**Holy crap I need a life! Four chapters in one day! Complete boredom has
taken over my life. (And Newsies have taken over my brain.) Well, here's
lucky number seven!**
Chapter Seven
Spot stood by the fence, watching the end of Black Sand's race. He one, but it was really close. Spot walked over to the winner's circle and waited for Lizzy to come get the horse. He saw her, hair pulled up into her cabbie hat, take the horse's rains from the jockey and lead him to the stables. Spot followed.
When he reached the stables, Lizzy was already gone. "She must've gone ta get da hay an' oats." Spot thought to himself. He let himself into Black Sand's stall. The horse trotted over to him and nuzzled his pockets, searching for treats. Spot picked up a currycomb and began to groom the horse.
A few minutes later, Lizzy came back. "What're ya doin' heah?" she asked as she poured Black Sand's oats into his feed box.
"I jus' t'ought dat you could use a hand."
"Ya neva came down heah before."
"Okay, I also wanted ta take ya ta meet Medda," he continued, "I figured dat you'd like ta meet a professional singer."
"Dat might be fun," Lizzy said. The reporters came to the stall door again and Lizzy went to answer their questions.
"Who's your friend?" one asked.
"Spot Conlon," Lizzy answered.
"Isn't he a Newsie?"
"Yep, I'm stayin' at his lodgin' house."
"Are you two a couple?"
"Me and Spot? No."
"Then why is he letting you stay at his lodging house?"
"I don't really know." She looked over at Spot and said, "I guess he ain't as tough as he likes ta make people tink."
The reporters left and Lizzy went back to grooming. When they were finished, Lizzy kissed Black Sand lightly on his muzzle and they left. Spot led the way through Manhattan towards Medda's place.
"Hey!" a voice shouted from behind them, "Spot! Lizzy! Wait up!"
They turned around to see Racetrack running up to them with Mush, Blink, and two other Newsies that Lizzy didn't know following close behind him.
"Where ya headed?" Race asked.
"Medda's place," Spot answered, "I wanted ta introduce her ta Lizzy."
"By da way Lizzy," Race said, "Dis is Boots, Skittery-"
"Mush and Blink," Lizzy finished for him, "We've met before."
"Do ya mind if we tag along?" Mush asked, "We've just finished sellin' our papes for da day an' got notin' betta ta do."
"Spot looked over at Lizzy and said, "It's up ta you Lizzy."
Lizzy shrugged. "I don't care, it's a free country, but I dunno why you'd wanna come."
"Race's been tellin' us how good ya sing," Blink answered.
"All right, all right," Spot interrupted, "'nough chit-chat already. Let's get goin'!"
They found talking to Jack behind the stage. When they walked in, Medda beamed and came over to them, hugging each boy and addressing them by name. Then, she noticed Lizzy, standing behind Spot, watching them.
"Well," Medda cooed, "And who is this?" (A/N annoying cooing voice... *twitch*)
"Dis is Lizzy," Spot answered, "I t'ought dat she might benefit from meetin' ya. She's got a really good voice."
"And she's pretty too," Medda added.
Lizzy blushed. How could someone as beautiful as Medda call Lizzy pretty? Blink, Skittery, and Boots went and sat in some chairs around Jack and began to talk. Spot, Mush, and Race stayed beside her as Medda asked her some questions and they talked.
After a while, Medda turned to the boys and said, "I'd like to talk to Lizzy alone for a while, so we're going up to my room."
Lizzy smiled at Spot as she followed Medda up the stairs. To Lizzy's surprise, he smiled back. It was a small smile, but it was still the first time he had smiled in all the weeks she had known him. Spot watched Lizzy and Medda as they disappeared up the stairs, then he went and sat with the others.
An hour passed and Spot could hear Lizzy and Medda singing in the room above them. Eventually, they came downstairs. They talked for a while, laughing and smiling like they were old friends. Spot and Lizzy said their good-byes and headed back to Brooklyn.
When they arrived back at the lodging house, the Newsies were full of questions about where they had been and what they were doing (wink wink). Lizzy told them about Spot introducing her to Medda and everyone went back to their business.
Lizzy joined in on a poker game and Spot stood by the window, watching everyone. But no matter where he looked or what he tried to focus on, his eyes always seemed to end up on Lizzy again. "Whatsa madda wit dis goil?" Spot thought, "Most goils eidda are afraid a me or dey love me, but Lizzy treats me like everyone else."
In the corner of her eye, Lizzy thought she Spot watching her. She looked up at him and he quickly averted his gaze. She laughed silently to herself and went back to the poker game. Just then, something clicked in Spot's head: he was in love.
