Disclaimer: I do not own the Newsies, Disney owns them. I do however, own
any original characters that you see or other people own them, but have
allowed me to use them for my story.
Shout Outs: (Legs I am borrowing the idea for writing dialog with the characters and Newsies, if you don't want me to, I will take it off, if not thanks for the idea)
Klover: Hey, I sent you the information and need it back as soon as possible, please. Thanks for the review. I am glad you really enjoy the story, but don't feel to bad for Jenny,* wink, wink*
Pixie: Cherry Pie, hmm, very interesting, yes indeed. (ideas swarming in head) thanks for the inspiration. Just wait and see what I have planed.
Megabee: you have a guess, hmm. I wonder who you think it is. Well I know.
Jenny: I want to know. (pouts) Moonlight: Just wait and see. (smiles)
Rain: thanks for the review. I am glade you didn't go to the institution for mental people.
Chicago: Hey, thanks for the review. This chapter is up before the 18th. Be grateful you can get together with your family. Most of my family won't even get together because they hate each other. My grandparents and aunts and uncles aren't even coming to my sweet sixteen.
Mrs. Brown: Stop complain' Moonlight: All right, all right (under breath) Mrs. Grumpy. Mrs. Brown: What did you say. Moonlight: Nothing. (Dylan, Blink, and Jenny laughing in back round)
Well anyway Chicago I hope you like the next chapter.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
I turn around to see Mrs. Brown staring at me, with her famous death glare. "I couldn't find a Newsboy." I said simply.
"Look at you, soaked to the bone."
"I know, but."
"No buts, I want you to go to your room right now and get out of those wet cloths, this instance."
"Yes ma'am." I said, the smile now leaving my face. Dylan walked in.
"Good morning every.bo...dy." Dylan said trailing off as he saw all the commotion.
"Good morning Dylan." Said Mrs. Brown, remembering her manners despite her anger. "Jennifer, say good morning to Dylan." She ordered me, through clench teeth.
"Good morning Dylan." I said before running up the stairs.
In my room I slammed the door. I was furious. "Who does she think she is?" I said out loud to myself. "She's not my mother and she will never be my mother. Sometimes I can't stand her, I mean she is so annoying, and demanding, and uncaring, and I hate it when she tells me what to do. It would serve her right if I just got up and left, but that would be unfair to Dr. Brown. I mean I would feel bad leaving him alone with that, that woman. However, where would I go, I mean I could go look for my brother. What's it matter he abandoned me ten years ago." I pulled out the bandana from under my pillow. It was the first time sense I met Blink that I actually looked at it and held it for comfort. "What's it matter?" I threw it at the wall. "He abandoned me, I didn't abandon him. And her I thought he was the one person I thought I could trust. I don't care if I ever see that thing again."
"JENNIFER, hurry up. We need your help down here." Yelled Mrs. Brown.
"I'M COMING." I yelled. I began to slowly get dressed, not wanting to go downstairs. I brushed my hair and got as much frizz as I could out of it. I began to braid it slowly, when came a knock at my door. "Who is it?"
"It's me Dylan."
""Come in." I said. He opened the door and stuck his head in.
"You sure your not going to bite my head off?"
"Yeah, I'm sure." I said smiling slightly.
"Good." He said coming in all the way and shutting the door behind him. "So what's on your mind?"
"Nothing, why?"
"Well.I." He looked down and noticed the bandana on the floor. "What's this?" He asked inspecting it.
"Give me that." I said lunging for it. However his four inches he has on me didn't help when he held it over his head.
"What is this?" He asked me again. "F.S., I wonder who that could be? Maybe a boyfriend?"
"No and it's mine, so can I have it back?" I pleaded.
"If it's nobody, then who's F.S.? I'll give it back as soon as you tell me?"
"No." I said.
"Jennifer, Dylan we are about to open, now please come down." Yelled Dr. Brown.
"Please Dylan * cough * can I * cough * please * cough * have that * cough * back." I said holding out my hand. My chest began to hurt and so did my throat.
""Hey, that cough sounds really bad. Can I have a look at it, to make sure it is ok?"
"Only if you * cough * give me back * cough * the bandana, please. * cough *" I said almost desperately.
"Here." He handed it to me and I held it close, never wanting to let it go.
"Thank you."
"JENNIFER." Yelled Mrs. Brown loudly. "Dylan." She said a little bit softer. "Come down so we can open the doors.
"We better go down." Dylan said. * cough, cough * "Would you please be my first patient for today." He said opening the door for me.
"On one condition, you don't tell anybody about the bandana."
