Disclaimer: I do not own the Newsies, Disney does. However I do own any
of the original characters you see and Klover owns, well Klover.
Shout Outs:
MsJonyReb: I am really glad you still like my story. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
Jack: Why did ya 'ave ta encourage 'er by sayin' she was right? Why? Ya neva encourage 'er.
Moonlight: Who asked your opinion Jack?
Snoddy: I did.
Moonlight: Shut up.
AnUNDERCOVERnewsie: Thank you so much for the review.
Oscar and Morris: We are not whatever ya called us.
Undercover: Yes you are fudge monkeys and I still vote to soak them.
All Newsies: Yeah.
Klover: Well here is your next chapter and thanks for the review.
Jenny: Klover please don't be mad at me.
Southern: I got another "GO ME", hehehe. Well here is your next chapter.
Specs: (does the last bit of fixing himself up before knocking on Southerns front door) Hi Southern.
Kawaii Julie Sama: I am really glad you are liking my story.
Oscar: What ya call me?
Kawaii: You heard me.
Oscar: Well at least I don't 'ang around wit grafters.
Kawaii: I'm gonna soak ya. (Spot reaches around and grabs her waist) Yer lucky Oscar. (Oscar just rolls his eyes)
AA Battery: I hope you like this chapter and I will try to update quickly.
Moonlight: Must keep typing. (Punches quickly on her keyboard)
Pixie: Did you ever figure out the word? How long did it bug you?
David: I have no clue on what word you are trying to figure out.
Rain: I see you changed your name.\
Spot: Moon I finally figured out why Rain keeps attackin' me wit frosted flakes, ya keep leavin' 'er on cliff'angers.
Moonlight: Don't try to pull that on me. It is not my fault Rain likes chucking cereal at you. * whispers * keep it up it is very entertaining.
Spot: I 'eared dat.
Moonlight: Heard what?
Spot: Dat's it. Git ova 'ere. (Starts to chase moon around the room)
Moonlight: Rain HELP.
Devonny: I am glad you liked this chapter.
Snipeshooter: How was yer trip?
My mouth opened wide as if ready to scream, but nothing came out. Jack was sitting on my bed, but Blink was nowhere to be seen. I quickly went to back up and found that Blink had been behind my door and had shut the door and blocked my exit. I moved slowly along the wall, trying to put as much distance between those two and myself. My eyes searched franticly for another escape. A part of me was ready to run, but the other part did not want to. I backed away so much I ended up in the corner. I slowly sank to the floor and buried my face into my knees. I sobbed silently.
I jumped when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I jumped up and looked in Jack's warm blue eyes. "I'll scream." I said.
"Liar." Jack said.
"You and Blink are supposed to stay away from me."
"You agree wit dat?" Blink said eyes full of hurt, but also hopes that I did not agree. My heart ached and I was forced to look away. I nodded slowly.
"Fine." Said Jack. He got up slowly and pats me on the shoulder twice like I was a friend he was saying goodbye forever. He led Blink towards the window and resisted a little, as if he expected me to jump up all of a sudden and yell it is all a joke. We exchanged glances and he saw that it wasn't. He nodded and went out the window. "Rememba ya turned yer back on us dis time." He followed Blink out of the window.
With them gone I flung myself upon my bed. My pillow muffled my sobs and my shoulder shook violently. Tears stained my cheeks and soaked my pillow.
Outside my window, Jack sat silently, watching me. He sat in the same spot he had sat those ten years.
I awoke the next morning tired and heart broken. What I did to Jack and Blink was the hardest thing I ever done. I've listened to many of my friends claimed o be heart broken, but none ever acted or could feel the way I felt now.
Mrs. Brown knocked twice on my door and entered my room. I sat brushing my hair. My cheeks were wet from another crying fit. I was staring off into space. Mrs. Brown walked up behind me and took the brush, pulling me out of my trance. "How are you doing?" She asked me softly.
"I've been better." I said with a small smile that refused to stay on my face. Mrs. Brown slowly began to brush my hair
"I'm sorry everything turned out this way."
"It's not your fault."
"You don't have to get the newspapers this morning. Dr. Shuma would understand."
"No, I've got a job and I'm going to do it." Mrs. Brown just nodded and began to braid my hair.
"Ok." She said finally. She finished braiding my hair. She kissed my forehead then headed for the door. "I love." I sat there silently. Nodding Mrs. Brown went to leave. I turned around quickly.
"I love you to." Mrs. Brown smiled as she left the room.
I sat there silently for a few minutes. A part of me wished to take up her offer and stay home, but I am not going to be scared to go out my door forever.
Oscar Delancey was making his way to work when he ran into Jack Kelly and the Manhattan Newsies. "Oscar what 'appened ta ya?" Jack asked, a smile slowly creeping onto his face.
"Yeah, who beat de not out of ya?" Snipeshooter asked.
