Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies! You all know that! I own Chelsea, Jex,
Frank, Mom, Collin, Greg and Jon Delancey(yes Frank, Collin, Greg and Jon
Delancey all portray people from Newsies but their names I own- except
Delancey it belongs to Disney). I own the plot too.
SO's: To the usual- all of my Newsie goils! You know who you are! Also all Ff.n writers keep up the good work! You know it's great! Love ya all! Vix here
Chapter 1: Buh bye "Byes!" I told my mother as she boarded the plane. She left without a goodbye kiss let alone a hug. Frank turned to me as we watched her go, studying me.
"Wha ya want? Do I'se look like a zoo exhibit?"
"Well..." I punched his arm as he made his remark, "I'se jist kidding. Its just I can't understand why you aren't going wit ma."
I pretended to be watching our mother's plane take off. He turned me to look at him as I spoke, "I'se wanted tah spend as much time with you before you have to leave. Besides, I'se don't wanna leave Jex yet."
He tried to read my eyes, hoping to see what Collin had. Collin was my ex- boyfriend, my true love, but he was gone now. Collin and Frank were best friends, and when Collin got shot at the gang war Mom made us move from New York. Of course, it was all my fault. If I hadn't been working for Greg and Jon before I met him and learned of gang wars, well, it's too late for regrets.
"I'se just don't wantchya tah be thinking about going back to New York. Collin's gone now, and you know there is only trouble awaiting you there."
I lowered my eyes, and sighed, "I'se not going back, you know there are too many memories there..." '..in Brooklyn. I'se going to Manhattan, and there ain't no trouble. I'se fixed that.' I finished my sentence in my head. What Frank didn't know couldn't hurt him, it just seems like he knows. He pulled me into a hug and we walked out to the car.
SO's: To the usual- all of my Newsie goils! You know who you are! Also all Ff.n writers keep up the good work! You know it's great! Love ya all! Vix here
Chapter 1: Buh bye "Byes!" I told my mother as she boarded the plane. She left without a goodbye kiss let alone a hug. Frank turned to me as we watched her go, studying me.
"Wha ya want? Do I'se look like a zoo exhibit?"
"Well..." I punched his arm as he made his remark, "I'se jist kidding. Its just I can't understand why you aren't going wit ma."
I pretended to be watching our mother's plane take off. He turned me to look at him as I spoke, "I'se wanted tah spend as much time with you before you have to leave. Besides, I'se don't wanna leave Jex yet."
He tried to read my eyes, hoping to see what Collin had. Collin was my ex- boyfriend, my true love, but he was gone now. Collin and Frank were best friends, and when Collin got shot at the gang war Mom made us move from New York. Of course, it was all my fault. If I hadn't been working for Greg and Jon before I met him and learned of gang wars, well, it's too late for regrets.
"I'se just don't wantchya tah be thinking about going back to New York. Collin's gone now, and you know there is only trouble awaiting you there."
I lowered my eyes, and sighed, "I'se not going back, you know there are too many memories there..." '..in Brooklyn. I'se going to Manhattan, and there ain't no trouble. I'se fixed that.' I finished my sentence in my head. What Frank didn't know couldn't hurt him, it just seems like he knows. He pulled me into a hug and we walked out to the car.