he sat across from me, after throwing the chicken parts into the boiling water. He must had sensed my far off look, because he took a hold of my hand, "Everything alright, Belladonna?"

I shook my head, as I looked up at him, "I wish I had my mother her, she would be able to help me, with all the questions going on in my head."

"What question, perhaps I could help," He squeezed my hand, and smiled gently at me.

"Like how am I suppose act, during my wedding night, only thing I know is from what my brother told me," I answered, as I stood up to stir the soup, not wanting ,Klopp, to see my cheeks turn red, "His explanation."

"What did your brother have to say?" Klopp asled, trying not to laugh.

"Told me to wait, till I was twenty-one," I answered bitterly.

"Well he's your big brother, of course he would say that," Klopp, stood behind me, a he turned me to face him, "Listen to me, Bell."

I looked up at him, and nodded, "Alright."

"Just trust your husband, to help you through your first night, of being married," He gave my cheek a quick peck, and then smiled, "Mr. Denton, he is a gentlemen to the core, and he won't do anything that would hurt you alright. If will listen to you, to make sure your comfortable, he's not like the teenagers who live here. I am glad you came to me, instead of one of the other boys, who live here."

I wrapped my arms around Klopp, and thought how lucky I was to have someone, that was always willing to help me when I needed to.

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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, and the next chapter will be the 'Big Day', can't wait to post that one. I will have pictures of the dress she is going to be wearing, along with Friday, and Audrey's dress, on my profile. Please Read, & Review!