A/N: I'm sorry I took so long! No one was reviewing, so I thought no one
was interested. Read/Review, pple!
Mikey yawned and stretched her arms out in front of her. It was early morning, and very sunny. Which meant she had to wear a dress today.
**(a/n: she wears dresses on sunny days when people can see her feminity so she can use her charm. But on other days she wears clothes like a boy because in NYC girls can get hurt when it's dark out and no one can see…)**
She mumbled something intelligible to herself and sat up in her bunk under Jack's. She smiled at the memory of yesterday. Almost all the Newsies had remembered her from when she met them when she was a little ten-year-old. She was sixteen now, and they treated her very much the same, from what she could remember.
She had to wake early, before any one else, to change and take a bath. That was logical, since she didn't want anything like what happened yesterday with Davey.
Mikey blushed at the memory of him. She hadn't met him yesterday in the boarding house, meaning he probably had a family somewhere. Jack said he had a ten-year-old brother, though the kid looked seven. He'd also said something about a strike last year. A strike? He also said something about a guy named "Snyder". Snyder? Well, she'd heard that before. But when?…
She quickly got up to get ready. She was going to start work with her brother who she hadn't seen in six whole years. She should look good. Besides, his partner was Davey. She HAD to look good.
***
When Davey got to the newspaper selling …uh…place, he found himself face-to- face with the girl he'd barged into when she was dressing. She looked a little surprised at first, but gave him an able-to-melt-anything smile and winked.
He was about to say sorry, but he saw Jack grinning at them and knew that if Jack knew, he'd die.
He felt his face turn hot knowing Mikey was watching him. Dave turned around to face Jack.
"Is this your sister? She seems…nice," He said, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.
"You like her, dontchya? Ya do, I know ya do! Hah!" Jack grinned.
"No! I do NOT! C'mon let's jes' sell some papes, okay?" He said, knowing his ears were turning red.
"Suuuure, ya don't. Les' go. C'mon Les," Jack gestured towards the little kid who'd been happily talking to Mikey and showing her his sellin' skills.
"You're good!" She said, winking at Les and taking the papes Jack had bought for her.
***
A/N: I have slight writer's block. But don't worry. If I get reviews, you get more chapters! Review! You! Now!
P.S: If you want gossip on the story, or jus' wanna talk, my e-mail's
callie_black@yahoo.com. Thanks!
Mikey yawned and stretched her arms out in front of her. It was early morning, and very sunny. Which meant she had to wear a dress today.
**(a/n: she wears dresses on sunny days when people can see her feminity so she can use her charm. But on other days she wears clothes like a boy because in NYC girls can get hurt when it's dark out and no one can see…)**
She mumbled something intelligible to herself and sat up in her bunk under Jack's. She smiled at the memory of yesterday. Almost all the Newsies had remembered her from when she met them when she was a little ten-year-old. She was sixteen now, and they treated her very much the same, from what she could remember.
She had to wake early, before any one else, to change and take a bath. That was logical, since she didn't want anything like what happened yesterday with Davey.
Mikey blushed at the memory of him. She hadn't met him yesterday in the boarding house, meaning he probably had a family somewhere. Jack said he had a ten-year-old brother, though the kid looked seven. He'd also said something about a strike last year. A strike? He also said something about a guy named "Snyder". Snyder? Well, she'd heard that before. But when?…
She quickly got up to get ready. She was going to start work with her brother who she hadn't seen in six whole years. She should look good. Besides, his partner was Davey. She HAD to look good.
***
When Davey got to the newspaper selling …uh…place, he found himself face-to- face with the girl he'd barged into when she was dressing. She looked a little surprised at first, but gave him an able-to-melt-anything smile and winked.
He was about to say sorry, but he saw Jack grinning at them and knew that if Jack knew, he'd die.
He felt his face turn hot knowing Mikey was watching him. Dave turned around to face Jack.
"Is this your sister? She seems…nice," He said, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.
"You like her, dontchya? Ya do, I know ya do! Hah!" Jack grinned.
"No! I do NOT! C'mon let's jes' sell some papes, okay?" He said, knowing his ears were turning red.
"Suuuure, ya don't. Les' go. C'mon Les," Jack gestured towards the little kid who'd been happily talking to Mikey and showing her his sellin' skills.
"You're good!" She said, winking at Les and taking the papes Jack had bought for her.
***
A/N: I have slight writer's block. But don't worry. If I get reviews, you get more chapters! Review! You! Now!
P.S: If you want gossip on the story, or jus' wanna talk, my e-mail's
callie_black@yahoo.com. Thanks!