Notes: Stupid computer! I finished this chapter two days ago and was ready
to post. But since I couldn't get on the Internet, I restart my
computer...and I can't get back on at all. We're going to switch my bro's
computer with mine to make it work. Maybe now it'll be easier to update.
Did any of you have a problem with your dad when you started dating? Cause
mine is freaking out because my 'boyfriend', I guess you could call him,
and I were holding hands in my front of my dad. It's like the words
'daughter' and 'date' can't exist in the same sentence with him.
The main thing is, both my parents think he's a nice guy. I asked my mom if
him and me holding hands in front of the family bothered her. It doesn't
bother her at all, she actually thinks it's sweet. Besides that, my dad did
let him take me out Saturday. I seriously think my dad never thought I'd
have a boyfriend until I was 23. Any advice?
Shout-Outs: Jocelyn Padoga – You know, I'm getting that sweet thing a lot more now. It's mostly from my friend though, you know, the one who took me to the dance? Oh yeah, and a lot of people are telling us that we're 'cute' together. I guess you could call him my boyfriend, but I'm not sure. He hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend, but we are holding hands and stuff like that. That's really the extent of our relationship, except for when he wants to hang out over the weekend. Hope that you like this chapter.
Repeat – You thought I hated you? Believe me, I don't hate anyone. I may dislike them, but not hate. And you have to be either really boastful or annoying for me to not like you. I won't get started on that though. Just wanted you to know that Race isn't taken yet. I don't know why you thought he was. Thanks for sending in your CC. Hope you like your character.
GeometryGal – I'm glad that you think I'm a good writer. I actually have thought about taking Creative Writing, but I guess Journalism is good enough for now. I've been writing for so long, that I could never give it up either way. It's a true passion of mine. I would consider any writing job I can find. I just don't know what kind I like the best. There are so many options to choose from that it's really hard to just decide between them.
FrenchyGoil – It's okay that you didn't review. I do it sometimes too. Yes, everything is still fine between me and the guy I like. As you've read above though, my dad's not taking it as well. We went to the zoo Saturday and stayed until closing. We must have seen everything there.
Scamley Elliot – Guess you'll just have to keep on reading to see what happens between Mush and Alaska.
NadaZimri – Yeah, I feel sorry for Mush too and I wrote it! I know what it's like to be annoyed by people to do something you don't want to do. Believe me, it happens a lot!
Wake Up to Another Day
"I couldn't do it," Race remarked later that evening, once everyone had returned to the bunkroom, "It's not that easy."
"I told you," Mush said, "It's hard to go up to someone and..."
"Okay Mush," Jack cut him off sharply, "It's all right." When Mush had told everyone that he hadn't mentioned the locket to Alaska, Jack had asked Race to do it. Race had been confident, until it was the time to take action.
"You did your best," Sparks remarked from beside Race.
"Why couldn't someone have told me that," Mush asked.
"Don't worry about it Mush," Ears said from his other side, "It's over now." Mush immediately went silent. He had seen what had happened to Race and didn't want to face the same fate.
"I know," he finally said, "It's not gonna help that you guys still wanna know what's going on." The rest of the newsies looked at each quietly, knowing that this was the truth.
"Why's it so quiet up here," a new voice asked suddenly, "I didn't think it would be this dull without me around." Everyone turned to locate the source of the voice, "Miss me?"
Piper Macoy, known as Flare, was standing in the doorway. Flare had straight brown hair to her shoulders, green eyes and stood at an even 5 feet. If you looked closely enough, you would notice a faint scar on her forehead. If you didn't know it was there, you wouldn't even see it. She was 14.
"Flare," Race shouted out, "Where have you been?"
"Around," she answered vaguely, walking into the room, "So, what did I miss?" The others glanced at each other. This just might take a while. After a few seconds of silence, Race began to explain everything.
"Wake up," a voice said the next morning. Expecting it to be one of the girls, I decided to ignore it for a while. The next thing I know, the covers are being ripped off my bed. Opening my eyes, I saw a grinning Medda standing in front of my with my covers in her hands, "We need to start rehearsing right away. The show is tomorrow."
I groaned, but sat up. Medda had told me last night that we would start early and would be wearing our costumes. I just didn't know it would be this early. When I got to the dressing room, Snow was already there and ready. I mock-glared at her. She already looked cheerful and here I was, only half-awake and not in the best mood.
I changed quickly, knowing that the faster rehearsal started, the faster I'd get out of this outfit. That didn't change the fact that I was very uncomfortable in a dress. I sighed as the music started once again. Then I had to concentrate on singing and dancing.
As usual, everyone met at Tibby's for lunch. Everyone that is, except Snow and Alaska. Medda had asked the other girls to bring something back for the two performers. Besides that, they had to make an excuse to cover for the girls' absence. So when Dreamer, Swoosh, and Jaws entered the diner, they had to have a story ready.
The girls were immediately greeted and invited over to a table. Several of the newsies looked around. Blink was the first to speak, after noticing that his girlfriend wasn't with them.
"Where's Snow," he asked, glancing over at the three. The girls looked at each other, until Dreamer nudged Swoosh, obviously the sign to say something.
"Medda wanted her and Alaska to run some errands," Swoosh replied quickly.
"We're not sure they're going to make it to lunch today," Dreamer continued, "Medda asked us to bring something back." Jaws nodded quickly in agreement after exchanging glances with the two.
"Okay," Blink said slowly, "Just tell her I'll see her tomorrow then...at the party."
