Disclaimer—I don't own Newsies, nor any other Media references I may make.
I am not profiting at all from this story.
A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Strawberri Shake- David isn't clueless in the 'I love Jack' area, he knows it and is ashamed because Jack hurt his sister. And dress rehearsals are fun to write about, considering that I don't have any. I'm not making much sense. I think I'll stop.
Coin: Spot and his mommy LOVE each other. Forever and ever!
Fir3CatL0v3r: yum! Lollypop! Thanks!
(Friday)
Itey's PoV
Mountie and I were waiting for the bus this morning when she asked me:
"Itey, do you have any friends other that Bumlets and I?"
I looked at her. "Yeah. Racetrack, but I don't know where he's been the last few days."
"Racetrack who?" she looked interested.
The bus came and we got on.
"Racetrack Higgins. Actually, his name is Anthony."
"Oh," Mountie looked confused, 'and you don't know where he is?"
"He's usually the one who drives me, but he had some family stuff to do. Brunch or something. I figure his dad's become a 'family man' because he wasn't before." It sounded suspicious to me now that I'd said it aloud.
"He hasn't called you?" Mountie stumbled a bit as the bus stopped.
I shook my head.
"How long has he been gone?" she frowned and raised her eyebrows.
"Since last Friday." I was starting to fee a little worried myself. Where was Racetrack?
She looked at me, more concerned now than confused now.
"I—I don't know where he is!"
Kid Blink's PoV
I locked the door to our room on the way out. Swifty was still in bed, his shift at the grocery store didn't start until ten.
I walked down the street to the subway, my new daily routine since I lived so far from my actual school district now.
The subway car jerked as it stopped and started. It passed Grand Central Station where people were rushing to their next ride, dressed in business suits and carrying heavy suitcases. They looked tired, even though most of them were clutching coffee cups or thermoses. How come people always looked so miserable? They chose their living, didn't they? Wouldn't they choose something they liked doing? And then it hit me, what if you worked because you had to? Just like I had to set up lights if I wanted to board above Horizontal. Suddenly I had a new understanding for these people.
The production of Romeo and Juliet was going to be presented in three weeks time. I knew my lines, but most of the main characters didn't. They have a lot of them. You could tell Miss Larkson was getting a little annoyed with our Juliet, Spring. Especially yesterday at rehearsal.
"OK, let's move onto act 3, scene 2 people!" Miss Larson shouted from where she was sitting in the auditorium.
Spring and Piper took their spots on stage.
"Whenever you're ready girls."
Spring cleared her throat. "Gallop apace, you firery-footed steeds, towards Phoebus' lodging! Such a wagoner, As Phaëton would whip you to the West and in cloudy night, That runaway eyes may wink, and Romeo. Leap to these arms—uh—untalked of and—um—"
"Unseen!" hissed the prompter.
"Amanda Springfield! Have you not yet learned your lines?"
Spring looked up and provided muttered apologies.
"I need you to learn your lines! How would it look if our Juliet is the only one who doesn't know what she's saying."
"In my defence, Miss Larkson, I don't understand why it takes twenty lines for Juliet to express how much she wants night to come."
Miss Larkson gave up on act 3, scene 2, and sent Spring backstage to learn her lines.
As Gregory, I don't have a lot of speaking lines in the second half of the show, seeing as my main part is in the first scene.
Mush looks really good as the prince, I discovered yesterday at dress rehearsal. He's all musketeer-like, as though he's going to rescue a princess from a tower. Maybe it'll be me.
Thinking of Mush as the prince makes me blush on the spot. A lady across the way from me smiles.
By the time it's my stop the subway is packed with rush hour travellers. I fight my way through the crowd and run up the stairs.
Outside it is much brighter then it was underground and I catch sight of Boots on his way to class. I meet up with him and we walk to school
Swifty kissed him the other day, but Boots doesn't mention this. He hardly talks about Swifty anymore at all, except to ask how he is, and I always answer 'fine'.
Yesterday Boots looked tired, then today he looks flat out exhausted. I know he's probably struggling to understand what happened between Swifty and him the other day. I wonder how they study together if Boots can't even concentrate by himself.
When we reach the school we split up and I look for Mush by his locker. He gives me a hug and I kiss him on the cheek.
A teacher who is passing glares at us, and Mush bursts out laughing when he gets out of hearing range.
"Friggn' homophobe," I mutter.
Mush just laces his fingers into mine, smiles, and says he'll meet me at lunch. He gives me a quick kiss on the lips before heading for class.
A/n: wow is Spring stupid! She can't remember her lines! That's too bad for the rest of the cast. And Itey's on the search for Race. Will he find him? R&R!
