Thank you so much for all the FB!!
Moon Star ~ Thanks for the review! You're the first one to ever review any of my stories on FF.net (okay so this is my only story, but still, lol)
Stress ~ Hehe, take back the whip! Here's more!
Two-Tone ~ Yup I plan on continuing so long as there's interest. :-)
Irish Fury/Kat ~ Thanks for the review!
Aki ~ Thanks a bunch a crunch! Hehe, sorry I've had too much sugar. Here's more for ya!
Serina ~ I'm glad you like Jesse. Hehe, I kinda wish I could date him too :-)
Amber ~ Mahalo and Thank you!
Valeria ~ Here's another chapter, well actually it's more of the prologue which needed to be a bit longer and part of chapter one. But thanks for the loverly review!
Rae Kelly ~ Thanks so much!
Ciara Lewis/Queen ~ Uh oh, don't die! Here's more, here's more!
Mondie ~ Yup, cookies and cake! Hehe, I hope you enjoyed it! And yay, thanks for the newsies compliment.
Morning Dew ~ Thanks hun!
Bottle Cap ~ Thanks for taking the time to make it official! :-)
Jo ~ Thank you so much! I tried to update quick.
Jess ~ Gee, thanks. "are you happy now?" So sarcastic. Hehe, thanks for reviewing though and sorry for ditching you last night, I was talking to Kaiola on the phone. Gah, I don't wanna go to soccer!
A/N: I had to add a bit more to the prologue so that things could flow a bit better. Just so that you know..and dialogue means someone's thoughts cause I can't figure out how to use italics.
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~~ Manhattan, almost a year later ~~
Quiet Jen!" A tall, green-eyed girl whispered sharply. Jenny nodded, her eyes wide as she continued to follow the girl down the dark hall of the orphanage.
She had been in the orphanage in Manhattan for nearly a year and much to her relief, she was finally getting out.
It had been difficult for Jenny in Manhattan. Every day she was picked on and teased by everyone including the adults. She hadn't grown much in her year spent in the city, and her quiet, timid nature made her as easy a target now, as she had been back on the train.
She longed for the protection that Jesse had provided her and the comfort she had felt.
"Hurry up!" Another sharp whisper cut through the silence. Jenny stumbled over to the window that was now standing open.
Christmas Eve was in two weeks. The thought of possibly seeing Jesse again made her heart race with excitement. She had been looking forward to this all year. Her hope had never lessened and her love had stood strong. She was convinced that Jesse would take her away so that they could live together forever.
"Jenny if you don't get out dat window I'se gonna throw ya out!" The third angry whisper pulled Jenny's mind back to the task at hand.
She about to crawl out the window when another voice scared her to her knees. Certain they had been caught, Jenny curled up into a ball and waited to be punished.
"Katie what're ya doin' heah?" Jenny's companion demanded softly.
"Charlie I'se comin' wit you. You ain't leavin' me in dis place." Katie replied softly, her blue eyes sparkled with bright determination in the light from the streets.
Jenny lifted her head from her arms and brushed her dark brown hair out of her face. Relief rushed through her as she listened to the short conversation between the two girls.
"I told ya-"
"I don' care. I'se comin'. So let's go." With that, Katie climbed easily out the window. Jenny stood up and stared out the window.
"Go on." Charlie growled softly. She nudged Jenny out the window before hopping out herself. Jenny rubbed the dirt off her hands from when she had landed and looked up at the two girls. She knew Charlie hadn't wanted her to come along, but she had brought her anyways. The older girl seemed to have a weakness for Jenny despite the fact that she didn't genuinely like her. Whatever it was though, Jenny was thankful.
Katie swept her long auburn hair back behind her neck and grinned. Jenny also smiled as the wind played with her dark hair.
They were free.
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~~ Queens, same time ~~
"Ya still hafta watch your left side Jesse." A girl with short blonde hair commented casually. She was sitting in the middle of a large room watching two boys practice their fighting skills. Her green eyes focused on catching the mistakes in the fight.
