Disclaimer: I don't own newsies :'( I still don't see why Disney doesn't
give them to us! Tsk tsk tsk...maybe I should bring it up the next time I
speak to them. Yeah, I only own Rachel and Olivia.
At 5:00, Rachel and Specs decided to head back to the lodging house. They slowly walked, their steps in sync. Rachel felt a little awkward. Of course she had had boyfriends before, but only a few. What was she supposed to do now? *Should I hold hands with me? Do I move in first? Or does he???* She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice a small pepple lying on the sidewalk. It was small, but powerful enough to trip someone. And that it did. She would have fallen flat on her face if Specs hadn't been there. He quickly ran in front of her and stuck out his arms. Rachel grabbed and fell into them. She was very grateful he had caught her because she really didn't feel like looking like an idiot in front of Specs.
"Thanks. Heh, I'm a klutz. If you couldn't tell that already..."
"No problem." Specs smiled. Rachel stood up straight, her hands still on his arms. As he turned back around, only one let go. The other refused to leave so they walked the rest of they way with her arm linked in his.
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As they entered the bunk room, almost every newsie was there. Some were playing poker (this group included Race of course), some were on the bunks talking and a bunch were in the washroom, marveling at Olivia's gadgets. Rachel let go of Specs and he went over to the bunks, where his best friend Skittery was. Rachel made her way to Olivia to get freshened up. She couldn't believe the number of newsies she had to get through just to get to her.
"Hey Rach! I dunno what's going on here, I'm just getting ready for the party!" She shrugged as she pulled a handful of hair through her straightener. *Man, she's really naive* Rachel thought. Olivia didn't seem to mind, but Rachel had had enough. She really didn't like being observed like an animal.
"Ok! That's enough, guys! There's nothing to see here so would you please get out? Just let us girls have a few minutes to get ready and we'll be fine!" She yelled and shooed the boys out of the washroom, closing the doors behind them.
"Finally! I was getting just a little nervous with all those guys breathing down my neck.!" Olivia expressed and she went on doing her make-up and straightening her hair.
"Ok, Livvy, now we need to worry about me. Specs asked me to go to the party with him, but I can't go looking like this! My hair is such a mess and I sweated off all my make-up yesterday. I really wanna look good for a change." Olivia quickly put down her tools and looked at her sister, amazed.
"Whoa Rachel. Specs must be really special because you've never acted like this before! Don't worry sis. When I'm done with your fabulous make-over, he won't be able to take his eyes, and possibly his hands, off you!"
At 5:00, Rachel and Specs decided to head back to the lodging house. They slowly walked, their steps in sync. Rachel felt a little awkward. Of course she had had boyfriends before, but only a few. What was she supposed to do now? *Should I hold hands with me? Do I move in first? Or does he???* She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice a small pepple lying on the sidewalk. It was small, but powerful enough to trip someone. And that it did. She would have fallen flat on her face if Specs hadn't been there. He quickly ran in front of her and stuck out his arms. Rachel grabbed and fell into them. She was very grateful he had caught her because she really didn't feel like looking like an idiot in front of Specs.
"Thanks. Heh, I'm a klutz. If you couldn't tell that already..."
"No problem." Specs smiled. Rachel stood up straight, her hands still on his arms. As he turned back around, only one let go. The other refused to leave so they walked the rest of they way with her arm linked in his.
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As they entered the bunk room, almost every newsie was there. Some were playing poker (this group included Race of course), some were on the bunks talking and a bunch were in the washroom, marveling at Olivia's gadgets. Rachel let go of Specs and he went over to the bunks, where his best friend Skittery was. Rachel made her way to Olivia to get freshened up. She couldn't believe the number of newsies she had to get through just to get to her.
"Hey Rach! I dunno what's going on here, I'm just getting ready for the party!" She shrugged as she pulled a handful of hair through her straightener. *Man, she's really naive* Rachel thought. Olivia didn't seem to mind, but Rachel had had enough. She really didn't like being observed like an animal.
"Ok! That's enough, guys! There's nothing to see here so would you please get out? Just let us girls have a few minutes to get ready and we'll be fine!" She yelled and shooed the boys out of the washroom, closing the doors behind them.
"Finally! I was getting just a little nervous with all those guys breathing down my neck.!" Olivia expressed and she went on doing her make-up and straightening her hair.
"Ok, Livvy, now we need to worry about me. Specs asked me to go to the party with him, but I can't go looking like this! My hair is such a mess and I sweated off all my make-up yesterday. I really wanna look good for a change." Olivia quickly put down her tools and looked at her sister, amazed.
"Whoa Rachel. Specs must be really special because you've never acted like this before! Don't worry sis. When I'm done with your fabulous make-over, he won't be able to take his eyes, and possibly his hands, off you!"