Hey hey everyone!! Here's chapter 8! Hope you all enjoy! :) Oh, and special
thanks to Raider for your review!! I uploaded chapter 7 before I saw it so
that's why I didn't mention it! Thanks again! :)
Disclaimer: Disney owns Newsies.
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Britt's eyes flickered open and she stretched. It was morning, the day of the party. She glanced over at Ally's bed only to find it empty. Britt yawned and rubbed her eyes, "Why did she let me sleep in?" She stood and walked to the window. "Because she knows I'll need the energy...especially today." As she looked out, she brought her hand to her necklace, "I know what I have to do now...thank you, Mama." She whispered, smiling.
Turning back to the room, she began to get dressed. She had chosen to wear a simple white dress for today. Her Aunt Caroline had made it for her as a birthday gift. Slipping it over her head, she smoothed it out, tying the sash around her waist. After quickly putting her hair in a half bun on top of her head, she walked into the kitchen.
"Morning sleepy head!" Ally greeted her.
"Morning." Britt replied. The ate a quick breakfast, both excited about the days events.
"Come on," Ally said after they finished doing the breakfast dishes, "I promised Sarah and Mrs. Jacobs we'd help bring the food to Medda's" she began walking to the door.
"Okay. " Britt agreed following her, but she stopped. "Wait...where's Papa?"
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Racetrack leisurely walked back to the lodging house after selling his papes. The party was at 1:00 so he had plenty of time to get ready. The only problem was that he still had no idea what he was going to do about Britt. He reached the lodging house, but stopped short of the entrance. Standing on the front steps was Michael Lenox. He turned and smiled as Race slowly walked up to him.
"Hello, Race." He said.
Race swallowed, "H-Heya Mr. Lenox."
Michael chuckled a little at Race's unease, and looked up at the sky, "Beautiful day, huh?" he asked, trying to calm the boys nerves.
Race shifted and looked around, "Yeah, it is."
Michael looked back down at him, seeing a mirror image of himself at that age. The stress, the uncertainness. "Listen Race...I'm here because..."
"'Causa Britt..." Race interrupted, looking at the ground.
"Actually I'm here because of you."
Race raised an eyebrow at the older man.
"There are some things you need to know," Michael walked past him, "Come on," he nodded his head in the direction of Central Park, "Let's walk."
Race nodded and followed him. Soon then fell into stride beside each other as Michael made small talk to ease his way into his story, "So how was your day of sellin'?"
Race shrugged, "It was okay. Some days are betta den oddas."
"You know I was a newsie when I was young."
"Really?"
He nodded, "In fact, that's how I met Britt and Ally's mother."
Race kept walking, a million thoughts running through his head. (--Wish he'd get ta da point.--)
"You know Race, you and I aren't that different."
Race snorted, looking at the ground.
"No really," Michael insisted, "When I was your age, I felt like I had the weight of the world on my shoulders and that I'd never get anywhere in life."
"What 'appened?" Race asked, his interest growing.
"Well, when I was 14, my father died. I was the oldest of three children, and I didn't want my mother to struggle to support us all. So I dropped out of school and became a newsie. It was hard. Having to grow up so fast and not having a father figure to look up to. I became the man of the house and felt that I didn't have time to do anything else but take care of my family."
"The way Ally did." Race acknowledged.
"Right, but when I was 17...something happened to me that changed my life."
"What?"
"I met Katherine."
Race nodded, and let him continue.
"Katherine was...the best thing that ever happened to me. She was delicate and wonderful. I would have given anything to be with her, but I was convinced I had to take care of my family. I couldn't let anything get in the way of that. Besides the fact that I didn't think I deserved her..." he trailed off as Racetrack's head snapped up, but he remained silent.
"I mean, there I was. A 17-year-old school drop out with a family to take care of. How could I possibly provide for her? I couldn't understand why this beautiful creature wanted to be with me. And when I told her this, she just smiled and kissed me."
Race smirked and brought his hand up to his lips, remembering the kiss he and Britt had shared.
Michael stopped and looked at Race, "You love Britt, don't you?"
That snapped him out of his reverie quickly, but he maintained his composure, "Yes." He said sternly.
Michael smiled, "Why?"
"Dere's just..."
"Just something about her." Michael finished.
"How did ya..."
Michael laughed, "Because that's the only way I could put into words why I loved Katherine. Ask David and he'll say the same about Ally."
Race shook his head, "I don't undastand."
They continued walking, "You see, Katherine was special. Everyone who ever met her would say there was just something about her. There was a light about her that touched everyone. Ally is so much like her mother, but she has a lot of me in there too. Which is why she pulled away from David at the beginning. But Britt...she's all her mother. Seeing things in others that they're too scared to see."
Racetrack absorbed this, not quite knowing what to say.
"What I'm trying to say Race, is that even though I lost Katherine early, I would never give up what we had if it could have been prevented. She reawakened my heart. She made me who I am."
Race struggled for words, "Tanks... fer tellin' me dis, Mr. Lenox, I...uh... 'ave some tings ta tink about."
Michael nodded, "I'll see you at the party later." He patted his shoulder and turned, walking back to his building.
Race watched him leave and began walking back to the lodging house. Mr. Lenox's words running through his head. "Britt is all her mother. Seeing things in others that they're too afraid to see."
She saw something in him. She loved him. And he loved her. He had to get his emotions in order before he lost her. For good.
