A/N- Sorry I took so long to review, but I was in LA and Las Vegas. Well,
here's a longer chapter for you guys, so I hope you like it. By the way, I
didn't mean to turn this story into a bit of a soap opera, it just kind of
ended up that way, but I promise more action is coming!
Chapter 17
"I think this dress would look amazing on you!" said Sarah as she reached into her closet and pulled out a light blue, sleeveless dress. Kit examined it and pictured it on her to see if she agreed with Sarah.
"Well, I'll try it on and then make a decision," Kit finally said. She grabbed the dress from Sarah and walked into the closet.
"Kit, do you want me to style you hair as well?" asked Sarah.
"That would be great, because I'm terrible with hairstyles." After about a minute, she walked out of the closet and stood in front of Sarah.
"Perfect! Kit you look beautiful! I know just what kind of hairstyle to do with it!"
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"So Jack, when do ya think they'll be heah?" asked Spot. Most of the newsies were already at Medda's waiting for the show to begin. Jack and Spot were sitting next to each other, waiting for Sarah and Kit.
"Sarah tends ta take awhile gettin' ready. I'm sure she'll take even longer wit Kit deh and all," Jack replied.
"I'se neoivous, Jacky-boy, I mean, she's gonna tell both me and Mush her decision tonight. What if she loves him? I can't live without 'er, I can't lose her, I can't!"
"Spot, don't worry about it. Remembah dat dis is just as hard on her, as it is on you and Mush. She's a sweet goil and I know dis ain't easy foh her." Spot nodded.
Spot turned his head towards the door and there she was. His heart skipped a beat when he saw how radiant she looked. His mouth dropped as he stared at the most beautiful angel he had ever seen. The light blue dress brought out her blue eyes and tan skin. Her hair was wrapped up in curls that brought out her perfect face shape. Spot knew right then and there that he could not live without her.
"Deh dey are!" Jack said as he stood up and waved at them. Sarah pointed at Jack and Spot as she leaned over towards Kit to tell her they were over there. When Spot finally caught Kit's eye, her contagious smile rubbed off on him. As they started pushing through the crowd, walking towards them, Mush caught Kit's hand as he kissed it.
"Back away, dip shit!" whispered Spot as he watched them. After a quick exchange of words, Kit and Sarah continued walking towards Spot and Jack.
"Hey you guys, sorry we took so long!" said Sarah cheerfully as her and Kit arrived at the table. Sarah immediately sat on Jack's lap and gave him a quick peck. Kit sat down next to Spot.
"You look so beautiful," commented Spot as he continued to stare at her in awe.
"Thanks, so do you. I feel so weird wearing a dress, because the last time I wore one was when I was a little girl. I have to say I definitely prefer pants, but it's nice to dress up I guess," said Kit.
"Yeah, I know what you mean!" joked Spot. She laughed.
"Welcome newsies of New York!" yelled an announcer into the microphone. Everyone clapped and cheered. "Tonight I'm proud to bring you, Medda Larson!" Everyone continued clapping and cheering as the curtains opened and Medda began singing.
Throughout the show, Spot wanted so badly to hold Kit in his arms, but he didn't dare try, because he still didn't know if she loved him. It was difficult for him to focus on Medda when he had the most beautiful girl he had ever seen sitting right next to him with nothing but a huge smile beaming off of her face. Every now and then, Kit would look over at him and sometimes throw comments at him.
"Okay everyone, it's time for all you lover boys out there to bring your dates on up and dance to one of my personal favorites, "Love is All You Need"," announced Medda after she finished her last number.
Spot immediately stood up and held out his hand. "Well, miss, would ya like ta dance?" he asked in a very gentlemanly manner.
"I'd love to," replied Kit as she grabbed onto his hand, pulling her up. They walked over to the dance floor, where they were joined by many other newsies with their dates. Medda began singing as Spot wrapped his arms around Kit. He pulled her very close. She leaned her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
"Kit, I don't evah wanna lose you," whispered Spot. She lifted her head up and looked at him in the eye.
"You won't."
"No, I mean, even if it's Mush ya love, I just want you ta know dat I'll always be yer friend."
"And I'll always be yours. Look, do you mind if we talk about it later? I mean, I know I promised I'd tell you tonight, and I will, but I just want to enjoy this dance for now." Although that was the response he did not want to hear, he nodded his head anyway. She smiled and leaned her head back on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
After the song was over, everyone cheered as they discontinued dancing with their dates. Kit leaned up and kissed Spot on the cheek as a thank you for the dance. Suddenly she felt a hand grab onto her arm. She turned around only to see Mush smiling at her. "May I have dis next dance?" he asked politely. He knew better than to look at Spot for approval.
