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Thanks to Spark, Blinks-Tiger, gosalyn, AngelicOne, and Stress.
Mondie- I love the Untouchables, it is such a great story! Please update!
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It is great to have such positive reviews in my inbox!! It is even better when they are coming from girls that write some of my favorite stories!!
On with the How Would You Feel if They Slept Outside your Door
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I told Jack and the rest of guys over pizza one Friday night. Oh, what about you are asking, about the Newsies duh. Of course, after laughing at my inability to not do school work and to not bring it up in every conversation, they decided to read my paper. (I was flattered that they would want to read it, even if it was just to read about Newsies. Then they got done.)
"You sound like a 40 year old college Professor."
"Thanks Jack. You're a sweetheart." You could not have missed the sarcasm.
"Any time doll face."
Doll face?? Where did that come from? Was he talking a 1920s gangster on purpose? Suddenly, my thoughts are interrupted, rudely, I might add but you could probably have guessed that it was rudely since I am surrounded by boys.
"Huh?"
"I said, 'Do you have anymore information?' All your paper says is that they sold newspapers, and had a highly supportive environment that enabled them to go on strike. Don't you have more interesting information?"
"Well, if you guys want more information then you should go out and find it your selves. I have already finished this paper and don't intend to do research just for the fun of it, for a long time."
I think that this is where I lost them. There is this kid named David, this is only the second time I have seen him over at my house, was given the task of finding more information. And find more information that kid did.
At their next gathering David stood up and gave a speech so loud that the entire house could him. The main facts are as follows: 1) the newsies all had nicknames so that they couldn't be traced from their former lives, 2) Most of them were orphans and or thieves, and 3) they all lived in a boarding house together. After this insightful presentation, the boys all decided to have an organizational meeting. It was in this fateful meeting that it was decided that they would all model their own group as much after the Newsies as possible.
The place selected for the boarding house and the person that was going to be leader were actually a closely related debate. In the end, however, (much to my misfortune) it was decided that as the place where the idea for the Newsies was first mentioned that my house should have the honor of hosting all of their gatherings. Since Jack was the person who brought it up and since the name came from a person (me) that couldn't be in the club and he was the closest relation, he would get credit for it. I objected strongly to this one until they explained that it just counted in his column for who got to be leader and that I was still credit for the name for all other purposes.
The only problem with this arrangement was that Luke, one of my personal favorites, wanted to be leader. There is no denying that both Luke and Jack have amazing leading abilities, however, Luke causes fear in the hearts of must people ( he just makes my heart flutter).This, along with the fact that he wanted to be a leader, made for a problem. The compromise in the end is that Luke would be a sort of second-in-command and occasionally the gatherings would be at his house.
I am sitting in on this meeting the entire time since the Living Room to our house is right outside my bedroom door. I have known most of these guys for at least five years and they are like more big brothers to me, so they are cool with my hanging out with them. By the way, just how many brothers can one girl handle?
Anyway, all of sudden, Luke shouts "Cowboy!?!"
All of the heads whip around to see what caused the outburst only to discover him laughing hysterically.
"Luke, what are you talking about?" said Anthony.
"Jack!" More puzzled looks. "David said that they had nicknames and Jack's should be Cowboy. Oh, because he was born in Santa Fe, duh."
"That is an awesome one, what do you think Jack?" said Matt.
Grinning like the shortsighted fool that he is Jack said, "Sure, but what about the rest of you?" I mean, even I could see that that was one nickname that wasn't going to be okay for long, especially for the area of the country that we live in.
And like that all of the boys were renamed. Luke became Spot, (I don't know why), Jonathon became Mush, Matt became Kid Blink, and Anthony became Racetrack. There was The Mouth (David), Skittery, Snitch, Boots, Dutchy, Crutchy, Swifty, Snitch, Bumlets, Snoddy, and Specs. And just like that my house changed to boarding house and all the given names I had taken great care to learn were replaced with very strange ones.
