I'm back from Disney now and I'm writing again.
Shout-Outs-
Gryffin- Yea, 2 in a week and then it takes forever to write more, don't you love me? Nick likes Sam Sinay, of all people! Yes! Spot has Smiley! Smiley is you!!!!!! Ok, I don't know if it's you, but hey fun to think about, you and Spot in Brooklyn together…
Lucky- Yes, we are soul sisters of music, hopefully, I have Disney songs in my head right now, so maybe not today.
Lys- Stop changing your damn name so mush! Anyway, yea Billy every where.
Now, too the chapter.
She grabbed the book and copied the words from her head before lying down and smiling softly as she fell into dreams.
Jack played a few rounds with the guys and had a few drinks, which would most likely lead to a hangover tomorrow, but what the hell? Tonite was too perfect to screw up.
"So Jack, ya get any action yet?" Jake asked.
"What's it ta youse guys if I get actions or nots?" he said hotly.
"He got some!" Crutchy exclaimed.
"Dat's great Jack! She's a real looker, ya need ta hold huh tight, lucky you," Bumlets said. "Who took me quarter?" As an argument erupted between Bumlets and Jake Jack ruminated on what he had said.
'Hold her tight, she's a real looker.'
'What if she finds someone else?'
"Not likely, she won't want anyone else.'
'How can you be sure?'
'I know these things ok?'
'She forgot to talk to Skittery.'
'What does he have to do with this?' Jack folded his hand and went up to see the rest of the guys.
Jack, Olivia, and Dave sold together the next day. Jack was getting highly annoying with his constant remarks to get some information out of him.
"Did you guys do anything? Come on Jack, I'm your best friend you call tell me!" Dave said while Olivia was off farther away selling.
"Dave, dis ain't none a ya business, so stop ya pryin'," Jack replied.
"Jack I gotta tell ya something," Dave whispered sadly.
"What?"
"I'm going back to school tomorrow and I can't sell with you guys anymore." Jack saw two sides to this statement. 1) He wouldn't be seeing his best friend that often anymore and 2) he would get a lot more alone time with Olivia. Hmmmmmm……….. Dilemma.
"Ya gotta come be still," Jack said after a moment. He was watching Olivia sell to some middle aged men in pea coats.
"Of course, but not as often," Dave answered as Olivia came running back to the boys after selling 3 more papers.
"Can I have some more?" she asked her eyes lit with happiness at selling, she looked like a child on Christmas morning. Jack barely saw anyone genuinely happy being a newsie; most of the guys did because there was nothing else to do.
"Shoah," he replied handing her another ten papers. She beamed and ran up to some younger girls around her age. She got into deeper conversation. Soon she brought them over to Jack and Dave.
"Jack, Dave, these are my friends," she said. Jack recognized Julie, but the other two he didn't know. "Julie, Amber, and Jessica." Dave looked at Jessica and put on his best smile, he knew her; she went to school with him.
"Hey Dave," she said in a low voice. Her hair was curly brown and her eyes were blue, and she was gorgeous in Dave's eyes.
"Hi Jessica," he replied.
"Jack, I think someone needs to leave her and Dave alone," Olivia whispered. Jack nodded. Olivia relayed the message to her friends.
"Um, Jessi we're going to go somewhere for a while just catch up after your done with Dave," Amber said. Jessica nodded and the girls and Jack left them on the sidewalk.
"You guys go ahead, we'll be along in a second," Olivia told Julie. The blond pulled the brunette towards a department store on the corner and Olivia tugged at Jack's hand. He followed her into an alley.
"Yea?" he said.
"Jack, what happened last night?" she asked.
"Let's see, we went ta ya house, played around wit the onlookahs, den kissed, did I leave anyt'ing out?"
"No, did it mean anything to you?" she preyed she was right, that her feelings would be returned and Jack would say what she wanted.
"Yea, it meant a lot," he answered. He didn't really want to share his feelings but she standing there holding both his hands and looking up at him with hopeful eyes. She seemed so young, she was young, only 15. She didn't know what the world could do to a person yet. Jack, for the first time in his life, wanted to actually know how to feel like that.
"Jack are you alright?" she asked, breaking his thought line.
"Yea, I'se fine," he answered as unsurely as he felt. Olivia knew he was lying, but he didn't look like he wanted to talk about it.
"Are you sure?"
"Yea, it's nuttin'" he was getting annoyed, but trying to hold his temper. Olivia smiled weakly but let it go. She knew that he didn't walk to talk, even though she figured he needed too.
"Come on they'll wonder where we are," Olivia said. She and Jack emerged from the alley to find Amber and Julie waiting.
"Well, what were you two doing?" they asked, eyebrows raised.
"Nothing you need to know about," Olivia snapped. Jack looked at her with a side-glance.
"She gets that way sometimes," Amber told him. Dave and Jessi appeared then smiling broadly at each other. "Oh goodness, there is too much love around here!" Olivia looked at Jack and his unemotional face. He turned to look at her and smiled. "Olivia, why are you selling papers?"
"Because I want to," she answered. Amber nodded.
"Girls, we have to leave now, tell Skittery that I said hello. O, and tomorrow's the funeral, please come," Julie said, pulling Jessi away from Dave and gesturing for Amber to follow.
"Good-bye girls," Olivia said. The three left and Dave said he had to leave and followed the other people.
"Do ya want ta sell more?" Jack asked.
"Yes, how many more do we have to sell?"
As the night was setting Jack stood out in the alley by the lodging house waiting for Spot. He was smoking a cigarette and reading a dime store novel about the west. Olivia watched him from her window. The dimly lit streetlight made him look like one of the spies she had seen on the cover of comic books.
Jack flicked the cigarette onto the ground when he heard movement down the street.
"Jacky-boy ya dare?" Spot asked into the darkness.
"Yea, I'se here," Jack answered. Spot came up to him and they stood there for a second.
"Yea dat Theryn guy ya talked bout, he's in Brooklyn, he's dat convict from da papah. Apparently he tried ta kill his wife and kid," Spot said. Jack was considering his words.
'Maybe she was telling the truth,' he thought.
'I told you' his conscious muttered. He waved this thought away.
"Tanks Spot, I owe ya," Jack said.
"How bout ya let me meet dis goil of yours?" he asked.
"Come by tomorrah and ya can," Jack answered. Spot nodded and then walked away. Jack lit up again and sat on the ground, leaning against the lodging house door.
Olivia watched from above and wondered what the boys were talking about.
"I don't understand," she whispered to herself. She didn't know what this 17-year-old almost but not quite a man that she was falling for. She didn't love him, but she was getting very close. She lay down on the bunk and looked out the window to the sky.
Every night I look to the sky
And ask myself why
She didn't bother with these words; they were already in her book. Her mind began to wonder and she felt her eyes get heavier with every new thought.
I really just copied and pasted so I have no idea what's written here, but whatever it was I hope you enjoyed it.
Bye!
Kristan
Current Tune- Someday my Prince Will Come – Snow White