And it Starts

**Disclaimer** I don't own 'Newsies' it belongs to Disney. Blah, blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah

"Where to first?" David asked.

"Well, first, clothes. I got a pair of pants, a shirt, and some glasses you can wear."

"I knew that was what you were going to say." David said as he followed Jack to his truck.

"If you want to be a raver, you gotta look like one."

"All right, bring out the clothes." David sighed as Jack opened the passenger door to his dark green truck. He pulled out a pair of 'Jncos', a red 'Silly Rabbit, Trix are for kids' shirt, and a pair of bright red glasses.

"Interesting...what are you wearing?" David asked as he took the clothes.

"I'm going to wear this shirt with this shirt over it and these pants."

The shirt he had on was a white long sleeved 'Quiksilver' shirt, the shirt going over it was a blue 'Pony' shirt, and the pants were khaki cargos with blue accents. David nodded and got into the car. Jack hopped in and started the ignition. He turned to David.

"You're going to have to change in the car. We're running a little late and I don't want to stop."

"All right" David said as he started to change, but he didn't realize that Jack didn't even want to stop at red lights either. Putting on his pants was either the hardest or funniest thing depending on who you were in the situation. At one turn David ended up on Jack's lap.

"David, I know we're close, but I had no idea of your feelings." Jack laughed.

"Oh shut up Kelly!"

When David was finally dressed he turned to jack and asked when they would be there.

"Around 8:30. Not too early, not too late."

"How much does it cost to get in?"

"A card."

"Huh?" David was thoroughly confused by this.

"Remember the card you got? Yea, that. They give them to just about everyone, but every now and then a fake is made and copied. That's why there's a bouncer."

"There's a BOUNCER!" David repeated incredulously.

"Yea of course. Every good race needs a bouncer. Plus, we're in luck because I know Spot's bouncer personally." Jack explained.

"David shook his head in disbelief. "What's his name?"

"Pie Eater. Well, that's his nickname as to his real name...I don't know. Don't worry, he's a nice guy."

"David slowly exhaled. He was beginning to think he was way in over his head. Jack made a sharp right and stopped.

"We're here."

David leaned forward and peered out of the windshield. All over were parked cars of a variety of make and model. On most of the cars there was a bumper sticker saying either 'PLUR' or 'No Sleep 'til Brooklyn'. Some were basically bumper stickers with a car attached. David whistled at the sight. Then he looked at the warehouse. Outside there were about twenty people trying to get in. David looked over at Jack.

"How are we supposed to get in? There's like twenty other people there!"

"Davey! You worry too much. Just leave it to me."

"That's like telling the Devil to go have fun." David shot back.

Jack grinned at the analogy. He pulled the car into a spot near ten yards away from the building.

"Close, but not too close." He said as he opened the door to get out. David followed his suit. They walked through the maze of cars up to the mob. Jack grabbed David and pushed his way to the front. David, unfortunately, was the one being hit for Jack's actions. Once at the door jack pulled David next to him and turned to the very large man in front of them.

"Pie Eater! How's it rollin'?"

an: this means what's up

"Really good. You wanna come in Kelly?"

"Yep, that would be nice."

Pie Eater nodded and let them through the ropes and to the door.