A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Strawberri Shake- David isn't clueless in the 'I love Jack' area, he knows it and is ashamed because Jack hurt his sister. And dress rehearsals are fun to write about, considering that I don't have any. I'm not making much sense. I think I'll stop.
Coin: Spot and his mommy LOVE each other. Forever and ever!
Fir3CatL0v3r: yum! Lollypop! Thanks!
(Friday)
Itey's PoV
Mountie and I were waiting for the bus this morning when she asked me:
"Itey, do you have any friends other that Bumlets and I?"
I looked at her. "Yeah. Racetrack, but I don't know where he's been the last few days."
"Racetrack who?" she looked interested.
The bus came and we got on.
"Racetrack Higgins. Actually, his name is Anthony."
"Oh," Mountie looked confused, 'and you don't know where he is?"
"He's usually the one who drives me, but he had some family stuff to do. Brunch or something. I figure his dad's become a 'family man' because he wasn't before." It sounded suspicious to me now that I'd said it aloud.
"He hasn't called you?" Mountie stumbled a bit as the bus stopped.
I shook my head.
"How long has he been gone?" she frowned and raised her eyebrows.
"Since last Friday." I was starting to fee a little worried myself. Where was Racetrack?
She looked at me, more concerned now than confused now.
"I—I don't know where he is!"
Kid Blink's PoV
I locked the door to our room on the way out. Swifty was still in bed, his shift at the grocery store didn't start until ten.
I walked down the street to the subway, my new daily routine since I lived so far from my actual school district now.
The subway car jerked as it stopped and started. It passed Grand Central Station where people were rushing to their next ride, dressed in business suits and carrying heavy suitcases. They looked tired, even though most of them were clutching coffee cups or thermoses. How come people always looked so miserable? They chose their living, didn't they? Wouldn't they choose something they liked doing? And then it hit me, what if you worked because you had to? Just like I had to set up lights if I wanted to board above Horizontal. Suddenly I had a new understanding for these people.
The production of Romeo and Juliet was going to be presented in three weeks time. I knew my lines, but most of the main characters didn't. They have a lot of them. You could tell Miss Larkson was getting a little annoyed with our Juliet, Spring. Especially yesterday at rehearsal.
"OK, let's move onto act 3, scene 2 people!" Miss Larson shouted from where she was sitting in the auditorium.
Spring and Piper took their spots on stage.
"Whenever you're ready girls."
Spring cleared her throat. "Gallop apace, you firery-footed steeds, towards Phoebus' lodging! Such a wagoner, As Phaëton would whip you to the West and in cloudy night, That runaway eyes may wink, and Romeo. Leap to these arms—uh—untalked of and—um—"
"Unseen!" hissed the prompter.
"Amanda Springfield! Have you not yet learned your lines?"
Spring looked up and provided muttered apologies.
"I need you to learn your lines! How would it look if our Juliet is the only one who doesn't know what she's saying."
"In my defence, Miss Larkson, I don't understand why it takes twenty lines for Juliet to express how much she wants night to come."
Miss Larkson gave up on act 3, scene 2, and sent Spring backstage to learn her lines.
As Gregory, I don't have a lot of speaking lines in the second half of the show, seeing as my main part is in the first scene.
Mush looks really good as the prince, I discovered yesterday at dress rehearsal. He's all musketeer-like, as though he's going to rescue a princess from a tower. Maybe it'll be me.
Thinking of Mush as the prince makes me blush on the spot. A lady across the way from me smiles.
By the time it's my stop the subway is packed with rush hour travellers. I fight my way through the crowd and run up the stairs.
Outside it is much brighter then it was underground and I catch sight of Boots on his way to class. I meet up with him and we walk to school
Swifty kissed him the other day, but Boots doesn't mention this. He hardly talks about Swifty anymore at all, except to ask how he is, and I always answer 'fine'.
Yesterday Boots looked tired, then today he looks flat out exhausted. I know he's probably struggling to understand what happened between Swifty and him the other day. I wonder how they study together if Boots can't even concentrate by himself.
When we reach the school we split up and I look for Mush by his locker. He gives me a hug and I kiss him on the cheek.
A teacher who is passing glares at us, and Mush bursts out laughing when he gets out of hearing range.
"Friggn' homophobe," I mutter.
Mush just laces his fingers into mine, smiles, and says he'll meet me at lunch. He gives me a quick kiss on the lips before heading for class.
A/n: wow is Spring stupid! She can't remember her lines! That's too bad for the rest of the cast. And Itey's on the search for Race. Will he find him? R&R!
