Disclaimer: I don not own the Newsies, Disney does. However I do own Bets.
Shout Outs:
Rain: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: Hmm, a story about Snitch, maybe we shall see.
Chicago: That is great that your teacher let you do that. I would love to do that to somebody one day. (Sits there thinking who she could do that to)
Boogitywhup14: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: All those questions are good and you are just going to have to wait and see.
Specsglasses: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: I apologize you had to wait so long for an update.
Snipah Higgins: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: Your review made the Newsies hungry. (All the newsies nod in agreement)
Kawaii Julie Sama: Hey thanks for the review.
Pixie: I am very glad you like the story and here is your update.
Author's Note:
Hey I am so sorry it took me so long to update but life has been hectic and plus I had other stories and school and work and family.I think you all get the point well I finally found time and her is the next chapter I hope you like it and please review at the end. Love ya all.
Racetrack arrived at Sheepshed and quickly headed for the biding booth. He looked at the board to see what horses were most popular and laughed when he saw that the horse, who he heard was favored to win had not been bet on. He had been saving up for awhile and he went to reach in and pull out the dollar fifty he had. To his surprise all he found was the fifty cents. He began to think back to see if he had remembered his money and he was pretty sure he had.
Then the run in with the girl crossed his mine. "Why de sneaky little thief." He said under his breath. He cursed her out and wished he had realized she was picking his pocket. He sadly walked up to the biding booth and pulled out the fifty cents.
"Hey Racetrack, who are you betting on today?" Asked the man behind the counter.
"Hey John, I got fifty cents taday." Racetrack said placing the money in front of him.
"Great and who will you be betting on?"
"Swift foot."
"Are you sure, everyone else says he is favored to lose."
"I beg ta differ." Said Racetrack. John nodded and handed him his ticket.
"You better hurry the Race is about to start."
"Thanks John." Racetrack raced off yelling headlines as he went. Before he reached his seat he sold ten papers.
He sat down just as the gun was fired and the horses took off around the track. He jumped up with everyone else and began to yell for his horse to win. Right now his horse was in last place. "Come on Swift foot." He yelled.
"Come on Sundance." Came my voice from behind him. It sounded a little familiar. "Sundance run, come one." Race turned around and there I was, that red head he had bumped into earlier.
"It's ya?" He said to me.
"'ey dere Racey." I said easily like I had done nothing wrong. "So who ya cheerin' fer?"
"Swift foot." He said still looking at her.
"Well 'es startin' ta move towards de front." I said pointing at the race. Race spun around and sure enough Swift foot was making his way quickly up towards the front of the race.
"Come on Swift foot." He yelled jumping up and down.
"There coming around the last turn and it is Sundance followed by Swift foot." Said the announcer over the loud speaker. "Swift foot on the inside and has pulled into the lead." Racetrack was jumping up and down and standing on his seat. "Here it is and the winner is SWIFT FOOT." Groans could be heard all through the stadium. Yet Racetrack cheered and jumped for joy. He had won and for once his hot tip was correct. He turned around to now face the girl about her picking his pocket but she was gone. He looked at the stairs and the seats by him.
"Damn." He cursed under his breath. He got up and went to the booth to go collect his winnings.
"Well Racetrack it seems you were right." Said John when he walked up.
"Yeah, so 'o much did I win?"
"Six dollars and fifty cents." John said placing the money on the counter.
"Thanks." Said Racetrack placing the money deep in his pocket. No one was going to pick pocket him again. He started his long walk home, the money jingling gently in his pocket.
What he didn't know was that a certain person was following him. I watched him carefully studying him. I knew he had a large amount of money and I knew I should try to pick his pockets, but I also knew he realized I had taken that dollar. A part of me regretted it and I wished I could give it back, but I needed that money more than he did.
My mind also kept wondering to his face. He was really cute and I found him on my mind on him a lot, but I wasn't going to put him in the danger I was in. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to look and see two large boys standing behind me. "De boss wishes yer presence."
"I feel so 'onored." I said looking at them two. They gave me dirty looks. "Well are ya gonna lead de way or do I 'ave ta find me own way?"
"Let's go." Said the other one.
"Yes sir." I said giving a fake salute. They grabbed my arms and led me into an ally.
