A/N; I've got SOOOO many ideas... so update should be very often... so keep checkin' back and keep reviewin'... give me some.... what's the word? Motivation. I think that's it.. ;) Well... here it is.. lemme know whatcha think.. and a few new characters come in within the next two chapters so.. KEEP READING!! ;)

Sprite; You are awesome... I love you, your stories.. and you're just awesome *hugs*
Sweets; This is for you and Sprite.... ;) You're too cool chicka!
Doll; *sighs* The one and only, and you're gonna LOVE the last little part *tee-hee* ;) MAKIN' MUSIC IN 1899!!!! You rock my socks...


Simple Mistakes
Marit giggled drunkenly at nothing.
"Honey, I think you should let me have this one." Jack said as he attempted to take her drink.
"No! It's mine!" she said as she put the glass to her lips.
Jack sighed as he stood up and said, "Come on, I think it's time to go home. Where's Race?"
"He went to the bathroom I think," Mush said as he yawned, "I think it's time to head home too."
"Ok. I'm gonna go on and take her outside before she blows chunks everywhere." Jack said as he picked Marit up off the couch.
He walked out the door into the cool air. He stopped right outside the door and sat Marit down. She attempted to gain her balance but fell forward into Jack's arms. She looked up at him and grinned.
"You'se have really pretty eyes, ya know dat?" she said slowly.
"Why thank you. You'se do also."
Jack looked off out into the night. It was darker than usual, and chilly. The lights from the town made up from the lack of light from the stars and moon. He sighed and looked back at Marit. Without any warning she leaned forward and began kissing him.

"Where's Mar?" Race asked as he returned from the restroom.
Mush pointed toward the door, "Jack went on and took her outside before she blew chunks everywhere."
"Ok," Race mumbled as he walked toward the door. When he opened it and looked out, he saw more than he had expected. Marit as in Jack's arms... and they were kissing. Race felt his heart break. How could she? he thought to himself. But he didn't give his mind or heart to answer back. He stormed back in and slammed the door behind him.
"What'sa madda?" Blink asked standing up.
"I'se da back way, I'll see yas lata." Race said as he stormed toward the back exit of the Brooklyn Lodging House. Blink looked at everyone else who shared the same puzzled looks on their faces.

Race slammed the door behind him as hard as he could. He couldn't think of why he did that. It seemed very childish once he thought about it, but he could have cared less.
WHY?! his mind yelled silently, She was kissing me, and all this bullshit, now she does this! Maybe Spot was right... maybe she is just another broad.
He glanced up at the starry sky. All he could think about the whole way to Manhattan was her. Race, shit... it's just another girl. It doesn't matter... you'll find another new one soon.... One even BETTER. his mind said to him softly, but his head wasn't saying the same. Who are you kidding? You'll never find someone better..... face it.

Jack pushed Marit away almost causing her to fall.
"What as dat for?" she tried to yell, but he words slurred so much it didn't come out too well.
"Who do you'se tink you are? Kissin' me and all.... what about Race?" Jack said sternly.
Marit started to answer but she started to loose balance. Jack jolted forward and caught her just as she passed out. He sighed.. this was going to be a long trip home.

As the gang reached the Lodging House Jack finally realized Race wasn't with them.
"Guys.. where's Race?" Jack asked as they walked up the steps.
Mush looked over at Jack, "You'se just now figurin' out dat he ain't heah?"
Jack nodded, "Yea."
"He walked out ta come wit you'se and Marit then came stormin' back in an said he was takin' da back way home. I'se dunno what gots into him..." Blink said opening the door to let jack take Marit in.
Jack stopped and looked at Blink before entering, "I'se tink I know...."

Race rolled over to face the wall and sighed heavily when he heard the group of Newsies coming down the hall toward the bunk room. He didn't want to see Jack... and for sure didn't wanna see her.
he listened silently as they came in and made their way to bed. He heard Jack, or he assumed Jack, putting Marit in the bunk above him. God how I'd love ta knock him out right now.... he thought to himself as he clenched his teeth. Finally after a few more minutes of people coming in and out, the lights were turned off and the goodnights were said. But Race couldn't sleep.


"Race.. Race.... wake up." a voice hiss in his ear. Race raised his hand and shooed whoever away, but they obviously didn't take the hint.
"GET UP!" they yelled right in his ear.
"WHAT DA HELL DO YA TINK YA DOIN'?! TRYIN' TA FUCKIN' KILL ME HEARIN' IN ONE EAR?!?" Race yelled sitting up and almost whacking his head on the bunk above him. Once his vision cleared he saw Blink smiling at him.
"Mornin' dere sleepy. The Sleeping Beauty is up also. Even though she's not to beautiful dis mornin'... considerin' she's havin' a maja (major) hang-ova."
"I'se dun care if she's up or not. Get outta me way." Race hissed as he got out of his bunk and put on his shirt.
"What's yo' problem?" Blink asked.
"My problem is yo sista....." Race shot back as he snatched his vest just as Marit came out of the girls bathroom holding her stomach.
"What'd she do ta you?" Blink yelled.
Marit looked at Blink then Race when she approached. Her hair was messed up, her eyes didn't have the usual perk they normally did. "Wha'd I'se do now?" she groaned still holding her stomach.
"Don't act like ya don't know whatcha did ta Jack last night...." Race yelled, looking at the small girl. "Don't yell at me sista! Ok, she didn't do shit to you'se. Marit, baby, get back in da bed before you'se get sick." Blink said trying to get his sister to get up in the top bunk.
"No. Wait... Race I'se didn't do anythin'....." Marit said wiggling from Blink grip but still keeping hold of her stomach.
"Didn't do anythin', didja? Then what da hell was dat stunt ya pulled kissin' Jack, huh? After everything you'se said to me, den ya goes out and do dat. I don't fuckin' understand you'se." Race said grabbing his cap and storming out of the room.
Blink looked down at his little sister who stood there in shock, her eyes slowly glazing with tears.

