Disclaimer: *singing to tune of "What You Own"* So I own not a newsie, the
play RENT or the Empire State Building!! *cease singing* I only own Rachel
and Olivia.
"Ha. A royal flush." Olivia laid her cards down in victory as Rachel, Blink and Race threw their own cards down.
"You cheat! No one can win five straight poker games! Except me of course." Race commented while smokin' on his cigar and giving shifty eyes to Snipeshooter. Specs walked away from his conversation with Skittery and put his hand on Rachel's head.
"I hate to break up your poker game, but it's gettin pretty late and Kloppman's gunna be up here soon to turn the lights out." Race shook his fist at him muttering something about 'being the sensible one'. Rachel stood up and kissed Specs on the cheek. He blushed a bit and looked at Rachel. "What was that for? Not that I didn't like it of course."
"I just wanted to say thank you. For helping me and Olivia." Specs hugged Rachel tightly before kissing her good night and seeing her off to bed.
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Blink lay on his bed, not moving, deep in thought. Olivia put her cards down and walked over to his bunk.
"Hey, Blink..." She said rather loudly. Blink jumped from his position, startled by the voice interrupting his thoughts. He could feel his body slipping off the bed, so he flung his arms around in the air for help. No luck. He came crashing down on the hard, wooden floor and grimaced in pain. Olivia ran to his side. "Oh my gosh! *chuckle* Are you OK? *snicker* I'm so sorry! *laugh*"
"Then why are you laughing? Geez, that hurt." Blink rubbed his back and glared at Olivia.
"I can't help it! You looked really ridiculous, swinging your arms around in the air. *hysterical laughter* I'm sorry." She aburptly stopped when she saw Blink's serious face. "Ahem. Anyways, I came over to say 'good night'. So good night." Blink stood up, his hand on his knee in pain.
"Wait, wait, wait. Don't go yet." He stood up straight, letting out a small groan. "I'm fine now. So alls you gunna say is 'good night'? No, 'Thanks Blink for helping me today. I love you sooooo much!'" He batted his eyelashes, imitating Olivia. She punched him in the arm and started to laugh.
"Stop! Fine, fine. Thanks Blink for helping me today. I love you sooooo...much." She stared into his sparkling, blue eye and bit her lip. "Um, good night, Blink." She leaned into kiss him good night and scurried off to her bunk.
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"You're so beautiful...no. Your hair shines in the sun...no. I love the way you...NO! Come on Specs, just write what you feel!" Specs sat in his bed, a piece of paper propped on a book and pen in his hand. He took out his golden, worn pocket watch. "Midnight...great. All right." He inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a few seconds then let it out. "Just write." The pen scratched on the paper and Specs eyes concentrated on the words that were being written.
An hour later: "Aha! It's perfect!" He quietly got out of bed and tip toed over to Rachel's bunk. He stood by her side for a few moments, taking in her peacefullness and her beauty. Shaking his head, he came back into reality. He carefully took the letter in his hands and folded it three times. Then he wrote Rachel's name on the front and placed it under her hand. "There...that's good." Specs nodded in approval. For the first time in a long time, he felt all was right with the world. He finally had a wonderful girlfriend, he was sellin his papes by the second and even the Delancey's didn't stink...as much. He sighed, walked back to his bunk, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
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Blink tossed and turned in his bed. Somehow, he couldn't get to sleep. He kept glancing over at Olivia with somewhat of an empty feeling. He knew he was risking this relationship with her. She was from the future and could go back any minute. Specs had just gone over to Rachel's bunk and left something that looked like a letter. *Smart, Specs. Leave something for her to remember you by* Blink grabbed his hat off his bed post and jumped down. A yawn escaped his mouth as he scratched his head. He reached her bunk and could hear her light snoring. He chuckled and looked at his sleeping girlfriend. He loved the little things she did. The way she twisted that ring on her finger all the time, the way she fidgeted with her blanket, bunching up the fabric in her hands and most of all, the way she smiled. The whole room seemed to light up when she smiled. Her mouth opened wide to reveal those pearlie whites and how the tip of her tongue peeked through them.
Blink took his hat and a little note he had scribbled earlier in his trembling hands. The note read: "I've had the best time. Don't ever forget me. -Blink" He placed the two objects next to Olivia's hand and smiled. He got back to his bunk and finally went to sleep, thinking of her.
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Light poured through the window and shone on Rachel's face. She groggily opened her eyes and felt a piece of paper in her hands. She sat up and opened the letter, looking confused. As she read it, her eyes widened and she smiled broadly.