Thanks to Spark, Blinks-Tiger, gosalyn, AngelicOne, and Stress.
Mondie- I love the Untouchables, it is such a great story! Please update!
Gemini Kelly- The same goes to you!
It is great to have such positive reviews in my inbox!! It is even better when they are coming from girls that write some of my favorite stories!!
On with the How Would You Feel if They Slept Outside your Door
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I told Jack and the rest of guys over pizza one Friday night. Oh, what about you are asking, about the Newsies duh. Of course, after laughing at my inability to not do school work and to not bring it up in every conversation, they decided to read my paper. (I was flattered that they would want to read it, even if it was just to read about Newsies. Then they got done.)
"You sound like a 40 year old college Professor."
"Thanks Jack. You're a sweetheart." You could not have missed the sarcasm.
"Any time doll face."
Doll face?? Where did that come from? Was he talking a 1920s gangster on purpose? Suddenly, my thoughts are interrupted, rudely, I might add but you could probably have guessed that it was rudely since I am surrounded by boys.
"Huh?"
"I said, 'Do you have anymore information?' All your paper says is that they sold newspapers, and had a highly supportive environment that enabled them to go on strike. Don't you have more interesting information?"
"Well, if you guys want more information then you should go out and find it your selves. I have already finished this paper and don't intend to do research just for the fun of it, for a long time."
I think that this is where I lost them. There is this kid named David, this is only the second time I have seen him over at my house, was given the task of finding more information. And find more information that kid did.
At their next gathering David stood up and gave a speech so loud that the entire house could him. The main facts are as follows: 1) the newsies all had nicknames so that they couldn't be traced from their former lives, 2) Most of them were orphans and or thieves, and 3) they all lived in a boarding house together. After this insightful presentation, the boys all decided to have an organizational meeting. It was in this fateful meeting that it was decided that they would all model their own group as much after the Newsies as possible.
The place selected for the boarding house and the person that was going to be leader were actually a closely related debate. In the end, however, (much to my misfortune) it was decided that as the place where the idea for the Newsies was first mentioned that my house should have the honor of hosting all of their gatherings. Since Jack was the person who brought it up and since the name came from a person (me) that couldn't be in the club and he was the closest relation, he would get credit for it. I objected strongly to this one until they explained that it just counted in his column for who got to be leader and that I was still credit for the name for all other purposes.
The only problem with this arrangement was that Luke, one of my personal favorites, wanted to be leader. There is no denying that both Luke and Jack have amazing leading abilities, however, Luke causes fear in the hearts of must people ( he just makes my heart flutter).This, along with the fact that he wanted to be a leader, made for a problem. The compromise in the end is that Luke would be a sort of second-in-command and occasionally the gatherings would be at his house.
I am sitting in on this meeting the entire time since the Living Room to our house is right outside my bedroom door. I have known most of these guys for at least five years and they are like more big brothers to me, so they are cool with my hanging out with them. By the way, just how many brothers can one girl handle?
Anyway, all of sudden, Luke shouts "Cowboy!?!"
All of the heads whip around to see what caused the outburst only to discover him laughing hysterically.
"Luke, what are you talking about?" said Anthony.
"Jack!" More puzzled looks. "David said that they had nicknames and Jack's should be Cowboy. Oh, because he was born in Santa Fe, duh."
"That is an awesome one, what do you think Jack?" said Matt.
Grinning like the shortsighted fool that he is Jack said, "Sure, but what about the rest of you?" I mean, even I could see that that was one nickname that wasn't going to be okay for long, especially for the area of the country that we live in.
And like that all of the boys were renamed. Luke became Spot, (I don't know why), Jonathon became Mush, Matt became Kid Blink, and Anthony became Racetrack. There was The Mouth (David), Skittery, Snitch, Boots, Dutchy, Crutchy, Swifty, Snitch, Bumlets, Snoddy, and Specs. And just like that my house changed to boarding house and all the given names I had taken great care to learn were replaced with very strange ones.