! SHOUT OUTS!
Specsglasses- Thanx I'm glad you liked it... I don't know if it's the
BEST I've ever written, but hey. But I'm not sure if I really have a
plot yet... I guess I kinda do... lol not like my other story 'Shoot
the Bull' that's kinda funny... you should check it out. Love ya!
Gryffin Parker- I wasn't truly fond of my description, it could have
been better I guess. But I agree, Race and Jack are for each other...
even though I don't know where this story's going... well Love ya!
Shot Hunter- Thanks for your review... I hope your feeling better. And
you should listen to your Race!Muse... It sounds like he knows best. :
p Love ya!
Thistle- :D I'm glad you liked it. And I wrote more! Love ya, thanks
for reviewing!
Saturday()- Wow, this is really your first? I should suggest 'The
Cowboy and the Gambler.' I mean I should... but I'm not. Anyway, I'm
glad your loving it! I wrote more... see! Love ya!
A/N: that's the most reviews I've ever gotten for a chapter... I
think... I just want to tell you know... I have know idea what I'm
going to write for this chapter, but I hope it's okay! Love a Lots!
Chapter 2
Race had a hard time sleeping that night. It felt like he was waking
up every ten minutes to cough. He was surprised he could cough that
much and no one would even move, never mind wake up.
It was about his tenth time waking up that night, and he couldn't get
back to sleep. He turned to his side as he coughed for about three
minutes straight, taking fast breaths between coughs.
Race hated being in bed, it seemed like it hurt more when he lied
down. When he was going to get a drink, or go to the bathroom he was
just fine, he coughed but it didn't hurt. But he promised Jack he
would stay in bed and get better.
He looked up at the bed next to him, the bed on the right where Jack
was fast asleep. Race, realizing he had stopped coughing, sat up in
his bed. He sat there for a moment leaning against the headboard of
his bed. It wasn't until after he had started to cough again that he
decided to go get a drink.
Race grabbed the cup, which was on the side of his bed placed on the
floor, and made his way to the washroom. He started to fill the cup
with water from the sink. Then he heard someone else, who he must have
woken up.
"What are you doing up Racetrack?" Came the teenaged voice of Jack
Kelly.
Race span around as fast as he could to see the cowboy looking boy in
the doorway, "I-I needed a drink." He said holding up his cup.
Jack walked closer, "Ya need to get back to bed. Take da cup wit' you
if ya have to, so- "
Race cut him off, "Ya know, I can take care of myself Jack. I know
what is good for me and what isn't." Race sipped his water.
"Yeah, but Kloppman said ya won't get better unless ya get rest." Jack
said, pulling himself into a seat on the counter.
"I need ta walk around Jack, it doesn't hurt as bad den." Race said
sitting next to Jack.
Jack shook his head, "Why can't ya just get better? You've been sick
long enough."
"To long if ya ask me... maybe I should just ignore it and start
sellin' again. Tomorrows the first day of summer, and it shouldn't be
too bad. All I have is a cough now." Race said, spinning his finger
around the top of his cup.
"A real bad cough." Jack said.
Race smiled, "Ise don' t'ink I'm getting' better anytime soon, and I'm
getting' to tired to gamble off everyone's' money ta pay rent."
"I'll pay ya if ya just get back to bed!" Jack said pushing Race off
the counter.
"Alright, if you insist." Race smiled and turned on his heel, tripping
and falling face first onto the ground. His water fell all over him.
Jack laughed, "Are you alright? I think you wet your pants!"
Race tried to get up, but couldn't. He was too weak. Jack stopped
laughing as soon as he realized Race had passed out.
"Oh my gosh! Race!" He ran over and tried to shake him awake, but it
was no use. He picked him up and took Race to his bed. Jack then
covered him up, "If you don't wake up in the morning I'll kill you. I
think you just need sleep, so I'll leave you for now."
Jack sat and stared at Race for a moment, then made his way to his
bed... Jack couldn't sleep anymore. So he just watched as Race did.
* * *
A/N: So what ya think? Not as good as the first but hey, nothings ever
as good as the original. Please review.