"Dear Rachel,
The last two days have gone by so quickly, but I remember every moment of them. From the time I bumped into you, to the time we first kissed and especially the times where we just talked. I can't express my feelings in words, but I can try. I've never met anyone as wonderful as you and it makes me smile to even think of you. You make me truly happy, Rachel, and I hope that feeling never goes away. Whenever I'm away from you, I long for your touch and your smile and everything about you. It may sound crazy, but I love you. Every bit of you and there's not anything about you that I don't like. I want you to keep this letter and if we are ever parted, read it and think of me. I don't need a letter to think of you, because you're always on my mind.
-Specs"
As she finished reading the letter, Rachel carefully folded it back up and placed it on her pillow. Her vibrant, lime green pillow. Wait...her pillow. HER pillow. At the lodging house, she didn't have her pillow. She slept with the striped one that was on the bed! She looked around the room in panic, hoping that this wasn't real. But it was. She was back in the hotel room. The room had shrunk and the only other beds were Olivia's and the big king sized bed her parents slept in. She leapt out of her own bed and ran to the window, opening it hurridly. She looked outside; there were cars. Modern cars...no carriages. And no statue of Horace Greely. No WORLD building. No cobblestone pathways. And the worst thing of all: No newsies and no Specs. Her eyes filled with tears as her parents burst through the door.
"Oh, good! You're awake! How about Olivia?" *OH NO! Olivia! She doesn't know that we're back* Rachel's mom glanced over to Olivia's bunk. "No, she's not. Well, you better start getting all your stuff together, ok Rach? We're leaving in about...an hour."
"Wait, we're LEAVING! But we just got here yesterday..."
"No, honey. Don't you remember? We've been here for three days now. We went to the Empire State Building yesterday and Olivia dropped her hair tie; oh, she was so mad. And we went to see that play you like so much...RENT, isn't it? And dad kept telling you to be quiet because you were singing along." Rachel's mom and dad chuckled while she stood there, confused. All these things had happened while she was in 1899, yet she was still here? She eyed Olivia as she woke up and examined a hat and note. She, too was smiling at whatever was written on the slip of paper, but her smile was wiped off as soon as she noticed she wasn't in the Lodging House anymore. Rachel jogged over to her sister and whispered so her parents couldn't hear.
"I don't know what happened! When I went to sleep I was in the Lodging House, then when I wake up I'm back here. I didn't even get to say good-bye to Specs." A small tear was making its way down Rachel's cheek. Olivia ran her fingers through her tangled hair and sighed.
"I don't know either, Rach. I really don't know."
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Specs reached for his glasses and jumped out of bed after putting them on. He dashed over to Rachel's bunk, excited to see what she thought of his letter. As he neared her bunk, his heart started to break. *No, it can't be true. Where did she go?* He had totally forgotten that she had once lived in the future and could, in fact, go back. He got down on his knees by her bunk and started to tear up. He didn't even get to say good bye. *Oh, no, Blink. He doesn't know.*
"Blink! I think you need to come over here!"Blink rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and ran towards Specs.
"What? What's goin' on? Why the urgency?" Specs didn't even need to answer, for Blink had already seen Olivia's empty bunk. He, however, didn't start to cry. He had been preparing himself for this ever since he met her. He knew she would have to leave someday...although he wished it hadn't been this soon. He helped his friend up and said he would cover for him today. Specs certainly didn't feel like selling papes so he stayed at Tibby's and washed his troubles away with sasparilla.
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The whole Banks family shuffled down the stairs into the lobby. The same woman was at the front desk and greeted Rachel as she entered the room.
"Did ya have a good time, now lassie?" Her irish accent barged through as she spoke. (A/N: when the lady first appears, she doesn't really have her irish accent written in...so just pretend she does) "And did ya sleep well with all those boys around ya?" Her left eye winked as Rachel's mouth opened.
"How...how did you...?"
"I know, dear, because I sent ya there."
"But how?"
"Never mind, that dearie. Ya never answered my question, now. Did ya have a good time?" Rachel nodded slowly, still confused about how in the world that old, irish lady had sent them back in time to 1899. She decided not to tell Olivia; she would never get off the subject until she found out. Her parents called for her at the door and Rachel walked out of the hotel.
"You know what? This vacation wasn't so bad after all." Rachel smiled and got into the taxi.