"I'm gonna get ya, ya lousy little shrimp." Said Oscar going after him. Racetrack jumped between him and Snipeshooter. Race wasn't that much taller then Snipeshooter, but Oscar did show him a little respect, if that is what you would call it.
"Oscar, we don't mean no 'arm, we jist want ta dank 'im fer messin' yer face up." Race said smiling. Oscar went to lunge at him, but stopped when the work bell went off.
"Yer lucky. I'll get ya tamorrow."
"I'm sure." Said Jack patting Oscar on the back. Oscar tightened his hands into fist, but resisted the urge to hit him.
All the other Newsies laughed, joked and hurried to get their papers. Jack leading the line as usual, but for the first time Blink brought up the rear. Oscar pushed pas everyone trying to get into the office to where he was to help his Uncle Wisely and brother, Morris.
Entering the office he could here Jack tormenting his Uncle as normal and he picked up 100 papers, knowing good and well how many Jack would take. "So what's it gonna be?" Asked Mr. Wisely.
"De usual." Oscar placed the papers on the counter for Jack to take. "So Mr. Weasel what 'appened ta Oscar?" For the first time Mr. Wisely looked up at Oscar.
"Jesus." He cried out. "What 'appened ta? Where did ya get dose stitches?"
"I'm fine." Oscar said giving Jack a dirty look for having to point it out.
"Yeah, but stitches cost money."
"Yeah, well me friend did it." While saying this he looked at Blink, giving him an uneasy feeling.
I was walking the streets looking for a Newsie when a pair of hands covered my eyes. I knew they weren't anyone I knew, at least not that well. The person's hands felt rough. I removed them from my eyes and turned to face Oscar Delancey. His face was sill bruised, but something about it still felt awfully familiar. "Are you sure I don't know you?"
"No, I sure."
"Oh." I answered still having that feeling I knew him and another uneasy feeling was building up inside me.
"I wanted ta say dank you fer de 'elp ya gave me yesterday." His body leaned in closer to mine. I moved simultaneously away from him.
"It was no problem. I mean I would hope some one would show me the same kindness."
"Yes, but not ta many people would in dis city." His body still inched closer to mine. He was close enough were I could feel his hot breath on my cheek. Oscar was way to close to me for comfort. Yet, for every inch I moved back, he seemed to move two inches closer. That is something I liked about Blink. He never came to close without making sure I was comfortable. Oscar on the other hand never considered how I might be feeling in this situation.
"Not all people in this city are that cruel."
"Sweet face ya need ta live a day on de streets."
Shout Outs:
MsJonyReb: I am really glad you still like my story. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
Jack: Why did ya 'ave ta encourage 'er by sayin' she was right? Why? Ya neva encourage 'er.
Moonlight: Who asked your opinion Jack?
Snoddy: I did.
Moonlight: Shut up.
AnUNDERCOVERnewsie: Thank you so much for the review.
Oscar and Morris: We are not whatever ya called us.
Undercover: Yes you are fudge monkeys and I still vote to soak them.
All Newsies: Yeah.
Klover: Well here is your next chapter and thanks for the review.
Jenny: Klover please don't be mad at me.
Southern: I got another "GO ME", hehehe. Well here is your next chapter.
Specs: (does the last bit of fixing himself up before knocking on Southerns front door) Hi Southern.
Kawaii Julie Sama: I am really glad you are liking my story.
Oscar: What ya call me?
Kawaii: You heard me.
Oscar: Well at least I don't 'ang around wit grafters.
Kawaii: I'm gonna soak ya. (Spot reaches around and grabs her waist) Yer lucky Oscar. (Oscar just rolls his eyes)
AA Battery: I hope you like this chapter and I will try to update quickly.
Moonlight: Must keep typing. (Punches quickly on her keyboard)
Pixie: Did you ever figure out the word? How long did it bug you?
David: I have no clue on what word you are trying to figure out.
Rain: I see you changed your name.\
Spot: Moon I finally figured out why Rain keeps attackin' me wit frosted flakes, ya keep leavin' 'er on cliff'angers.
Moonlight: Don't try to pull that on me. It is not my fault Rain likes chucking cereal at you. * whispers * keep it up it is very entertaining.
Spot: I 'eared dat.
Moonlight: Heard what?
Spot: Dat's it. Git ova 'ere. (Starts to chase moon around the room)
Moonlight: Rain HELP.
Devonny: I am glad you liked this chapter.
Snipeshooter: How was yer trip?
My mouth opened wide as if ready to scream, but nothing came out. Jack was sitting on my bed, but Blink was nowhere to be seen. I quickly went to back up and found that Blink had been behind my door and had shut the door and blocked my exit. I moved slowly along the wall, trying to put as much distance between those two and myself. My eyes searched franticly for another escape. A part of me was ready to run, but the other part did not want to. I backed away so much I ended up in the corner. I slowly sank to the floor and buried my face into my knees. I sobbed silently.
