READ: Wow, 2 chapters in one day. Well that's only because I haven't posted in months, and also because the last chapter was gonna be longer but I decided to break it up into 2. I hope all who have been reading keep reading and those who are new enjoy it as well.

Medda's dressing room was like stepping into a giant closet. Girls in corsets and short skirts ran around fixing makeup or doing their hair. Each with the long legs of a chorus line dancer.

I think I've found tonights entertainment, Emerald though to herself.

"Emerald your safe!"

Emerald looked up as Raven bolted toward her.

"Raven!"

They both hugged.

"My goodness you look stunning," Emerald exclaimed.

She wore a light blue, medium length, corset dress with a ruffled skirt. It contrasted nicely with her dark features.

"Thanks," she beamed, "Medda usually helps all de goils get dolled up for dese big parties."

"And now it's you turn," Medda stepped in, "Raven what do you think?"

They both stepped back and scrutinized Emerald. She blushed, not particularly liking the spot light. And she hasn't worn a dress in Lord knows how long.

"Hair?"

"Curled."

"Make-up?"

"Light, mascara only."

"Dress?"

Both woman paused and then smiled,

"Green," they answered simutaniously.

Emerald smirked at this.

They got to work.

Emerald turned towards the mirror surprised at what she saw.

Blond curls fell softly down her back. Her eyes popped against her dark lashes, and a natural blush filled her cheeks.

However, the most amazing thing was the dress. It was of silkish material and hugged her body in the best ways. It flowed straight down passed her feet and a slit ran up to the middle of her thigh. It was v-cut, but still left room for imagination. The thick straps fell nicely off her shoulders. And of course the color matched her eyes.

Emerald was speechless.

"We figured the corset look was too used, simple elegance seemed best. And we used a little concealer to cover your black eye," Medda said admiring her work.

"Youse look so great," Raven said bouncing up and down.

Emerald smiled, "Thank you," she breathed.

"Of course. Now who's da lucky admirer dat gets to see you?"

Emerald frowned as Spot's named flashed in her head.

True he had saved her, but that didn't change the fact that they were nothing alike and he only seemed to use women for his own pleasures. She didn't wanna just be his next plaything.

But he is soo enticing.

Emerald shook her head, even though deep down she couldn't wait to see his reaction.

"Well the shows about to start you two betta get out there," Medda stated.

Emerald gratefully hugged her and a small window of trust opened.

Raven grabbed her hand and they left.

Upon turning the corner, Emerald could see the familiar faces in the distance.

They had pushed two small round tables together. Jack, Spot, Race and Davey sat at one while Mush, Blink and Boots sat at the other.

They all looked like they were enjoying themselves.

Raven trotted ahead and announced to the tables,

"Hey fellas, ya gonna wanna see dis." She motioned towards Emerald.

They funniest reaction was probably Race when his cigar fell from his mouth.

Jack stood up, amusement playing on his lips.

Spot who was facing the other direction turned wondering what the big deal was, but then he saw her.

For once Emerald saw the Brooklyn leader completely caught off guard. She was going to remember this moment.

"Ya gonna catch flies if youse keep ya mouth open like dat." Emerald joked, "Jeez, it's like ya never seen a goil before."

She and Raven pulled up two more chairs. She sat between Jack and Spot.

"Damn Em, you clean up nice." Race finally said.

Everyone started laughing

"Uhhh thanks Race, I think."

Blink chuckled and Mush winked at her.

Jack leaned in, "You really do look amazing," he said softly so that only she could hear.

Her eyes lit up and she gave him a genuine smile.

Then she turned, "What, the King of New York is speechless?"

Spot looked at her and swallowed. He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it again frowning.

Lucky for him that was when the lights dimmed and the stage lit up.

Newsies howled as Medda and the dancers came out.

Race, Blink, Mush and Boots quickly got up and ran to the stage, dragging Davey behind them

Jack laughed, but Spot remained silent. His eyes continuously glancing at Emerald.

The newsies sang along with Medda.

Eventually Raven grabbed Jack and pulled him up to dance, he gladly accepted.

Spot and Emerald were left alone at the table.

"Well Gem, ya may not be able to sell papes, but at least you can dress," Spot said.

Ahhh, it seems he found his voice.

"I wish I could say da same for you," Emerald retorted.

"What I tell you bout dat mouth of yours?"

Emerald rolled her eyes, and stood up. She couldn't deal with Spot at the moment. She left to go explore the theatre.

Spot tossed back his drink and watched her leave. Silently he cursed himself.

Emerald walked back near the dressing rooms where it was much quieter. She gazed at the oil paintings on the wall not really focusing on anything.

She heard someone approaching. An unfamiliar newsies turned the corner. She was walking past him, but to her surprise he stopped her.

"Heya sweets, wanna dance?" His words slurred out.

He was drunk.

Emerald shoved him away but he persisted. He pushed against her, the smell of whiskey on his breath.

Emerald gagged, her back to the wall. She again tried to move him but he was dead weight.

"Come on," he cooed

"Get outta here," She snapped.

He posed no threat, but was as sure as hell annoying.

"Hey," a voice rang, "I believe da lady said no."

It was Spot.

He came over and easily moved the man off Emerald. He dragged him to a nearby bench where he passed out, a drunk smile on his face.

"That's gonna hurt in da morning," Emerald whispered.

Spot walked up to her, "Now how many times do I have ta save ya dis week? It's getting quite annoyin." He said attempting to hide his smirk.

They looked at each other without saying a word, and then Spot's face got serious.

All of a sudden Spot grabbed her hand and quickly pulled her into the nearest dressing room. Kicking the door closed behind him.

Her pushed her against the wall, then leaned back for a second. His piercing eyes boring into her.

Emerald's breathing hitched.

Spot smiled, "You really do look beautiful."

And with that his lips found hers.

The kiss got more intense. Spot's tongue found its way in and both theirs rolled around together playfully.

Spot pulled back and Emerald gasped for air. Her knees went weak and the only thing keeping her standing was Spot's body.

He leaned over and his tongue ran up her neck. Hip nipped gently at her ear.

Goose bumps covered her skin.

Finally she found feeling in her muscles and her hands moved around his neck as her fingers ran through his hair.

She pulled gently at his hair exposing his neck.

She kissed it, and sucked softly down his collar bone.

She could feel him smile.

His hands moved down her waist and over her butt.

He grabbed one of her thighs and hiked it up. She wrapped it around his waist.

Again their mouths connected, his was soft and warm as he tugged at her lower lip.

He pulled away and rested his forehead against hers. Their breathing was heavy.

She looked into his eyes; she could stare at them forever.

He smiled, radiating confidence and once again kissed her fiercly.

His hand ran up her bare thigh, but froze.

Someone was at the door...

turning the handle...

and walking in.

They looked at each other, eyes wide.

It was Jack.


Sorry if Emerald is too much of a Mary-Jane character in this chapter, I try to avoid that as much as possible, but I wanted to make her actually look good so she would get noticed more.

Please review, and tell me what you think, and what would be good to add.