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THE END! *sigh* Man, I'm kinda sad that it's over! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope all you guys had as much fun reading it! :D Ok, well be a "dearie" and review! *blows reviewers a kiss* Until my next fic...good bye! *bows before leaving the room, turning off the lights and closing the curtain*
"Ha. A royal flush." Olivia laid her cards down in victory as Rachel, Blink and Race threw their own cards down.
"You cheat! No one can win five straight poker games! Except me of course." Race commented while smokin' on his cigar and giving shifty eyes to Snipeshooter. Specs walked away from his conversation with Skittery and put his hand on Rachel's head.
"I hate to break up your poker game, but it's gettin pretty late and Kloppman's gunna be up here soon to turn the lights out." Race shook his fist at him muttering something about 'being the sensible one'. Rachel stood up and kissed Specs on the cheek. He blushed a bit and looked at Rachel. "What was that for? Not that I didn't like it of course."
"I just wanted to say thank you. For helping me and Olivia." Specs hugged Rachel tightly before kissing her good night and seeing her off to bed.
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Blink lay on his bed, not moving, deep in thought. Olivia put her cards down and walked over to his bunk.
"Hey, Blink..." She said rather loudly. Blink jumped from his position, startled by the voice interrupting his thoughts. He could feel his body slipping off the bed, so he flung his arms around in the air for help. No luck. He came crashing down on the hard, wooden floor and grimaced in pain. Olivia ran to his side. "Oh my gosh! *chuckle* Are you OK? *snicker* I'm so sorry! *laugh*"
"Then why are you laughing? Geez, that hurt." Blink rubbed his back and glared at Olivia.
"I can't help it! You looked really ridiculous, swinging your arms around in the air. *hysterical laughter* I'm sorry." She aburptly stopped when she saw Blink's serious face. "Ahem. Anyways, I came over to say 'good night'. So good night." Blink stood up, his hand on his knee in pain.
"Wait, wait, wait. Don't go yet." He stood up straight, letting out a small groan. "I'm fine now. So alls you gunna say is 'good night'? No, 'Thanks Blink for helping me today. I love you sooooo much!'" He batted his eyelashes, imitating Olivia. She punched him in the arm and started to laugh.
"Stop! Fine, fine. Thanks Blink for helping me today. I love you sooooo...much." She stared into his sparkling, blue eye and bit her lip. "Um, good night, Blink." She leaned into kiss him good night and scurried off to her bunk.
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"You're so beautiful...no. Your hair shines in the sun...no. I love the way you...NO! Come on Specs, just write what you feel!" Specs sat in his bed, a piece of paper propped on a book and pen in his hand. He took out his golden, worn pocket watch. "Midnight...great. All right." He inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a few seconds then let it out. "Just write." The pen scratched on the paper and Specs eyes concentrated on the words that were being written.
An hour later: "Aha! It's perfect!" He quietly got out of bed and tip toed over to Rachel's bunk. He stood by her side for a few moments, taking in her peacefullness and her beauty. Shaking his head, he came back into reality. He carefully took the letter in his hands and folded it three times. Then he wrote Rachel's name on the front and placed it under her hand. "There...that's good." Specs nodded in approval. For the first time in a long time, he felt all was right with the world. He finally had a wonderful girlfriend, he was sellin his papes by the second and even the Delancey's didn't stink...as much. He sighed, walked back to his bunk, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
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Blink tossed and turned in his bed. Somehow, he couldn't get to sleep. He kept glancing over at Olivia with somewhat of an empty feeling. He knew he was risking this relationship with her. She was from the future and could go back any minute. Specs had just gone over to Rachel's bunk and left something that looked like a letter. *Smart, Specs. Leave something for her to remember you by* Blink grabbed his hat off his bed post and jumped down. A yawn escaped his mouth as he scratched his head. He reached her bunk and could hear her light snoring. He chuckled and looked at his sleeping girlfriend. He loved the little things she did. The way she twisted that ring on her finger all the time, the way she fidgeted with her blanket, bunching up the fabric in her hands and most of all, the way she smiled. The whole room seemed to light up when she smiled. Her mouth opened wide to reveal those pearlie whites and how the tip of her tongue peeked through them.
Blink took his hat and a little note he had scribbled earlier in his trembling hands. The note read: "I've had the best time. Don't ever forget me. -Blink" He placed the two objects next to Olivia's hand and smiled. He got back to his bunk and finally went to sleep, thinking of her.
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Light poured through the window and shone on Rachel's face. She groggily opened her eyes and felt a piece of paper in her hands. She sat up and opened the letter, looking confused. As she read it, her eyes widened and she smiled broadly.