Jesse's dark eyes narrowed with contained anger, as he took advantage of the distraction the girl had created for him. His left leg swept around in a large circle, bringing the other boy crashing to the ground.
"Enough." Jesse muttered, walking away. He wiped sweat from his face, and ran a rough hand through his long black hair.
"I had you." Ice remarked coldly to the retreating figure. He stood up bringing himself to his full height.
Jesse ignored him and sent a glare towards Bittah to tell her what he thought of her comments. His anger was fueled when she sent a cocky smile back his way.
"Bittah!" Ice yelled when he could get no rise out of Jesse. "Don' evah bother us when we'se fightin'."
"Don' yell at me Ice!" Bittah shot back.
Jesse groaned and walked into his room, leaving the raised voices behind him when he shut the door. He hated fighting with fists, mainly because he wasn't the best at it. His size had always given him the advantage in fights, but he still hated fist fighting. Looking over at the collection of knives he had resting on his dresser made Jesse smile. He had always been masterful with knives and could use them in almost any way possible. Except to cook.
Taking off his grimy shirt and tossing it to the floor, Jesse dropped onto his bed. With his feet hanging off the end, he rolled onto his back to try to get comfortable. Closing his eyes, he saw a small blue-eyed girl smiling up at him.
"Two weeks till Christmas." Jesse's soft voice filled the room.
A week after arriving in New York, Jesse had escaped from the refuge. The place had been a living nightmare. The fact that he was stuck indoors all day made the situation ten times worse. Once on the streets Jesse had learned quickly how to steal for food, and hide from the bulls. After three months he had worked his way into a small gang in the slums of Queens. It was the perfect atmosphere for him.
People in the gang didn't bug him for information on himself and they didn't make him talk if he didn't want to. Many of them had heard him say Jenny's name in his sleep; he always dreamt of her. Luckily for Jesse, none them asked him who she was and he doubted that they even cared.
"Jennifer Larkson." Her name rolled of his tongue easily.
She had amazed him with the trust she had put in him. I certainly don't deserve it. Hell, I don't even want it. He didn't trust himself not to break it.
Her simple words of love, though he knew they were just spoken in haste, had been the only source of comfort in his lonely life. He didn't believe in love. Not really. Even so, he wasn't fool enough to ignore how warm his words made him feel.
The train station on Christmas Eve.
Jesse fell asleep with that thought in his mind. Images of a small girl with a pixie face, and a boy nearly three times her size, filled his dreams.
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Chapter One
~~ The Train Station, Christmas Eve 4 years later ~~
"Station, why do ya sit heah every Christmas Eve?" Racetrack asked as he did every year.
Jennifer Larkson sighed and cast a quick look over at her friend.
After leaving the orphanage, Charlie and Katie had gotten all three of them jobs as newsies. And that's where they had stayed. Charlie was now known as Holiday, Katie was called Bottle Cap, and Jenny was named Station. Her name, given to her by Jack Kelly, was a result of her yearly trips to the train station.
True to her word, Jenny had been at the train station every year since arriving in New York. And every year there was no Jesse.
Jenny looked over at Race again and shook her head. "I told ya. Da reason is me own poisonal secret and I'se nevah tellin'."
Moneybags, a tall brunette with light brown eyes, laughed at the disappointed look on her boyfriend's face. "Race ya ask dat every yeah, an' it's da same answer every yeah."
"Ya nevah know when she might decide ta tell me." Race defended. A grin played across his face as he draped an arm around Moneybags' shoulder.
Moneybags shook her head, leaning into him comfortably. Both were quickly lost in Moneybags and Race land.
Jenny frowned and turned away, her thoughts drifting to ones of Jesse. Although he had never come to her, Jenny had still clung to the hope that he still would. As childish as it might seem and as wishful as it might be, that hope was all Jenny had in her bleak life. Her love for Jesse, still running strong, was what motivated her to keep going with a smile on her face. Her love had never faltered - at least up until that winter.
