Another morning came around except I had barely slept all night I had fallen asleep a few times but only managing about an hour each time. In the end I decided to take my blanket and a pillow and went to sit on my window seat. It was now five o'clock and the sun was rising the yellow golden lights filling my room, the huge sun creeping around the numerous apartment buildings and theatres.

"Laura," I heard someone whisper,

I opened my window fully and looked down onto the street to see Race stood there waving up at me, I looked down at him a huge smile filling my face. He saw my smile and began to climb up the fire escape until we were face to face on either side of my window.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in shock quietly.

"Well I didn't see you yesterday thought you might be you know missing me?" he said leaning into kiss me.

Our lips touched softly,

"Of course I missed you." I said beaming.

We fell into a comfortable silence, until Race saw the dress crumpled on my bed, I had thrown it off as soon as I got home,

"What's that from?" he asked gesturing to it.

I sighed before telling him the whole story of last night,

"So you're dating Darcy huh?" he asked looking slightly awkward.

"According to my father and Darcy I am,"

I took his hand in mine rubbing it slightly,

"But according to me I'm dating you."

He smiled at me before our lips touched again.

When we broke apart I began pouring out more of the story, "The worst part of it all is that Katherine won't even talk to me she won't even let me into her room."

"Well she's probably upset about Jack." He said looking at the bottom of the window.

"What happened to Jack?" I asked, slightly scared of the answer.

"He got soaked pretty badly after the rally, the Delancies were hired by your father."

I looked down my face full of anger and guilt.

We fell into silence yet again,

"Race, what does this mean for us." I asked the reality coming clearer just as I thought it would.

"I don't know Laura, but it doesn't matter I still love you and you still love me, I don't care about getting soaked."

"But Race…." I began about to interrupt him until his lips smashed onto mine.

"This doesn't change anything." He swore looking deep in my eyes.

"Promise?" I said squeezing his hand.

"I promise."

Our lips touched yet again, both of us now safe and secure neither of us worried or scared both of us just kissing.

We talked, well whispered until the rest of the city began to wake up and Race had to go buy his papers. After we kissed goodbye I watched him run down my fire escape and down the street until he was out of sight. I then moved away from the window and began to get ready for the day.

It was about three hours later when I was sat in Andrew's room re-reading Pride and Prejudice when Mary came in saying someone was here to see me and was waiting in the library. I ran downstairs somewhere in the back of my mind believing that Race would be down there. I pulled the door open quickly to see the younger Delancey brother stood before me. I took a moment to correct myself before greeting him,

"Good morning…." Which one is he?

"Morris." He said nodding to me.

I smiled awkwardly not quite sure why he was stood here in my library.

"I saw you and Race this morning." He said as he paced around the library looking at the books.

I decided to cover it up not wanting to explain myself to him,

"I don't know what you're talking about." Pretending to be one of the snobby girls back at school and walking past him acting as if I couldn't care less, but I did care I wanted to know what the hell he was doing.

He walked closely behind me,

"I think you do."

I walked away from him again and sat at the large oak desk pretending to organise a set of pens and paper hoping he would get the hint and leave me alone. Sadly he didn't get the message and walked up to the front of the desk and pulled the piece of paper that I was pretending to write on off the desk and threw it to the other side of the room. I leaned back now slightly scared at his anger.

"You know it's true Laura."

I looked down at the desk refusing to make eye contact with him.

"You know I'm not gonna tell your father." His voice becoming softer.

"You're not, why?" I said looking up at the desk.

"I'm sick of beating newsies, I've got better things to do." His voice sounded like he was lying but I didn't mind the main thing was he wasn't going to see my father about me and Race the last thing I wanted was for Race to end up like Jack.

I stood up from the desk expecting him to leave but he remained standing there watching me, I didn't want to walk out of the room in fear he may still go to my father. So I decided to look around for a book I had been meaning to read for a while now, Little Women.

After scanning through the endless shelves of books I finally found it on the very top shelf. I looked around for the ladder but it was propped against a shelf across the other side of the library and I didn't want to encounter Morris again.

I strained my feet so I was leaning forward on my tip toes and stretched my hand as far as it could go without ripping my dress. I almost reach the spine of the book until a long arm reached out in front of mine and I stepped back to see Morris stood there the book in his hand his eyes looking almost angry staring into my own, I paused for a minute studying him it was almost as if he was angry at himself for being kind, his eyes grew darker so I grabbed the book quickly.

He then turned away from me and walked out of the library slamming the door shut behind him. I stood there confused at his behaviour, I then walked over to the window that looked out onto the street and saw him walking away running a hand through his hair his bowler hat scrunched up in his fist his face full of anger.