"Sure," Kit replied. She turned around. "I promise we'll talk later." Spot nodded his head as he watched her walk over to another area of the dance floor and begin swing dancing with Mush to a faster song. Spot sighed and walked back over to the table. Jack and Sarah were still dancing, so he was sitting by himself.
After a couple minutes, Race sat down next to him. "Heya Spot, how's it rollin'?" he asked.
"Hey Race," Spot responded as he continued to watch Kit and Mush for any signs that she may love him.
Race noticed his concerned look and began watching them also. "She ain't in love wit him, if dat's what ya think," commented Race.
Spot immediately looked at him, puzzled. "What do ya mean?"
"Think about it, Spot. If she loved him, den why would she need time ta decide between you two? She knows what it's like ta be in a relationship wit Mush, but she doesn't know what it's like wit you. If she really is in love wit Mush, she would've realized dat a long time ago. What do ya think was keepin' 'er from lovin' him? I tink ya know da answer." Race patted Spot on the shoulder as he stood up and walked away. Spot just sat there pondering about what Race had just told him. He does have a point, he thought. A smile spread across his face as he realized that he was probably right. His smile faded. No, I shouldn't make any assumptions just yet, he thought. Snapping back into reality he scanned the room, looking for Kit and Mush. He couldn't see them anywhere. Where had they gone?
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"Mush, I want to talk to you about this whole situation with you and Spot," Kit said nervously. She was definitely dreading this conversation.
They were outside of Irving Hall, leaning against the brick wall. She could tell Mush was also nervous because as they held hands, she noticed his were trembling.
"I think I know what yous gonna say." he couldn't finish his sentence because tears were beginning to fill up his brown eyes. This made Kit want to cry. She hated it when guys cried, especially if she was responsible.
"I just want to start off by saying how sorry I am that I've done this to you. I hate myself for doing that because you're the last person who deserved it. You're the first guy who has ever loved me and I just treated it like trash. I don't deserve you at all." She couldn't look at him. The tears were now flowing down her soft cheeks. Mush pulled her in for a hug.
"Don't say dat. I'm da lucky one. When we foist got togeddah, I couldn't believe dat a goil like you would eveh wanna be wit me." He released his grip so he could look down at her. Her cheeks were now stained with tears as she was sniffing. She was still staring down at the ground. He slowly lifted her head up, forcing her to look at him. She just gently jerked her head away, looking to right. Mush noticed that her face suddenly turned white as her eyes widened with fear. He looked over in the same direction. Standing there were a few of the guys who had beaten her up.
A/N- Please review!
Chapter 17
"I think this dress would look amazing on you!" said Sarah as she reached into her closet and pulled out a light blue, sleeveless dress. Kit examined it and pictured it on her to see if she agreed with Sarah.
"Well, I'll try it on and then make a decision," Kit finally said. She grabbed the dress from Sarah and walked into the closet.
"Kit, do you want me to style you hair as well?" asked Sarah.
"That would be great, because I'm terrible with hairstyles." After about a minute, she walked out of the closet and stood in front of Sarah.
"Perfect! Kit you look beautiful! I know just what kind of hairstyle to do with it!"
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"So Jack, when do ya think they'll be heah?" asked Spot. Most of the newsies were already at Medda's waiting for the show to begin. Jack and Spot were sitting next to each other, waiting for Sarah and Kit.
"Sarah tends ta take awhile gettin' ready. I'm sure she'll take even longer wit Kit deh and all," Jack replied.
"I'se neoivous, Jacky-boy, I mean, she's gonna tell both me and Mush her decision tonight. What if she loves him? I can't live without 'er, I can't lose her, I can't!"
"Spot, don't worry about it. Remembah dat dis is just as hard on her, as it is on you and Mush. She's a sweet goil and I know dis ain't easy foh her." Spot nodded.
Spot turned his head towards the door and there she was. His heart skipped a beat when he saw how radiant she looked. His mouth dropped as he stared at the most beautiful angel he had ever seen. The light blue dress brought out her blue eyes and tan skin. Her hair was wrapped up in curls that brought out her perfect face shape. Spot knew right then and there that he could not live without her.
"Deh dey are!" Jack said as he stood up and waved at them. Sarah pointed at Jack and Spot as she leaned over towards Kit to tell her they were over there. When Spot finally caught Kit's eye, her contagious smile rubbed off on him. As they started pushing through the crowd, walking towards them, Mush caught Kit's hand as he kissed it.
"Back away, dip shit!" whispered Spot as he watched them. After a quick exchange of words, Kit and Sarah continued walking towards Spot and Jack.
"Hey you guys, sorry we took so long!" said Sarah cheerfully as her and Kit arrived at the table. Sarah immediately sat on Jack's lap and gave him a quick peck. Kit sat down next to Spot.