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So? How was it? Let me know!! And maybe this time there will be a newsie of your choice waitin' for ya in your dreams tonight, ;-)
Moon Star ~ Thanks for the review! You're the first one to ever review any of my stories on FF.net (okay so this is my only story, but still, lol)
Stress ~ Hehe, take back the whip! Here's more!
Two-Tone ~ Yup I plan on continuing so long as there's interest. :-)
Irish Fury/Kat ~ Thanks for the review!
Aki ~ Thanks a bunch a crunch! Hehe, sorry I've had too much sugar. Here's more for ya!
Serina ~ I'm glad you like Jesse. Hehe, I kinda wish I could date him too :-)
Amber ~ Mahalo and Thank you!
Valeria ~ Here's another chapter, well actually it's more of the prologue which needed to be a bit longer and part of chapter one. But thanks for the loverly review!
Rae Kelly ~ Thanks so much!
Ciara Lewis/Queen ~ Uh oh, don't die! Here's more, here's more!
Mondie ~ Yup, cookies and cake! Hehe, I hope you enjoyed it! And yay, thanks for the newsies compliment.
Morning Dew ~ Thanks hun!
Bottle Cap ~ Thanks for taking the time to make it official! :-)
Jo ~ Thank you so much! I tried to update quick.
Jess ~ Gee, thanks. "are you happy now?" So sarcastic. Hehe, thanks for reviewing though and sorry for ditching you last night, I was talking to Kaiola on the phone. Gah, I don't wanna go to soccer!
A/N: I had to add a bit more to the prologue so that things could flow a bit better. Just so that you know..and dialogue means someone's thoughts cause I can't figure out how to use italics.
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~~ Manhattan, almost a year later ~~
Quiet Jen!" A tall, green-eyed girl whispered sharply. Jenny nodded, her eyes wide as she continued to follow the girl down the dark hall of the orphanage.
She had been in the orphanage in Manhattan for nearly a year and much to her relief, she was finally getting out.
It had been difficult for Jenny in Manhattan. Every day she was picked on and teased by everyone including the adults. She hadn't grown much in her year spent in the city, and her quiet, timid nature made her as easy a target now, as she had been back on the train.
She longed for the protection that Jesse had provided her and the comfort she had felt.
"Hurry up!" Another sharp whisper cut through the silence. Jenny stumbled over to the window that was now standing open.
Christmas Eve was in two weeks. The thought of possibly seeing Jesse again made her heart race with excitement. She had been looking forward to this all year. Her hope had never lessened and her love had stood strong. She was convinced that Jesse would take her away so that they could live together forever.
"Jenny if you don't get out dat window I'se gonna throw ya out!" The third angry whisper pulled Jenny's mind back to the task at hand.
She about to crawl out the window when another voice scared her to her knees. Certain they had been caught, Jenny curled up into a ball and waited to be punished.
"Katie what're ya doin' heah?" Jenny's companion demanded softly.
"Charlie I'se comin' wit you. You ain't leavin' me in dis place." Katie replied softly, her blue eyes sparkled with bright determination in the light from the streets.
Jenny lifted her head from her arms and brushed her dark brown hair out of her face. Relief rushed through her as she listened to the short conversation between the two girls.
"I told ya-"
"I don' care. I'se comin'. So let's go." With that, Katie climbed easily out the window. Jenny stood up and stared out the window.
"Go on." Charlie growled softly. She nudged Jenny out the window before hopping out herself. Jenny rubbed the dirt off her hands from when she had landed and looked up at the two girls. She knew Charlie hadn't wanted her to come along, but she had brought her anyways. The older girl seemed to have a weakness for Jenny despite the fact that she didn't genuinely like her. Whatever it was though, Jenny was thankful.
Katie swept her long auburn hair back behind her neck and grinned. Jenny also smiled as the wind played with her dark hair.
They were free.
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~~ Queens, same time ~~
"Ya still hafta watch your left side Jesse." A girl with short blonde hair commented casually. She was sitting in the middle of a large room watching two boys practice their fighting skills. Her green eyes focused on catching the mistakes in the fight.