Dylan placed his hand on his heart. "You have my word." I smiled and placed the bandana under my pillow gently and went downstairs.
Shout Outs: (Legs I am borrowing the idea for writing dialog with the characters and Newsies, if you don't want me to, I will take it off, if not thanks for the idea)
Klover: Hey, I sent you the information and need it back as soon as possible, please. Thanks for the review. I am glad you really enjoy the story, but don't feel to bad for Jenny,* wink, wink*
Pixie: Cherry Pie, hmm, very interesting, yes indeed. (ideas swarming in head) thanks for the inspiration. Just wait and see what I have planed.
Megabee: you have a guess, hmm. I wonder who you think it is. Well I know.
Jenny: I want to know. (pouts) Moonlight: Just wait and see. (smiles)
Rain: thanks for the review. I am glade you didn't go to the institution for mental people.
Chicago: Hey, thanks for the review. This chapter is up before the 18th. Be grateful you can get together with your family. Most of my family won't even get together because they hate each other. My grandparents and aunts and uncles aren't even coming to my sweet sixteen.
Mrs. Brown: Stop complain' Moonlight: All right, all right (under breath) Mrs. Grumpy. Mrs. Brown: What did you say. Moonlight: Nothing. (Dylan, Blink, and Jenny laughing in back round)
Well anyway Chicago I hope you like the next chapter.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
I turn around to see Mrs. Brown staring at me, with her famous death glare. "I couldn't find a Newsboy." I said simply.
"Look at you, soaked to the bone."
"I know, but."
"No buts, I want you to go to your room right now and get out of those wet cloths, this instance."
"Yes ma'am." I said, the smile now leaving my face. Dylan walked in.
"Good morning every.bo...dy." Dylan said trailing off as he saw all the commotion.
"Good morning Dylan." Said Mrs. Brown, remembering her manners despite her anger. "Jennifer, say good morning to Dylan." She ordered me, through clench teeth.
"Good morning Dylan." I said before running up the stairs.
In my room I slammed the door. I was furious. "Who does she think she is?" I said out loud to myself. "She's not my mother and she will never be my mother. Sometimes I can't stand her, I mean she is so annoying, and demanding, and uncaring, and I hate it when she tells me what to do. It would serve her right if I just got up and left, but that would be unfair to Dr. Brown. I mean I would feel bad leaving him alone with that, that woman. However, where would I go, I mean I could go look for my brother. What's it matter he abandoned me ten years ago." I pulled out the bandana from under my pillow. It was the first time sense I met Blink that I actually looked at it and held it for comfort. "What's it matter?" I threw it at the wall. "He abandoned me, I didn't abandon him. And her I thought he was the one person I thought I could trust. I don't care if I ever see that thing again."
"JENNIFER, hurry up. We need your help down here." Yelled Mrs. Brown.
"I'M COMING." I yelled. I began to slowly get dressed, not wanting to go downstairs. I brushed my hair and got as much frizz as I could out of it. I began to braid it slowly, when came a knock at my door. "Who is it?"
"It's me Dylan."
""Come in." I said. He opened the door and stuck his head in.
"You sure your not going to bite my head off?"
"Yeah, I'm sure." I said smiling slightly.
"Good." He said coming in all the way and shutting the door behind him. "So what's on your mind?"
"Nothing, why?"
"Well.I." He looked down and noticed the bandana on the floor. "What's this?" He asked inspecting it.
"Give me that." I said lunging for it. However his four inches he has on me didn't help when he held it over his head.
"What is this?" He asked me again. "F.S., I wonder who that could be? Maybe a boyfriend?"
"No and it's mine, so can I have it back?" I pleaded.
"If it's nobody, then who's F.S.? I'll give it back as soon as you tell me?"
"No." I said.
"Jennifer, Dylan we are about to open, now please come down." Yelled Dr. Brown.
"Please Dylan * cough * can I * cough * please * cough * have that * cough * back." I said holding out my hand. My chest began to hurt and so did my throat.
""Hey, that cough sounds really bad. Can I have a look at it, to make sure it is ok?"
"Only if you * cough * give me back * cough * the bandana, please. * cough *" I said almost desperately.
"Here." He handed it to me and I held it close, never wanting to let it go.
"Thank you."
"JENNIFER." Yelled Mrs. Brown loudly. "Dylan." She said a little bit softer. "Come down so we can open the doors.
"We better go down." Dylan said. * cough, cough * "Would you please be my first patient for today." He said opening the door for me.
"On one condition, you don't tell anybody about the bandana."
Dylan placed his hand on his heart. "You have my word." I smiled and placed the bandana under my pillow gently and went downstairs.