"Dear Rachel,
The last two days have gone by so quickly, but I remember every moment of them. From the time I bumped into you, to the time we first kissed and especially the times where we just talked. I can't express my feelings in words, but I can try. I've never met anyone as wonderful as you and it makes me smile to even think of you. You make me truly happy, Rachel, and I hope that feeling never goes away. Whenever I'm away from you, I long for your touch and your smile and everything about you. It may sound crazy, but I love you. Every bit of you and there's not anything about you that I don't like. I want you to keep this letter and if we are ever parted, read it and think of me. I don't need a letter to think of you, because you're always on my mind.
-Specs"
As she finished reading the letter, Rachel carefully folded it back up and placed it on her pillow. Her vibrant, lime green pillow. Wait...her pillow. HER pillow. At the lodging house, she didn't have her pillow. She slept with the striped one that was on the bed! She looked around the room in panic, hoping that this wasn't real. But it was. She was back in the hotel room. The room had shrunk and the only other beds were Olivia's and the big king sized bed her parents slept in. She leapt out of her own bed and ran to the window, opening it hurridly. She looked outside; there were cars. Modern cars...no carriages. And no statue of Horace Greely. No WORLD building. No cobblestone pathways. And the worst thing of all: No newsies and no Specs. Her eyes filled with tears as her parents burst through the door.
"Oh, good! You're awake! How about Olivia?" *OH NO! Olivia! She doesn't know that we're back* Rachel's mom glanced over to Olivia's bunk. "No, she's not. Well, you better start getting all your stuff together, ok Rach? We're leaving in about...an hour."
"Wait, we're LEAVING! But we just got here yesterday..."
"No, honey. Don't you remember? We've been here for three days now. We went to the Empire State Building yesterday and Olivia dropped her hair tie; oh, she was so mad. And we went to see that play you like so much...RENT, isn't it? And dad kept telling you to be quiet because you were singing along." Rachel's mom and dad chuckled while she stood there, confused. All these things had happened while she was in 1899, yet she was still here? She eyed Olivia as she woke up and examined a hat and note. She, too was smiling at whatever was written on the slip of paper, but her smile was wiped off as soon as she noticed she wasn't in the Lodging House anymore. Rachel jogged over to her sister and whispered so her parents couldn't hear.
"I don't know what happened! When I went to sleep I was in the Lodging House, then when I wake up I'm back here. I didn't even get to say good-bye to Specs." A small tear was making its way down Rachel's cheek. Olivia ran her fingers through her tangled hair and sighed.
"I don't know either, Rach. I really don't know."
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Specs reached for his glasses and jumped out of bed after putting them on. He dashed over to Rachel's bunk, excited to see what she thought of his letter. As he neared her bunk, his heart started to break. *No, it can't be true. Where did she go?* He had totally forgotten that she had once lived in the future and could, in fact, go back. He got down on his knees by her bunk and started to tear up. He didn't even get to say good bye. *Oh, no, Blink. He doesn't know.*
"Blink! I think you need to come over here!"Blink rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and ran towards Specs.
"What? What's goin' on? Why the urgency?" Specs didn't even need to answer, for Blink had already seen Olivia's empty bunk. He, however, didn't start to cry. He had been preparing himself for this ever since he met her. He knew she would have to leave someday...although he wished it hadn't been this soon. He helped his friend up and said he would cover for him today. Specs certainly didn't feel like selling papes so he stayed at Tibby's and washed his troubles away with sasparilla.
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The whole Banks family shuffled down the stairs into the lobby. The same woman was at the front desk and greeted Rachel as she entered the room.
"Did ya have a good time, now lassie?" Her irish accent barged through as she spoke. (A/N: when the lady first appears, she doesn't really have her irish accent written in...so just pretend she does) "And did ya sleep well with all those boys around ya?" Her left eye winked as Rachel's mouth opened.
"How...how did you...?"
"I know, dear, because I sent ya there."
"But how?"
"Never mind, that dearie. Ya never answered my question, now. Did ya have a good time?" Rachel nodded slowly, still confused about how in the world that old, irish lady had sent them back in time to 1899. She decided not to tell Olivia; she would never get off the subject until she found out. Her parents called for her at the door and Rachel walked out of the hotel.
"You know what? This vacation wasn't so bad after all." Rachel smiled and got into the taxi.
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THE END! *sigh* Man, I'm kinda sad that it's over! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope all you guys had as much fun reading it! :D Ok, well be a "dearie" and review! *blows reviewers a kiss* Until my next fic...good bye! *bows before leaving the room, turning off the lights and closing the curtain*