Disclaimer: I don't own the newsies. Damn that Disney company! What are
they doing with Newsies anyway?!? NOTHING! They should give it to the fans
so in these stupid disclaimers, we could write, Yes! I do own the newsies!!
Man, wouldn't that be sweet like chocolate pop-tarts? Anyways, I don't own
Dashboard either nor do I own them in the 3rd chapter, I only own Rachel
and Olivia.
Specs and Rachel finished selling their papes and decided to take a walk in Central Park. They talked about books, poetry and whatnot. Rachel suggested that they sit down, so they did so on the first empty bench they saw. At first, neither of them said a word. *too shy-ya know how that is* Finally, Specs broke the silence.
"Rachel, I do hope you don't think I'm too forward, but I think you're the greatest person I've ever met, and I would be honored--no. I really want-- no, hold on. Would you like--no!" Rachel cut him off.
"Spit it out, Specs!"
"There's a party tonight for all the newsies at Irving Hall and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me." The words came tumbling out of his mouth, fast and sloppy. Rachel, after deciphering what was just said, was speechless (kinda).
"I would love to." Specs smiled and stood up, reaching his hand out to help Rachel up. She took it and felt a tad of electricity flow through her body. She jumped up and landed quite close to Specs to where their faces were almost touching. Rachel blushed and stepped away.
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Blink and Olivia had just left Tibby's to sell the rest of their papes. Or that's what they told everyone else. The truth was, they had finished selling before lunch and they just wanted to talk without the distraction of other (hot) newsies. Blink found a soft spot on the grass in the park and they both sat down.Olivia yawned, trying her hardest to hide it, but Blink still noticed. (I swear, nothing gets past that boy).
"You tired?" He asked. Olivia nodded and laid down. Blink came down, too, resting his hands behind his head. Olivia rolled over and propped her head up with her arm.
"You know, this reminds of my favorite song. It's called "Hands Down" by Dashboard Confessional. It's so romantic. I have it in my bag back at the lodging house if you wanna listen to it." Olivia sat up and started to stand, but Blink took hold of her arm.
"We can listen to it later. Right now, I wanna ask you something." Olivia panicked. *What is he asks me to be his girlfriend! I mean, I really like him, but it's way too soon! I don't know him that well.*
"Would you like--" Olivia held her breath. "--to go to a party with me tonight? It's at Irving Hall for all the newsies." Olivia exhaled sharply.
"Are you kidding me? I would love to!!!" Blink opened his pocket watch and checked the time.
"The party starts at 6, so we have a little less than 2 hours. Whatcha wanna do until then?" Olivia quickly stood up, almost jumping.
"Oh no! I gotta get ready!Thank goodness I have my make-up and battery powered straightener in my bag!" (A/N: Note that Olivia's bag is ridiculously big and she's invented the battery powered straightener...that's why she has one.) She pulled Blink up with ease, showing her extreme strength. "What? I play hockey." Blink looked at her confused.
"Hockey?" Olivia sighed exasperatingly. She had already explained too many things today.
"I'll tell you later. Can we go now?!" She grabbed Blink's hand and ran in the direction of the lodging house.
Specs and Rachel finished selling their papes and decided to take a walk in Central Park. They talked about books, poetry and whatnot. Rachel suggested that they sit down, so they did so on the first empty bench they saw. At first, neither of them said a word. *too shy-ya know how that is* Finally, Specs broke the silence.
"Rachel, I do hope you don't think I'm too forward, but I think you're the greatest person I've ever met, and I would be honored--no. I really want-- no, hold on. Would you like--no!" Rachel cut him off.
"Spit it out, Specs!"
"There's a party tonight for all the newsies at Irving Hall and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me." The words came tumbling out of his mouth, fast and sloppy. Rachel, after deciphering what was just said, was speechless (kinda).
"I would love to." Specs smiled and stood up, reaching his hand out to help Rachel up. She took it and felt a tad of electricity flow through her body. She jumped up and landed quite close to Specs to where their faces were almost touching. Rachel blushed and stepped away.
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Blink and Olivia had just left Tibby's to sell the rest of their papes. Or that's what they told everyone else. The truth was, they had finished selling before lunch and they just wanted to talk without the distraction of other (hot) newsies. Blink found a soft spot on the grass in the park and they both sat down.Olivia yawned, trying her hardest to hide it, but Blink still noticed. (I swear, nothing gets past that boy).
"You tired?" He asked. Olivia nodded and laid down. Blink came down, too, resting his hands behind his head. Olivia rolled over and propped her head up with her arm.
"You know, this reminds of my favorite song. It's called "Hands Down" by Dashboard Confessional. It's so romantic. I have it in my bag back at the lodging house if you wanna listen to it." Olivia sat up and started to stand, but Blink took hold of her arm.
"We can listen to it later. Right now, I wanna ask you something." Olivia panicked. *What is he asks me to be his girlfriend! I mean, I really like him, but it's way too soon! I don't know him that well.*
"Would you like--" Olivia held her breath. "--to go to a party with me tonight? It's at Irving Hall for all the newsies." Olivia exhaled sharply.
"Are you kidding me? I would love to!!!" Blink opened his pocket watch and checked the time.
"The party starts at 6, so we have a little less than 2 hours. Whatcha wanna do until then?" Olivia quickly stood up, almost jumping.
"Oh no! I gotta get ready!Thank goodness I have my make-up and battery powered straightener in my bag!" (A/N: Note that Olivia's bag is ridiculously big and she's invented the battery powered straightener...that's why she has one.) She pulled Blink up with ease, showing her extreme strength. "What? I play hockey." Blink looked at her confused.
"Hockey?" Olivia sighed exasperatingly. She had already explained too many things today.
"I'll tell you later. Can we go now?!" She grabbed Blink's hand and ran in the direction of the lodging house.