Love ya,
Chip
Specsglasses- Thanx I'm glad you liked it... I don't know if it's the
BEST I've ever written, but hey. But I'm not sure if I really have a
plot yet... I guess I kinda do... lol not like my other story 'Shoot
the Bull' that's kinda funny... you should check it out. Love ya!
Gryffin Parker- I wasn't truly fond of my description, it could have
been better I guess. But I agree, Race and Jack are for each other...
even though I don't know where this story's going... well Love ya!
Shot Hunter- Thanks for your review... I hope your feeling better. And
you should listen to your Race!Muse... It sounds like he knows best. :
p Love ya!
Thistle- :D I'm glad you liked it. And I wrote more! Love ya, thanks
for reviewing!
Saturday()- Wow, this is really your first? I should suggest 'The
Cowboy and the Gambler.' I mean I should... but I'm not. Anyway, I'm
glad your loving it! I wrote more... see! Love ya!
A/N: that's the most reviews I've ever gotten for a chapter... I
think... I just want to tell you know... I have know idea what I'm
going to write for this chapter, but I hope it's okay! Love a Lots!
Chapter 2
Race had a hard time sleeping that night. It felt like he was waking
up every ten minutes to cough. He was surprised he could cough that
much and no one would even move, never mind wake up.
It was about his tenth time waking up that night, and he couldn't get
back to sleep. He turned to his side as he coughed for about three
minutes straight, taking fast breaths between coughs.
Race hated being in bed, it seemed like it hurt more when he lied
down. When he was going to get a drink, or go to the bathroom he was
just fine, he coughed but it didn't hurt. But he promised Jack he
would stay in bed and get better.
He looked up at the bed next to him, the bed on the right where Jack
was fast asleep. Race, realizing he had stopped coughing, sat up in
his bed. He sat there for a moment leaning against the headboard of
his bed. It wasn't until after he had started to cough again that he
decided to go get a drink.
Race grabbed the cup, which was on the side of his bed placed on the
floor, and made his way to the washroom. He started to fill the cup
with water from the sink. Then he heard someone else, who he must have
woken up.
"What are you doing up Racetrack?" Came the teenaged voice of Jack
Kelly.
Race span around as fast as he could to see the cowboy looking boy in
the doorway, "I-I needed a drink." He said holding up his cup.
Jack walked closer, "Ya need to get back to bed. Take da cup wit' you
if ya have to, so- "
Race cut him off, "Ya know, I can take care of myself Jack. I know
what is good for me and what isn't." Race sipped his water.
"Yeah, but Kloppman said ya won't get better unless ya get rest." Jack
said, pulling himself into a seat on the counter.
"I need ta walk around Jack, it doesn't hurt as bad den." Race said
sitting next to Jack.
Jack shook his head, "Why can't ya just get better? You've been sick
long enough."
"To long if ya ask me... maybe I should just ignore it and start
sellin' again. Tomorrows the first day of summer, and it shouldn't be
too bad. All I have is a cough now." Race said, spinning his finger
around the top of his cup.
"A real bad cough." Jack said.
Race smiled, "Ise don' t'ink I'm getting' better anytime soon, and I'm
getting' to tired to gamble off everyone's' money ta pay rent."
"I'll pay ya if ya just get back to bed!" Jack said pushing Race off
the counter.
"Alright, if you insist." Race smiled and turned on his heel, tripping
and falling face first onto the ground. His water fell all over him.
Jack laughed, "Are you alright? I think you wet your pants!"
Race tried to get up, but couldn't. He was too weak. Jack stopped
laughing as soon as he realized Race had passed out.
"Oh my gosh! Race!" He ran over and tried to shake him awake, but it
was no use. He picked him up and took Race to his bed. Jack then
covered him up, "If you don't wake up in the morning I'll kill you. I
think you just need sleep, so I'll leave you for now."
Jack sat and stared at Race for a moment, then made his way to his
bed... Jack couldn't sleep anymore. So he just watched as Race did.
* * *
A/N: So what ya think? Not as good as the first but hey, nothings ever
as good as the original. Please review.
Love ya,
Chip