"You look so beautiful," commented Spot as he continued to stare at her in awe.
"Thanks, so do you. I feel so weird wearing a dress, because the last time I wore one was when I was a little girl. I have to say I definitely prefer pants, but it's nice to dress up I guess," said Kit.
"Yeah, I know what you mean!" joked Spot. She laughed.
"Welcome newsies of New York!" yelled an announcer into the microphone. Everyone clapped and cheered. "Tonight I'm proud to bring you, Medda Larson!" Everyone continued clapping and cheering as the curtains opened and Medda began singing.
Throughout the show, Spot wanted so badly to hold Kit in his arms, but he didn't dare try, because he still didn't know if she loved him. It was difficult for him to focus on Medda when he had the most beautiful girl he had ever seen sitting right next to him with nothing but a huge smile beaming off of her face. Every now and then, Kit would look over at him and sometimes throw comments at him.
"Okay everyone, it's time for all you lover boys out there to bring your dates on up and dance to one of my personal favorites, "Love is All You Need"," announced Medda after she finished her last number.
Spot immediately stood up and held out his hand. "Well, miss, would ya like ta dance?" he asked in a very gentlemanly manner.
"I'd love to," replied Kit as she grabbed onto his hand, pulling her up. They walked over to the dance floor, where they were joined by many other newsies with their dates. Medda began singing as Spot wrapped his arms around Kit. He pulled her very close. She leaned her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
"Kit, I don't evah wanna lose you," whispered Spot. She lifted her head up and looked at him in the eye.
"You won't."
"No, I mean, even if it's Mush ya love, I just want you ta know dat I'll always be yer friend."
"And I'll always be yours. Look, do you mind if we talk about it later? I mean, I know I promised I'd tell you tonight, and I will, but I just want to enjoy this dance for now." Although that was the response he did not want to hear, he nodded his head anyway. She smiled and leaned her head back on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
After the song was over, everyone cheered as they discontinued dancing with their dates. Kit leaned up and kissed Spot on the cheek as a thank you for the dance. Suddenly she felt a hand grab onto her arm. She turned around only to see Mush smiling at her. "May I have dis next dance?" he asked politely. He knew better than to look at Spot for approval.
"Sure," Kit replied. She turned around. "I promise we'll talk later." Spot nodded his head as he watched her walk over to another area of the dance floor and begin swing dancing with Mush to a faster song. Spot sighed and walked back over to the table. Jack and Sarah were still dancing, so he was sitting by himself.
After a couple minutes, Race sat down next to him. "Heya Spot, how's it rollin'?" he asked.
"Hey Race," Spot responded as he continued to watch Kit and Mush for any signs that she may love him.
Race noticed his concerned look and began watching them also. "She ain't in love wit him, if dat's what ya think," commented Race.
Spot immediately looked at him, puzzled. "What do ya mean?"
"Think about it, Spot. If she loved him, den why would she need time ta decide between you two? She knows what it's like ta be in a relationship wit Mush, but she doesn't know what it's like wit you. If she really is in love wit Mush, she would've realized dat a long time ago. What do ya think was keepin' 'er from lovin' him? I tink ya know da answer." Race patted Spot on the shoulder as he stood up and walked away. Spot just sat there pondering about what Race had just told him. He does have a point, he thought. A smile spread across his face as he realized that he was probably right. His smile faded. No, I shouldn't make any assumptions just yet, he thought. Snapping back into reality he scanned the room, looking for Kit and Mush. He couldn't see them anywhere. Where had they gone?
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"Mush, I want to talk to you about this whole situation with you and Spot," Kit said nervously. She was definitely dreading this conversation.
They were outside of Irving Hall, leaning against the brick wall. She could tell Mush was also nervous because as they held hands, she noticed his were trembling.
"I think I know what yous gonna say." he couldn't finish his sentence because tears were beginning to fill up his brown eyes. This made Kit want to cry. She hated it when guys cried, especially if she was responsible.
"I just want to start off by saying how sorry I am that I've done this to you. I hate myself for doing that because you're the last person who deserved it. You're the first guy who has ever loved me and I just treated it like trash. I don't deserve you at all." She couldn't look at him. The tears were now flowing down her soft cheeks. Mush pulled her in for a hug.
"Don't say dat. I'm da lucky one. When we foist got togeddah, I couldn't believe dat a goil like you would eveh wanna be wit me." He released his grip so he could look down at her. Her cheeks were now stained with tears as she was sniffing. She was still staring down at the ground. He slowly lifted her head up, forcing her to look at him. She just gently jerked her head away, looking to right. Mush noticed that her face suddenly turned white as her eyes widened with fear. He looked over in the same direction. Standing there were a few of the guys who had beaten her up.
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