**Yes, everybody go "aaaww!" Well.....yeah.......blarg......R&R.......um.......bye**
~*spots_lil_boidie*~
Chapter Seven
Spot stood by the fence, watching the end of Black Sand's race. He one, but it was really close. Spot walked over to the winner's circle and waited for Lizzy to come get the horse. He saw her, hair pulled up into her cabbie hat, take the horse's rains from the jockey and lead him to the stables. Spot followed.
When he reached the stables, Lizzy was already gone. "She must've gone ta get da hay an' oats." Spot thought to himself. He let himself into Black Sand's stall. The horse trotted over to him and nuzzled his pockets, searching for treats. Spot picked up a currycomb and began to groom the horse.
A few minutes later, Lizzy came back. "What're ya doin' heah?" she asked as she poured Black Sand's oats into his feed box.
"I jus' t'ought dat you could use a hand."
"Ya neva came down heah before."
"Okay, I also wanted ta take ya ta meet Medda," he continued, "I figured dat you'd like ta meet a professional singer."
"Dat might be fun," Lizzy said. The reporters came to the stall door again and Lizzy went to answer their questions.
"Who's your friend?" one asked.
"Spot Conlon," Lizzy answered.
"Isn't he a Newsie?"
"Yep, I'm stayin' at his lodgin' house."
"Are you two a couple?"
"Me and Spot? No."
"Then why is he letting you stay at his lodging house?"
"I don't really know." She looked over at Spot and said, "I guess he ain't as tough as he likes ta make people tink."
The reporters left and Lizzy went back to grooming. When they were finished, Lizzy kissed Black Sand lightly on his muzzle and they left. Spot led the way through Manhattan towards Medda's place.
"Hey!" a voice shouted from behind them, "Spot! Lizzy! Wait up!"
They turned around to see Racetrack running up to them with Mush, Blink, and two other Newsies that Lizzy didn't know following close behind him.
"Where ya headed?" Race asked.
"Medda's place," Spot answered, "I wanted ta introduce her ta Lizzy."
"By da way Lizzy," Race said, "Dis is Boots, Skittery-"
"Mush and Blink," Lizzy finished for him, "We've met before."
"Do ya mind if we tag along?" Mush asked, "We've just finished sellin' our papes for da day an' got notin' betta ta do."
"Spot looked over at Lizzy and said, "It's up ta you Lizzy."
Lizzy shrugged. "I don't care, it's a free country, but I dunno why you'd wanna come."
"Race's been tellin' us how good ya sing," Blink answered.
"All right, all right," Spot interrupted, "'nough chit-chat already. Let's get goin'!"
They found talking to Jack behind the stage. When they walked in, Medda beamed and came over to them, hugging each boy and addressing them by name. Then, she noticed Lizzy, standing behind Spot, watching them.
"Well," Medda cooed, "And who is this?" (A/N annoying cooing voice... *twitch*)
"Dis is Lizzy," Spot answered, "I t'ought dat she might benefit from meetin' ya. She's got a really good voice."
"And she's pretty too," Medda added.
Lizzy blushed. How could someone as beautiful as Medda call Lizzy pretty? Blink, Skittery, and Boots went and sat in some chairs around Jack and began to talk. Spot, Mush, and Race stayed beside her as Medda asked her some questions and they talked.
After a while, Medda turned to the boys and said, "I'd like to talk to Lizzy alone for a while, so we're going up to my room."
Lizzy smiled at Spot as she followed Medda up the stairs. To Lizzy's surprise, he smiled back. It was a small smile, but it was still the first time he had smiled in all the weeks she had known him. Spot watched Lizzy and Medda as they disappeared up the stairs, then he went and sat with the others.
An hour passed and Spot could hear Lizzy and Medda singing in the room above them. Eventually, they came downstairs. They talked for a while, laughing and smiling like they were old friends. Spot and Lizzy said their good-byes and headed back to Brooklyn.
When they arrived back at the lodging house, the Newsies were full of questions about where they had been and what they were doing (wink wink). Lizzy told them about Spot introducing her to Medda and everyone went back to their business.
Lizzy joined in on a poker game and Spot stood by the window, watching everyone. But no matter where he looked or what he tried to focus on, his eyes always seemed to end up on Lizzy again. "Whatsa madda wit dis goil?" Spot thought, "Most goils eidda are afraid a me or dey love me, but Lizzy treats me like everyone else."
In the corner of her eye, Lizzy thought she Spot watching her. She looked up at him and he quickly averted his gaze. She laughed silently to herself and went back to the poker game. Just then, something clicked in Spot's head: he was in love.
**Yes, everybody go "aaaww!" Well.....yeah.......blarg......R&R.......um.......bye**
~*spots_lil_boidie*~