Shout Outs:
Rain: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: Hmm, a story about Snitch, maybe we shall see.
Chicago: That is great that your teacher let you do that. I would love to do that to somebody one day. (Sits there thinking who she could do that to)
Boogitywhup14: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: All those questions are good and you are just going to have to wait and see.
Specsglasses: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: I apologize you had to wait so long for an update.
Snipah Higgins: Hey thanks for the review.
Moon: Your review made the Newsies hungry. (All the newsies nod in agreement)
Kawaii Julie Sama: Hey thanks for the review.
Pixie: I am very glad you like the story and here is your update.
Author's Note:
Hey I am so sorry it took me so long to update but life has been hectic and plus I had other stories and school and work and family.I think you all get the point well I finally found time and her is the next chapter I hope you like it and please review at the end. Love ya all.
Racetrack arrived at Sheepshed and quickly headed for the biding booth. He looked at the board to see what horses were most popular and laughed when he saw that the horse, who he heard was favored to win had not been bet on. He had been saving up for awhile and he went to reach in and pull out the dollar fifty he had. To his surprise all he found was the fifty cents. He began to think back to see if he had remembered his money and he was pretty sure he had.
Then the run in with the girl crossed his mine. "Why de sneaky little thief." He said under his breath. He cursed her out and wished he had realized she was picking his pocket. He sadly walked up to the biding booth and pulled out the fifty cents.
"Hey Racetrack, who are you betting on today?" Asked the man behind the counter.
"Hey John, I got fifty cents taday." Racetrack said placing the money in front of him.
"Great and who will you be betting on?"
"Swift foot."
"Are you sure, everyone else says he is favored to lose."
"I beg ta differ." Said Racetrack. John nodded and handed him his ticket.
"You better hurry the Race is about to start."
"Thanks John." Racetrack raced off yelling headlines as he went. Before he reached his seat he sold ten papers.
He sat down just as the gun was fired and the horses took off around the track. He jumped up with everyone else and began to yell for his horse to win. Right now his horse was in last place. "Come on Swift foot." He yelled.
"Come on Sundance." Came my voice from behind him. It sounded a little familiar. "Sundance run, come one." Race turned around and there I was, that red head he had bumped into earlier.
"It's ya?" He said to me.
"'ey dere Racey." I said easily like I had done nothing wrong. "So who ya cheerin' fer?"
"Swift foot." He said still looking at her.
"Well 'es startin' ta move towards de front." I said pointing at the race. Race spun around and sure enough Swift foot was making his way quickly up towards the front of the race.
"Come on Swift foot." He yelled jumping up and down.
"There coming around the last turn and it is Sundance followed by Swift foot." Said the announcer over the loud speaker. "Swift foot on the inside and has pulled into the lead." Racetrack was jumping up and down and standing on his seat. "Here it is and the winner is SWIFT FOOT." Groans could be heard all through the stadium. Yet Racetrack cheered and jumped for joy. He had won and for once his hot tip was correct. He turned around to now face the girl about her picking his pocket but she was gone. He looked at the stairs and the seats by him.
"Damn." He cursed under his breath. He got up and went to the booth to go collect his winnings.
"Well Racetrack it seems you were right." Said John when he walked up.
"Yeah, so 'o much did I win?"
"Six dollars and fifty cents." John said placing the money on the counter.
"Thanks." Said Racetrack placing the money deep in his pocket. No one was going to pick pocket him again. He started his long walk home, the money jingling gently in his pocket.
What he didn't know was that a certain person was following him. I watched him carefully studying him. I knew he had a large amount of money and I knew I should try to pick his pockets, but I also knew he realized I had taken that dollar. A part of me regretted it and I wished I could give it back, but I needed that money more than he did.
My mind also kept wondering to his face. He was really cute and I found him on my mind on him a lot, but I wasn't going to put him in the danger I was in. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to look and see two large boys standing behind me. "De boss wishes yer presence."
"I feel so 'onored." I said looking at them two. They gave me dirty looks. "Well are ya gonna lead de way or do I 'ave ta find me own way?"
"Let's go." Said the other one.
"Yes sir." I said giving a fake salute. They grabbed my arms and led me into an ally.