Hey everyone! Well, don't expect another update anytime soon. :::notices sad faces::: I'm sorry I'm camping for the weekend where I won't have access to running water much less a computer with internet capabilities!

Hey Liriana! :::throws her a spoon::: if ya can find Rae Kelly you can have some ice cream, but she might be south of the border by now! Or lying dead in a ditch by the ice cream bandit. :::sighs::: in any case THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: :::robot voice::: I don't own newsies….I am just a poor girl with no money and no life so she writes fanfiction…if you really want money I'd find some way to sue Bill Gates or Michael Jordan or some other rich person that would have money to give you!

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The poker game was intense. The money pot had grown exceptionally large; most of it being what Race had earned at the track. It was down to two people. Race and Prank, it always seemed like they were the last two people in the game. The other newsies watched it intently. Waiting in anticipation on who the winner would be. The both had on poker faces. Even though Race was more known for winning poker. Prank was known for distracting people at the table. The poker faces were on full tonight while the money pot grew higher and higher. Prank looked at Race; he seemed too concentrated in his cards to hear anything besides the bet.

"How you doing Race?" She asked, hoping to distract him and in turn, be able to read his face.

"Fine," he said tonelessly, not even looking up. Prank made her bet.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"Nothin,'" he said, adding his money to the pot.

"When I lived in California, I was a hooker," she stated, trying to distract him.

"Dat's nice," he said in the same toneless voice and added his money.

"I'm leaving you for a guy named Spike," she attempted again, adding her money.

Race continued on tonelessly, "Ok," then added his money, very much aware of what she was trying to do.

"I'm thinking of cheating on you with Spot," she tried, adding her money.

Race added his money, "Alright," he said tonelessly.

The other newsies thought that nothing could make Prankster crack Race. She decided to try one more, if it didn't work, then she would have to fold.

"I'm pregnant with your child." She announced.

The next sound that was heard was the thud made by Racetrack as he slipped out of his chair. The other newsies held their mouths shut to keep from bursting, others didn't even bother and were on the ground laughing.

"WHAT?" Race panicked, completely forgetting his surroundings for a second. Then he realized what she was doing and put his guard back up and added his money.

But that slip was enough for Prank to see. "You're bluffing," she scoffed. "I call you." She added the coin to the pot.

Racetrack laid down his cards, revealing that he had four nine's.

"Nice hand," Prank commented, "Still doesn't beat a straight," she laid down her cards. She grabbed the money in the pot.

"Now that," she said, "was fun." She then leaned down and whispered in Race's ear.

"Meet me on the roof in ten minutes."

Not waiting for an answer Prank stood up and said her goodnights to everybody then left the room.

Race found Prank on the roof. She had a lantern, so there was a little light. She also had a sack that Race recognized as the money he just lost.

"Wha's dis?" he asked. Prank turned to face him, she held out her hand; he took it and walked closer to her.

"This," she said, "is a chance to get your money back."

"What, ya won't jist give it?" he asked.

Prank rolled her eyes, "Race, I know you, you would never let me do that."

"You'se right,"

"Anyway," she walked to the lantern and picked up a pack of cards. "The game is simple, pick a card, if your card is higher then mine, you get the money."

"And if your's is higher den mine?" he asked.

Prank shrugged. "I keep the money."

"Alright." Race agreed. "Ace's high?" he asked.

"Isn't it always?"

Race smiled and picked a card from the deck. He waited for Prank to pick her card; they leaned closer to the lantern to use its light and turned their cards over. After looking at their cards they started laughing.

"So, wacha gonna do 'bout a tie?" Race asked. Placing his 6 of diamonds next to Pranks 6 of spades.

"We split it then." She picked up the bag, evenly distributing the money.

"You'se don' have ta do dis ya know?" he said to her.

"I know," Prank replied, her head looking down, focusing on the task of splitting the money.

"Den why'se are ya?" he asked, generally curious.

"Because," she lifted her head to look at him, "this afternoon I saw a man who won big. I saw how excited he was, he acted like a child when he learned he won, he was gittish, fun, and most of all adorable," she smiled at this and then continued, "and I decided that I would never do anything to hurt him." She finished.

Race was shocked. He was never used to anybody caring about his feelings like that. He leaned and gave Prank a soft kiss, he then pulled away.

"What was that for?" Prank asked surprised.

"What?" he said, "I'se need an excuse for kissin' me goil now." He smiled.

Prank returned the smile, "No," she handed him his money, "here you go."

She then grabbed the lantern and started walking to the entrance. Race followed her. At the entrance she kissed Race goodnight then headed to her room. While Race went to his room.

Prank entered her room to find three girls staring at her.

"What?" she asked, stepping towards her bed.

"Where did you disappear off to?" Smarts asked.

Prank just smiled and climbed into bed.

"She doesn't kiss and tell," Ramble explained.

"So," Marbles piped in, changing the subject, "how's San Fran?"

Smarts sighed, "Not so good."

"Why?" Ramble asked concerned.

"After Prank left us leaderless, Bane took over."

The caught Pranks interest, she sat up in her bed and began talking to Smarts who was right above her.

"Bane can barely take care of himself, what makes him think he can be a leader?" she asked angrily.

Smarts looked in her bed with down cast eyes. "That's why we left, Bane was horrible to us. He was mean to Mute because he was black, mean to me because I was a girl, but worse to Sparks because he's younger."

Prank growled, anger flashed through her eyes.

"The gang eventually broke up, but most of us had no where to go." Smarts looked up to Prank.

"We got your letter about how happy you were in New York, so we grabbed our savings and took the first train over." Smarts smiled.

"Well, I'm glad you're here," Ramble spoke up. "We need more girls around here."

Marbles then yawned. "I'm about to pass out, I suggest we go to bed."

Agreements are heard throughout the room and it wasn't long before the four friends were asleep.

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Well, tis the end of this chapter! Liked it? Loved it? Think I should lock myself in a cage and have yoda come after me? (sorry, I just saw 'Attack of the Clones' today, which go see it by the way…twas very good) I like all reviews so please do! Anyway, I must leave to go to the wonders of French homework! ::Grumbles::: Bye! :::Waves:::