Disclaimer: I don't own newsies!!! I don't the song Hot Stuff or the
digitalized version of it. I don't own Lindsey or Trigger
either...considering they're the same person. I don't own Jorrie either.
And Eva is just made up. I only own Rachel and Olivia.
Thanks to all my reviewers! I love you all!!!!!
Blink slowly walked a few steps behind Olivia as they headed down the fire escape. He wasn't sure what had just happened between them up on the roof. He wasn't really sure of anything, really...except one thing: his feelings. He knew he really liked Olivia and nothing could change that. As he closed the window behind him, he mumbled a "You can sleep there. Good night." to Olivia. She nodded politely and went straight to bed. She didn't care that she was still wearing her newsie clothes; they were comfortable. Blink shuffled a few bunks down and climbed to the top, turning his back to Olivia. The lights went out and every newsie slowly drifted off to sleep. Every newsie except one.
"216, 217, 218, 219, 220..." Olivia counted the bumps on the ceiling, trying to keep herself entertained. She wasn't tired at all. The situation on the roof had woken her up. It was like a slap in the face. What was she going to do? She was tired of keeping up this facade of a flirty, ho-bag. She quietly jumped down from her top bunk and looked for the nearest newsie. *Snitch!* She tip-toed over to his bunk and shook him.
"Snitch! Wake up!!" She whispered.
"What the--? Olivia? What are you doing?" Snitch grumbled.
"I can't sleep...do you mind if we talk or something?" Olivia pulled on a strand of her hair. Snitch lazily sat up and yawned.
"Ok, fine. We can go up on the roof so no one'll hear us talkin'."
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Olivia sat indian-style on the cold, concrete "floor" of the roof. Snitch sat across from her, the same way.
"So, why exactly did you drag me outta bed?"
"Well...it's about Blink."
"Oh, god." Snitch rolled his eyes and Olivia slapped his arms.
"Come on! You gotta take this seriously!!! He spilled his guts to me and now he's mad or something. I don't know what to do. I mean, yeah I do like him. A lot."
"So tell him that."
"But I did!! I don't know how he took it though. My phone rang right after that so I don't really know what his reaction was..."
"I'll tell ya one thing, I don't like that phone thing. Not one bit." *digitalized version of Hot Stuff plays*
"Aw man, not again!!" Olivia swore she turned her phone off, but picked it up anyways. "Eva, what do you want now? Oh, sorry Lindsey. I'm all right how are you? Oh really, hahaha." Snitch scooted next to Olivia and put his ear up to the phone. His mouth opened at the voice he heard coming from inside.
"Oh my gosh!! There's someone inside there!! WE GOTTA HELP HER!!!" Snitch grabbed the phone from Olivia, who scoffed at him. "Don't worry, Lindsey! I'll get you out of here!! Just hold on!...Huh? You mean, you're NOT stuck inside this contraption? Oh. Oh, well! So how's it goin' Lindsey? You sound hot! NO! I HAVE TRIGGER! We can just be friends, ok Lindsey?...oh, my name is Snitch." Olivia uncrossed her legs and got up. She climbed down the ladder to the fire escape, too tired to listen to Snitch.
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Olivia felt someone tapping her shoulder. She had finally gone to sleep and now someone was waking her up. The sun still wasn't up, so it couldn't be Kloppman. Who, then? She opened her eyes just enough to see whoever was waking her up.
"Snitch, what the crap?"
"Um..it says that your ba--batt--batter--. Yeah, that 'b' thing is dead." He tossed the phone up on Olivia's bunk before climbing into his own. "Oh yeah, Lindsey said that her plan worked and Jorrie asked her to the... movies? I didn't get it either, so don't worry 'bout it, Olivia." Olivia chuckled and went back to sleep.
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Blink slowly walked a few steps behind Olivia as they headed down the fire escape. He wasn't sure what had just happened between them up on the roof. He wasn't really sure of anything, really...except one thing: his feelings. He knew he really liked Olivia and nothing could change that. As he closed the window behind him, he mumbled a "You can sleep there. Good night." to Olivia. She nodded politely and went straight to bed. She didn't care that she was still wearing her newsie clothes; they were comfortable. Blink shuffled a few bunks down and climbed to the top, turning his back to Olivia. The lights went out and every newsie slowly drifted off to sleep. Every newsie except one.
"216, 217, 218, 219, 220..." Olivia counted the bumps on the ceiling, trying to keep herself entertained. She wasn't tired at all. The situation on the roof had woken her up. It was like a slap in the face. What was she going to do? She was tired of keeping up this facade of a flirty, ho-bag. She quietly jumped down from her top bunk and looked for the nearest newsie. *Snitch!* She tip-toed over to his bunk and shook him.
"Snitch! Wake up!!" She whispered.
"What the--? Olivia? What are you doing?" Snitch grumbled.
"I can't sleep...do you mind if we talk or something?" Olivia pulled on a strand of her hair. Snitch lazily sat up and yawned.
"Ok, fine. We can go up on the roof so no one'll hear us talkin'."
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Olivia sat indian-style on the cold, concrete "floor" of the roof. Snitch sat across from her, the same way.
"So, why exactly did you drag me outta bed?"
"Well...it's about Blink."
"Oh, god." Snitch rolled his eyes and Olivia slapped his arms.
"Come on! You gotta take this seriously!!! He spilled his guts to me and now he's mad or something. I don't know what to do. I mean, yeah I do like him. A lot."
"So tell him that."
"But I did!! I don't know how he took it though. My phone rang right after that so I don't really know what his reaction was..."
"I'll tell ya one thing, I don't like that phone thing. Not one bit." *digitalized version of Hot Stuff plays*
"Aw man, not again!!" Olivia swore she turned her phone off, but picked it up anyways. "Eva, what do you want now? Oh, sorry Lindsey. I'm all right how are you? Oh really, hahaha." Snitch scooted next to Olivia and put his ear up to the phone. His mouth opened at the voice he heard coming from inside.
"Oh my gosh!! There's someone inside there!! WE GOTTA HELP HER!!!" Snitch grabbed the phone from Olivia, who scoffed at him. "Don't worry, Lindsey! I'll get you out of here!! Just hold on!...Huh? You mean, you're NOT stuck inside this contraption? Oh. Oh, well! So how's it goin' Lindsey? You sound hot! NO! I HAVE TRIGGER! We can just be friends, ok Lindsey?...oh, my name is Snitch." Olivia uncrossed her legs and got up. She climbed down the ladder to the fire escape, too tired to listen to Snitch.
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Olivia felt someone tapping her shoulder. She had finally gone to sleep and now someone was waking her up. The sun still wasn't up, so it couldn't be Kloppman. Who, then? She opened her eyes just enough to see whoever was waking her up.
"Snitch, what the crap?"
"Um..it says that your ba--batt--batter--. Yeah, that 'b' thing is dead." He tossed the phone up on Olivia's bunk before climbing into his own. "Oh yeah, Lindsey said that her plan worked and Jorrie asked her to the... movies? I didn't get it either, so don't worry 'bout it, Olivia." Olivia chuckled and went back to sleep.