I jumped when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I jumped up and looked in Jack's warm blue eyes. "I'll scream." I said.
"Liar." Jack said.
"You and Blink are supposed to stay away from me."
"You agree wit dat?" Blink said eyes full of hurt, but also hopes that I did not agree. My heart ached and I was forced to look away. I nodded slowly.
"Fine." Said Jack. He got up slowly and pats me on the shoulder twice like I was a friend he was saying goodbye forever. He led Blink towards the window and resisted a little, as if he expected me to jump up all of a sudden and yell it is all a joke. We exchanged glances and he saw that it wasn't. He nodded and went out the window. "Rememba ya turned yer back on us dis time." He followed Blink out of the window.
With them gone I flung myself upon my bed. My pillow muffled my sobs and my shoulder shook violently. Tears stained my cheeks and soaked my pillow.
Outside my window, Jack sat silently, watching me. He sat in the same spot he had sat those ten years.
I awoke the next morning tired and heart broken. What I did to Jack and Blink was the hardest thing I ever done. I've listened to many of my friends claimed o be heart broken, but none ever acted or could feel the way I felt now.
Mrs. Brown knocked twice on my door and entered my room. I sat brushing my hair. My cheeks were wet from another crying fit. I was staring off into space. Mrs. Brown walked up behind me and took the brush, pulling me out of my trance. "How are you doing?" She asked me softly.
"I've been better." I said with a small smile that refused to stay on my face. Mrs. Brown slowly began to brush my hair
"I'm sorry everything turned out this way."
"It's not your fault."
"You don't have to get the newspapers this morning. Dr. Shuma would understand."
"No, I've got a job and I'm going to do it." Mrs. Brown just nodded and began to braid my hair.
"Ok." She said finally. She finished braiding my hair. She kissed my forehead then headed for the door. "I love." I sat there silently. Nodding Mrs. Brown went to leave. I turned around quickly.
"I love you to." Mrs. Brown smiled as she left the room.
I sat there silently for a few minutes. A part of me wished to take up her offer and stay home, but I am not going to be scared to go out my door forever.
Oscar Delancey was making his way to work when he ran into Jack Kelly and the Manhattan Newsies. "Oscar what 'appened ta ya?" Jack asked, a smile slowly creeping onto his face.
"Yeah, who beat de not out of ya?" Snipeshooter asked.
"I'm gonna get ya, ya lousy little shrimp." Said Oscar going after him. Racetrack jumped between him and Snipeshooter. Race wasn't that much taller then Snipeshooter, but Oscar did show him a little respect, if that is what you would call it.
"Oscar, we don't mean no 'arm, we jist want ta dank 'im fer messin' yer face up." Race said smiling. Oscar went to lunge at him, but stopped when the work bell went off.
"Yer lucky. I'll get ya tamorrow."
"I'm sure." Said Jack patting Oscar on the back. Oscar tightened his hands into fist, but resisted the urge to hit him.
All the other Newsies laughed, joked and hurried to get their papers. Jack leading the line as usual, but for the first time Blink brought up the rear. Oscar pushed pas everyone trying to get into the office to where he was to help his Uncle Wisely and brother, Morris.
Entering the office he could here Jack tormenting his Uncle as normal and he picked up 100 papers, knowing good and well how many Jack would take. "So what's it gonna be?" Asked Mr. Wisely.
"De usual." Oscar placed the papers on the counter for Jack to take. "So Mr. Weasel what 'appened ta Oscar?" For the first time Mr. Wisely looked up at Oscar.
"Jesus." He cried out. "What 'appened ta? Where did ya get dose stitches?"
"I'm fine." Oscar said giving Jack a dirty look for having to point it out.
"Yeah, but stitches cost money."
"Yeah, well me friend did it." While saying this he looked at Blink, giving him an uneasy feeling.
I was walking the streets looking for a Newsie when a pair of hands covered my eyes. I knew they weren't anyone I knew, at least not that well. The person's hands felt rough. I removed them from my eyes and turned to face Oscar Delancey. His face was sill bruised, but something about it still felt awfully familiar. "Are you sure I don't know you?"
"No, I sure."
"Oh." I answered still having that feeling I knew him and another uneasy feeling was building up inside me.
"I wanted ta say dank you fer de 'elp ya gave me yesterday." His body leaned in closer to mine. I moved simultaneously away from him.
"It was no problem. I mean I would hope some one would show me the same kindness."
"Yes, but not ta many people would in dis city." His body still inched closer to mine. He was close enough were I could feel his hot breath on my cheek. Oscar was way to close to me for comfort. Yet, for every inch I moved back, he seemed to move two inches closer. That is something I liked about Blink. He never came to close without making sure I was comfortable. Oscar on the other hand never considered how I might be feeling in this situation.
"Not all people in this city are that cruel."
"Sweet face ya need ta live a day on de streets."