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Please Review!! :)
Luv Alwayz & 4ever,
~Britt aka AngelicOne~
Disclaimer: Disney owns Newsies.
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Britt's eyes flickered open and she stretched. It was morning, the day of the party. She glanced over at Ally's bed only to find it empty. Britt yawned and rubbed her eyes, "Why did she let me sleep in?" She stood and walked to the window. "Because she knows I'll need the energy...especially today." As she looked out, she brought her hand to her necklace, "I know what I have to do now...thank you, Mama." She whispered, smiling.
Turning back to the room, she began to get dressed. She had chosen to wear a simple white dress for today. Her Aunt Caroline had made it for her as a birthday gift. Slipping it over her head, she smoothed it out, tying the sash around her waist. After quickly putting her hair in a half bun on top of her head, she walked into the kitchen.
"Morning sleepy head!" Ally greeted her.
"Morning." Britt replied. The ate a quick breakfast, both excited about the days events.
"Come on," Ally said after they finished doing the breakfast dishes, "I promised Sarah and Mrs. Jacobs we'd help bring the food to Medda's" she began walking to the door.
"Okay. " Britt agreed following her, but she stopped. "Wait...where's Papa?"
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Racetrack leisurely walked back to the lodging house after selling his papes. The party was at 1:00 so he had plenty of time to get ready. The only problem was that he still had no idea what he was going to do about Britt. He reached the lodging house, but stopped short of the entrance. Standing on the front steps was Michael Lenox. He turned and smiled as Race slowly walked up to him.
"Hello, Race." He said.
Race swallowed, "H-Heya Mr. Lenox."
Michael chuckled a little at Race's unease, and looked up at the sky, "Beautiful day, huh?" he asked, trying to calm the boys nerves.
Race shifted and looked around, "Yeah, it is."
Michael looked back down at him, seeing a mirror image of himself at that age. The stress, the uncertainness. "Listen Race...I'm here because..."
"'Causa Britt..." Race interrupted, looking at the ground.
"Actually I'm here because of you."
Race raised an eyebrow at the older man.
"There are some things you need to know," Michael walked past him, "Come on," he nodded his head in the direction of Central Park, "Let's walk."
Race nodded and followed him. Soon then fell into stride beside each other as Michael made small talk to ease his way into his story, "So how was your day of sellin'?"
Race shrugged, "It was okay. Some days are betta den oddas."
"You know I was a newsie when I was young."
"Really?"
He nodded, "In fact, that's how I met Britt and Ally's mother."
Race kept walking, a million thoughts running through his head. (--Wish he'd get ta da point.--)
"You know Race, you and I aren't that different."
Race snorted, looking at the ground.
"No really," Michael insisted, "When I was your age, I felt like I had the weight of the world on my shoulders and that I'd never get anywhere in life."
"What 'appened?" Race asked, his interest growing.
"Well, when I was 14, my father died. I was the oldest of three children, and I didn't want my mother to struggle to support us all. So I dropped out of school and became a newsie. It was hard. Having to grow up so fast and not having a father figure to look up to. I became the man of the house and felt that I didn't have time to do anything else but take care of my family."
"The way Ally did." Race acknowledged.
"Right, but when I was 17...something happened to me that changed my life."
"What?"
"I met Katherine."
Race nodded, and let him continue.
"Katherine was...the best thing that ever happened to me. She was delicate and wonderful. I would have given anything to be with her, but I was convinced I had to take care of my family. I couldn't let anything get in the way of that. Besides the fact that I didn't think I deserved her..." he trailed off as Racetrack's head snapped up, but he remained silent.
"I mean, there I was. A 17-year-old school drop out with a family to take care of. How could I possibly provide for her? I couldn't understand why this beautiful creature wanted to be with me. And when I told her this, she just smiled and kissed me."
Race smirked and brought his hand up to his lips, remembering the kiss he and Britt had shared.
Michael stopped and looked at Race, "You love Britt, don't you?"
That snapped him out of his reverie quickly, but he maintained his composure, "Yes." He said sternly.
Michael smiled, "Why?"
"Dere's just..."
"Just something about her." Michael finished.
"How did ya..."
Michael laughed, "Because that's the only way I could put into words why I loved Katherine. Ask David and he'll say the same about Ally."
Race shook his head, "I don't undastand."
They continued walking, "You see, Katherine was special. Everyone who ever met her would say there was just something about her. There was a light about her that touched everyone. Ally is so much like her mother, but she has a lot of me in there too. Which is why she pulled away from David at the beginning. But Britt...she's all her mother. Seeing things in others that they're too scared to see."
Racetrack absorbed this, not quite knowing what to say.
"What I'm trying to say Race, is that even though I lost Katherine early, I would never give up what we had if it could have been prevented. She reawakened my heart. She made me who I am."
Race struggled for words, "Tanks... fer tellin' me dis, Mr. Lenox, I...uh... 'ave some tings ta tink about."
Michael nodded, "I'll see you at the party later." He patted his shoulder and turned, walking back to his building.
Race watched him leave and began walking back to the lodging house. Mr. Lenox's words running through his head. "Britt is all her mother. Seeing things in others that they're too afraid to see."
She saw something in him. She loved him. And he loved her. He had to get his emotions in order before he lost her. For good.
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Please Review!! :)
Luv Alwayz & 4ever,
~Britt aka AngelicOne~
