Chapeter 3- Through Summer, winter, spring, and fall,

Disclaimer- Ok , ok, I don't own da newsies. (Thinks , huh! what does disney know!
I have an evil plan to kidnap them! hehehehehe.....)

The next morning, the newsies had just started to set off to work.
"Hey Blink! C'mon!" Race shouted. "Uh , you goes ahead! I'll catch up!"
Race shrugged and ran out with the others. Blink turned towards Diahan , still asleep, and sat on the edge of the bed.
After two minutes of blink staring at her, Diahan sat up in bed , still a little shocked by her surroundings.
"Good mornin to ya!" she said , recovering from her moement of shock.
"Good mornin" Diahan could tell it was something Blink wasn't used to hearing.
There was an awkward scilence. "So , are you da one who rescued me?" Diahan said , trying to make conversation.
"No , dat was Racetrack" There was another scilence and Diahan was getting a little uncomfortable about Blink staring at her chest.
"So , what happened to your eye?" Blink gave a brave look. "I lost it a while back when I rescued two kids from bein hit by a wagon."He lied , as if it was a great act.
"Funny , I thought you was boinded dat way." Said an unhappy voice from the door.

Race had just entered. Diahan looked from Race to blink then smiled.
"C'mon , kid, we's got woik ta do" Race said , sharply immitating Blink.
Blink stood up and covered his anger by walking out with his winning smile. "See ya lata , Diahan"
Race followed him out sourly.

At the paper selling, place, thingy...

"Finnaly you's two git heah!" Mush said. Race and Blink took there usual spots in line.
" what was da hold up? Gazin at de irish beauty again?" mush joked , seriously.
Blink smiled."Yeah , so whats it to ya?" "I tink she likes ya blink!"
"Yeah , i's soah she does." Race said sharply. The two newsies stared at race.
"Whassa matta wid you?" Mush asked , skeptically. Race didn't answer.

That day , Race and Blink didn't sell together, sit together, or even talk together.

"Hey , ya noticed somethin wrong wid Race?" Skittery asked specs as they entered the lodging house dormitory. "Yeah! Dey aint talkin er anythin!"
"I's c'n see why..." Skittery said pointing. Diahan had made all of the newsies beds and organized their possesions.
She was perfect. Perfect in every way. Or so it seemed..... dun , dun , dun...

Feel the rath of short chapters!!! Mwahahahaha!!!