Jesse's dark eyes narrowed with contained anger, as he took advantage of the distraction the girl had created for him. His left leg swept around in a large circle, bringing the other boy crashing to the ground.
"Enough." Jesse muttered, walking away. He wiped sweat from his face, and ran a rough hand through his long black hair.
"I had you." Ice remarked coldly to the retreating figure. He stood up bringing himself to his full height.
Jesse ignored him and sent a glare towards Bittah to tell her what he thought of her comments. His anger was fueled when she sent a cocky smile back his way.
"Bittah!" Ice yelled when he could get no rise out of Jesse. "Don' evah bother us when we'se fightin'."
"Don' yell at me Ice!" Bittah shot back.
Jesse groaned and walked into his room, leaving the raised voices behind him when he shut the door. He hated fighting with fists, mainly because he wasn't the best at it. His size had always given him the advantage in fights, but he still hated fist fighting. Looking over at the collection of knives he had resting on his dresser made Jesse smile. He had always been masterful with knives and could use them in almost any way possible. Except to cook.
Taking off his grimy shirt and tossing it to the floor, Jesse dropped onto his bed. With his feet hanging off the end, he rolled onto his back to try to get comfortable. Closing his eyes, he saw a small blue-eyed girl smiling up at him.
"Two weeks till Christmas." Jesse's soft voice filled the room.
A week after arriving in New York, Jesse had escaped from the refuge. The place had been a living nightmare. The fact that he was stuck indoors all day made the situation ten times worse. Once on the streets Jesse had learned quickly how to steal for food, and hide from the bulls. After three months he had worked his way into a small gang in the slums of Queens. It was the perfect atmosphere for him.
People in the gang didn't bug him for information on himself and they didn't make him talk if he didn't want to. Many of them had heard him say Jenny's name in his sleep; he always dreamt of her. Luckily for Jesse, none them asked him who she was and he doubted that they even cared.
"Jennifer Larkson." Her name rolled of his tongue easily.
She had amazed him with the trust she had put in him. I certainly don't deserve it. Hell, I don't even want it. He didn't trust himself not to break it.
Her simple words of love, though he knew they were just spoken in haste, had been the only source of comfort in his lonely life. He didn't believe in love. Not really. Even so, he wasn't fool enough to ignore how warm his words made him feel.
The train station on Christmas Eve.
Jesse fell asleep with that thought in his mind. Images of a small girl with a pixie face, and a boy nearly three times her size, filled his dreams.
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Chapter One
~~ The Train Station, Christmas Eve 4 years later ~~
"Station, why do ya sit heah every Christmas Eve?" Racetrack asked as he did every year.
Jennifer Larkson sighed and cast a quick look over at her friend.
After leaving the orphanage, Charlie and Katie had gotten all three of them jobs as newsies. And that's where they had stayed. Charlie was now known as Holiday, Katie was called Bottle Cap, and Jenny was named Station. Her name, given to her by Jack Kelly, was a result of her yearly trips to the train station.
True to her word, Jenny had been at the train station every year since arriving in New York. And every year there was no Jesse.
Jenny looked over at Race again and shook her head. "I told ya. Da reason is me own poisonal secret and I'se nevah tellin'."
Moneybags, a tall brunette with light brown eyes, laughed at the disappointed look on her boyfriend's face. "Race ya ask dat every yeah, an' it's da same answer every yeah."
"Ya nevah know when she might decide ta tell me." Race defended. A grin played across his face as he draped an arm around Moneybags' shoulder.
Moneybags shook her head, leaning into him comfortably. Both were quickly lost in Moneybags and Race land.
Jenny frowned and turned away, her thoughts drifting to ones of Jesse. Although he had never come to her, Jenny had still clung to the hope that he still would. As childish as it might seem and as wishful as it might be, that hope was all Jenny had in her bleak life. Her love for Jesse, still running strong, was what motivated her to keep going with a smile on her face. Her love had never faltered - at least up until that winter.
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So? How was it? Let me know!! And maybe this time there will be a newsie of your choice waitin' for ya in your dreams tonight, ;-)