Author's note: This is for Rae, some Rae And Spot time. Plus Some stuff for Stress.
"Hey Jay," yelled Rae "Ya feelin betta?"
Juliet grimaced and shook her head.
"Well, I was," she replied laughing in spite of herself.
Juliet walked up to the group that sat on the front steps of the Factory and smiled.
"So? What's goin on?" she asked.
Writer and Aki smiled up at their leader.
"We was jus about ta git some suppa," exclaimed Aki "Ya want sumptin?"
Juliet smiled and nodded following the two girls.
"Sometimes I worry about her," said Rae sighing.
Spot wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her temple.
"Don't worry about Jay," he whispered "She's one of da bravest goils I know."
Rae smiled at him.
"Whose the bravest?" she asked.
Spot smiled.
"Stress, duh!" he replied.
Rae laughed and punched him in the arm.
"Ow! Dat hoit!" he yelled "Why ya always gotta hit me?"
"Aww Conlon," she teased "Did I hoit ya?"
The couple sat on the steps as the City started to wind down. Rae smiled as the memories started to come.
"'Ey Rae," whispered Spot "Rae! Come ta ya winda!"
Being friend with Trinket had brought Rae and Stress into the world of the Newsies. They spent a good amount of their time sneaking out of the Lodging House to hang out with the Newsies at Medda's or going over the bridge for a poker game.
"Conlon!" hissed Rae "What da hell are ya doin here?"
"Come down 'ere" he replied "I gotta ask ya sumptin!"
"Can't it wait till morning?"
"Dammit Rae!"
"I'm coming," Rae Laughed.
That was the way their relationship wen't, ever since the day they met Rae and Spot had teased each other unmercifully. Ignoring completely how well their nearly identically headstrong personality complimented each other.
"Well?" she said.
"Well, I was wondrin…" Spot stammered.
"You was wondrin?"
"God, Rae, Why ya gotta make dis so hard?"
"I'm tired Conlon, ask me already!" she hissed her voice getting increasingly agitated.
"Would ya be mah goil?" he muttered.
"What?"
"Would you be my girl?" he said again.
Rae smiled.
"Yes."
Stress sighed heavily and looked behind her again. For some reason, she couldn't shake this feeling that she was being followed.
"I don't need dis right now," she whispered.
Blue smiled when he saw her.
"Stress!" he yelled running to her.
He noticed how scared she looked.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Blue, I tink someones following me," she replied.
It wouldn't surprise her if someone was, she thought. Juliet was nearly attacked the other night, Rae and her were next in line. Blue smiled reassuringly and tucked her arm in his.
"Don't worry, Miss Lynch." He exclaimed "I shal'l be honored to walk you home."
Stress laughed at the tone of his voice.
"Why mister Jenkins, you have mah most sincerest gratitude." She replied…………
Was someone following Stress? Will I ever write in the rest of the characters? Stay tuned sports fans.
Carryin Da Banner,
Revolution