Sprints was sitting, well, more like lying, on the roof of the Lodging House. She was trying to clear her thoughts, so they weren't so angry.

"Hey Sprints," she heard the voice of Jack Kelly say from behind her, "Mind if I join ya?"

"Yes," she muttered out, knowing he was going to sit down next to her anyway. That's just how Jack was.

"What'd ya brothers say dat made ya want ta leave like dat?" he asked her as she, unknowingly, glared up at the starry night sky.

"My oldest brudder wanted me ta move in witt'im, said that da noosies were a bad influence on me." She muttered angrily.

"What'd you say?" he asked her.

"No, of coise," she pushed herself up onto her elbows staring at him like he was crazy.

"Why don't you get along wit' ya brudders?" he asked glancing over at her, wondering how her hat managed to stay on her head despite the fact that she had been lying down.

"Do you want da shoit answa, or da whole back story?" she asked him with a deep sigh.

"Does da back story include ya past?" he asked. Sprints sighed and gave a nod. "Back story than," he told her, even though he knew she really didn't want to.

She sighed, "Do ya know who Joshua Richardson was?" she asked him softly.

"He was dat major writa for The Journal that died near-ten years ago, right?" Sprints nodded.

"He was me fadda'," Jack looked over at her, eyes wide. "I was da youngest 'a' four, three years from da youngest, nine years from da oldest, and always excluded from deir games and da like.

"When I was nine and a half me mudder and fadder went on a trip ta Europe. Da boat dey were on sank right before dey reached da harbor in Brooklyn. My brudders and I were left orphaned and before da nuns came to take us ta da local orphanage my oldest brudder, Bruno, disappeared. About t'ree months lata, afta we had evaded da nuns enough for dem ta give up looking for us, Abram disappeared. It wasn't until da winter dat Clarence left me ta fend for meself.

"I did alright for da first few weeks, but one day I was cornered by some uppa-class boys who were lookin' for some fun, and when I refused to help dem dey started poundin' on me. By da time dey left my clothes were shredded, every bare surface of my skin was bloodied and bruised, and I was so cold my face was startin' ta turn blue from da chill.

"Dat's when Checkas found me and brought me back to da Lodging House." She finished. "You oughtta know da rest from dere." She muttered trailing off into thought. "Speakin' 'a' da Lodgin' House," Sprints turned to Jack, "Why are ya even here? I told ya I wanted ta be alone." She was now upset.

"Aren't ya glad I came now, though, you've calmed down considerably." He remarked trying to save himself an explanation.

He should've known, though, that Sprints wouldn't let him get away with it. She gave him a stern look, and Jack sighed, "I wanted ta make sure ya got back alright." He told her.

"Why," She raised an eyebrow at him, "Ya neva did before."

"Dat was before d–"

Sprints eyebrows rose in realization, "Before ya knew I was a goil." She turned to him, "How long have ya known?"

"What?" Jack asked her, confused, as he stopped and turned to face her.

"Dat I was a goil, how long have ya known?" she asked turning away from him. She had sat up now, and had pulled her knees to her chest, her back now to him.

Jack sighed and looked down, "Since ya came back to da Lodgin' House right before curfew and got into a fight wit' Race," he told her.

She looked back at him, her face was in a glare, her eyes flashing with astonishment, anger, and hurt. "Why?" She snapped turning to look at him again, "Why didn't ya tell me yoo knew?"

"I didn't know how ta," he muttered.

She snorted, "But ya know how ta fight off me bad guys, don't ya?" she sneered.

"No," Jack snapped indignantly.

"You're a terrible liar when ya heart's not in it. You know dat, Kelly?" she remarked with a slight twinge of sadness in her voice as she stood and began to head towards the door that led back into the Lodging House.

"Alright, so, yeah, I worry about ya walkin' down da streets 'a' Manhattan at night," Jack grabbed Sprints by the crook of her arm to stop her from going any further, "Is dat so wrong?" he snapped.

"Yeah," she snapped in reply, "It is, because up until ya found out I was a goil ya didn't care! I don't like bein' treated like I'm some piece 'a' glass, Kelly!"

"Well, maybe if ya had told somebody you'se was a goil, instead 'a' hidin' it, den I wouldn't be treating ya so differently!" he yelled in protest.

"No, ya wouldn't, I'd just be used to it, and it's exactly why I didn't tell anybody!" She screamed before storming towards the door.

"I'm not done talking ta yoo," Jack snapped pulling Sprints back to him. His tug was a little harder than he had meant for it to be, and the momentum had Sprints crashing into his chest. Her cap finally fell off revealing auburn waves that fell to her shoulders. She went to pull herself away but he held her there.

"Let me go, Kelly!" She shrieked pounding her fists against his chest. She looked up at him angrily, her large doe eyes meeting his blue ones, and Jack studied her features.

Her round face was accented by round, brown, doe eyes, a nose that turned up at the tip with a splatter of freckles around the bridge of her nose. She had high cheekbones and soft pink Cupid's bow lips that were slightly chapped.

He met her eyes once more studying the sorrow fueled anger that was there, before enacting on a strange feeling that came over him.

Sprints eyes grew wide when she felt Jack Kelly's lips slam against hers. She was too stunned to kiss back and when he pulled away from her she slapped him across the face in reflex.

Jack brought a hand up to his face and stared at her in astonishment. Sprints brought her hands to her mouth in shock. "I'm sorry," She whispered, "I- it was a reflex."

"Do you wanna try again?" Jack smirked.

Sprints face fell to a very somber, serious one. "If ya think ya gonna be able ta get me like one 'a' ya odder flings, and treat me like I'm anodder floo–" Jack's lips pressed against hers once more with just a little less pressure, cutting her off.

He pulled away and looked down at her frame that was three inches shorter than him, "I- I really do wanna try ta have somethin' with ya, Sprints."

"Anna," she whispered.

"I'm sorry?" Jack remarked confused.

"My name," she muttered looking down at her scuffed up boots, wringing her hands, "It's Anna."

Jack nodded mulling over the name, "You've always been dere for me." He continued to speak, "If dere was any time I needed encouragement or someone ta rant to, or, well, everyt'ing in between, yoo were always dere. So, I trooly doo wanna try dis, Spri- Anna," he gestured between them, "If only ta see if what I've started ta feel since I first saw ya curls is what I t'ink it is."

Anna looked up at him, studying him to see if he was telling the truth or just trying to get into her pants because she was a girl. Deciding he was being truthful, she nodded. He grinned boyishly and kissed her again. Only this time, she responded.

A/N: So, there it is ladies and gentlemen! My first Newsies fanfiction has been finished. I hope you enjoyed it.

I'll admit, I did have another chapter written to go after this, but I'm now planning on using it as the beginning of the sequel to this. I've got a pretty good idea on what the next one's going to be about, and I'm thinking there's going to be a lot of Brooklyn involved.

Again, I hope you enjoyed this story and I hope you follow me so you know when the sequel comes out. Right now I'm working on a Lost Boys Fanfiction. If any of you know what The Lost Boys is, you should go check it out. For those of you who don't know what The Lost Boys is, it's an '80s vampire movie that was a horror movie at the time, but now, if you're looking for a laugh & a story that uses the true lore for vampires (not that stupid Twilight-shit), then you should go check it out. I'm telling you this, because as a result of this, it might be a little while before the sequel to this story.

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