Jack took his papers and sat down next to Racetrack to skim through it. He looked over at him and examined his face. I can't believe he saw us. He's probably thinking we'se got something going on, Jack thought to himself.
"Why?" Race said, still looking up from his paper.
"Why what?" Jack asked, trying to act as is he didn't know what he was talking about.
"Why were ya kissin' her?" Race asked, the anger in his voice rising considerably.
"She was drunk. She loves you'se, so drop it Race." Jack said turning the page of his paper.
"Is dat your explination for kissin' HER? You'se were kissin' back! An' you'se sure as hell wasn't drunk!" Race yelled jumping up and grabbing his papes, not giving Jack time to answer.

Andrew looked up at Marit who was pacing back and forth in front of him.
"Wha'd you'se do?" Andrew asked taking a drag from his cigarette.
Marit stopped and looked at him, "Excuse da fuck outta you'se, but I'se didn't do a damn thing. Race is accusin' meh of kissin' Jack last night..."
"You'se kissed meh before too... didn't mean a damn thing.... at least not to you'se." Andrew said, looking up at the girl and faking a grin.
Marit snatched the cigarette out of Andrew's hand and took a drag out of it, "Why do you'se always gotta bring up US? Huh?"
Andrew chuckled and smirked at her, "I dunno, Mar. I don't fuckin' know why I'se bother anymore."
"I dunno either..." Marit said as she flopped down on the bed.


An odd silence hung over everyone at supper that night at Tibby's.
"Will someone fuckin' talk? I'se sick of this..." Mush said putting down his cup.
Everyone looked at each other without saying a word
"Everyone is silent 'cause of this bullshit between Race, Marit and Jack. Now apologize, and get it da hell over with... " Mush said looking over at the three.
"I'se not apologizing.. I'm not apologizing for bein' pissed at a worthless whore...." Race said as he leaned back in his seat eyeing Marit.
Blink jumped up and slammed his fist down on the table, "What da fuck did you'se just call me sister?"
"I'se called her a fuckin' worthless whore!! That's what I'se called her!" Race said, jumping up also.
"Listen! You'se don't talk about me sista like dat!! She ain't done shit to you'se!" Blink yelled.
"Sure she's didn't! She only--" Race started, but was interrupted by Marit jumping up and throwing down her utensils and storming out of the restaurant; Andrew got up and ran after her.
"Nice one, Race. Real smooth." Blink said going after her too.
Race sat back down and sighed heavily.
"Y'know... she was drunk. It meant nothing." Jack said glancing over at Race.
"Sure, Jack. Sure." Race said getting up and leaving.

Andrew bent down in front of Marit who was sitting against the brick wall crying. Her sobs were the only other thing heard besides the unusual silence in the New York streets.
"Listen, you'se wastin' your tears... he's not worth it." Andrew said running his hand threw her hair.
"Am I really a worthless whore?" Marit sobbed, looking up at Andrew.
"No! Of course you'se not!" Andrew exclaimed, scooting closer to her.
He watched her for a while, looking down at the ground. Her silent tears streaking her face.
Marit looked up at him, about to say something, just as Andrew leaned forward and locked his lips with hers. He began to deepen the kiss, before she shoved him away.
"No... I can't." she said getting up. Andrew looked up at her front his spot on the ground with amazement.
He chuckled, "Why do you'se always do this to me?"
"I can't Langley! I just FUCKIN' CAN'T! Ok... I dunno. It just seems wrong.." Marit yelled running her hands threw her hair.
"You can't?! Can't what, Mar? Kiss me or love me? Huh? You'se can run away and come here, and kiss two guys you don't even fuckin' know... but it's wrong to kiss me?" Andrew yelled, getting up.
"NO! NO you've--"
"I've what?!"
"You'se got it all wrong!!"
"What do I have wrong, Marit??"
"Everything!" she yelled as Doll came out of the restaurant.
"Marit, hon. Let's go. We'se gonna be late for Medda's." Doll said, motioning Marit to follow her.
"Alright..." Marit said, turning to look at Andrew, "Bye."
Marit threw up her hand and turned to run after Doll.
"So.. how are you and Tay-- Blink doing?" Marit asked as she looked over at Doll. Her blonde hair covered up part of her face. She turned to face Marit, and smiled, "We'se over.... I'se got me a new man.." Doll nudged Marit and grinned real big.
Marit eyes widen and she chuckled, "So.. who's da new man?"
"Spot.." Doll said giggling like a little girl.
"Ooooh.. Conlon, aye?"
"Yup,"
"Yea, he's a cutie..." Marit said looking down at the ground.
Doll grinned and nodded in agreement. She looked over at Marit, who had her head hung and her hands stuffed in her pocket.
"So, what's this goin' down wit you'se and Race? You'se two seemed real friendly at Spot's party but now you'se two won't look at each other...." Doll asked, curiously.
"Well, I'se was real drunk... and obviously I'se kissed Jack.. and.... yea. Race saw.. now he won't even speak to me..." Marit said not looking up, cause she was afraid Doll might see the tear roll down her cheek.
"Awww... hon, don't worry. It'll pass...." Doll said smiling at the young newsie and patting her shoulder.
"Well, here we are... Medda's again.." Doll said as the girls entered the building, ready to get into costume and perform.

*blah* I think it sucked, but I'll letcha decide for yourself! ;)