"We will," Jaws promised, "Don't worry about that."
The rest of lunch passed slowly. The large group all stood up to leave around the same time. Jaws was about to exit the diner, when someone stopped her.
"Can I ask you something," Snoddy asked, walking up to her. She nodded nervously and followed him so nobody would bother them. Jaws waited for him to say something and was rewarded seconds later, "You're going to be at the party tomorrow right?"
"Yeah," Jaws answered quietly, "I'll be there."
"Have a date yet," he questioned. Jaws shook her head, "Would you consider going with me then?" She looked up at him in shock before answering.
"Sure," she replied quickly. Snoddy looked at her in relief. Obviously, it had taken him a lot of courage to ask her and she was glad that he did.
"So...I'll see you there," he asked, then paused, laughing nervously, "Of course, you work there. So...see you tomorrow?" Jaws nodded, before saying goodbye and heading off to work.
Dreamer, Swoosh and Jaws came back in the middle of our first break. Seeing that Jaws looked a lot happier than usual, I immediately went to talk to her, "What happened?" It took me a while to understand what she was saying, but I got the message.
"He did," I asked after she was done. She nodded, the only thing I was able to understand at the moment, "That's great!" It seemed that both of our dreams were coming true.
Shout-Outs: Jocelyn Padoga – You know, I'm getting that sweet thing a lot more now. It's mostly from my friend though, you know, the one who took me to the dance? Oh yeah, and a lot of people are telling us that we're 'cute' together. I guess you could call him my boyfriend, but I'm not sure. He hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend, but we are holding hands and stuff like that. That's really the extent of our relationship, except for when he wants to hang out over the weekend. Hope that you like this chapter.
Repeat – You thought I hated you? Believe me, I don't hate anyone. I may dislike them, but not hate. And you have to be either really boastful or annoying for me to not like you. I won't get started on that though. Just wanted you to know that Race isn't taken yet. I don't know why you thought he was. Thanks for sending in your CC. Hope you like your character.
GeometryGal – I'm glad that you think I'm a good writer. I actually have thought about taking Creative Writing, but I guess Journalism is good enough for now. I've been writing for so long, that I could never give it up either way. It's a true passion of mine. I would consider any writing job I can find. I just don't know what kind I like the best. There are so many options to choose from that it's really hard to just decide between them.
FrenchyGoil – It's okay that you didn't review. I do it sometimes too. Yes, everything is still fine between me and the guy I like. As you've read above though, my dad's not taking it as well. We went to the zoo Saturday and stayed until closing. We must have seen everything there.
Scamley Elliot – Guess you'll just have to keep on reading to see what happens between Mush and Alaska.
NadaZimri – Yeah, I feel sorry for Mush too and I wrote it! I know what it's like to be annoyed by people to do something you don't want to do. Believe me, it happens a lot!
Wake Up to Another Day
"I couldn't do it," Race remarked later that evening, once everyone had returned to the bunkroom, "It's not that easy."
"I told you," Mush said, "It's hard to go up to someone and..."
"Okay Mush," Jack cut him off sharply, "It's all right." When Mush had told everyone that he hadn't mentioned the locket to Alaska, Jack had asked Race to do it. Race had been confident, until it was the time to take action.
"You did your best," Sparks remarked from beside Race.
"Why couldn't someone have told me that," Mush asked.
"Don't worry about it Mush," Ears said from his other side, "It's over now." Mush immediately went silent. He had seen what had happened to Race and didn't want to face the same fate.
"I know," he finally said, "It's not gonna help that you guys still wanna know what's going on." The rest of the newsies looked at each quietly, knowing that this was the truth.
"Why's it so quiet up here," a new voice asked suddenly, "I didn't think it would be this dull without me around." Everyone turned to locate the source of the voice, "Miss me?"
Piper Macoy, known as Flare, was standing in the doorway. Flare had straight brown hair to her shoulders, green eyes and stood at an even 5 feet. If you looked closely enough, you would notice a faint scar on her forehead. If you didn't know it was there, you wouldn't even see it. She was 14.
"Flare," Race shouted out, "Where have you been?"
"Around," she answered vaguely, walking into the room, "So, what did I miss?" The others glanced at each other. This just might take a while. After a few seconds of silence, Race began to explain everything.
"Wake up," a voice said the next morning. Expecting it to be one of the girls, I decided to ignore it for a while. The next thing I know, the covers are being ripped off my bed. Opening my eyes, I saw a grinning Medda standing in front of my with my covers in her hands, "We need to start rehearsing right away. The show is tomorrow."
I groaned, but sat up. Medda had told me last night that we would start early and would be wearing our costumes. I just didn't know it would be this early. When I got to the dressing room, Snow was already there and ready. I mock-glared at her. She already looked cheerful and here I was, only half-awake and not in the best mood.
I changed quickly, knowing that the faster rehearsal started, the faster I'd get out of this outfit. That didn't change the fact that I was very uncomfortable in a dress. I sighed as the music started once again. Then I had to concentrate on singing and dancing.
As usual, everyone met at Tibby's for lunch. Everyone that is, except Snow and Alaska. Medda had asked the other girls to bring something back for the two performers. Besides that, they had to make an excuse to cover for the girls' absence. So when Dreamer, Swoosh, and Jaws entered the diner, they had to have a story ready.
The girls were immediately greeted and invited over to a table. Several of the newsies looked around. Blink was the first to speak, after noticing that his girlfriend wasn't with them.
"Where's Snow," he asked, glancing over at the three. The girls looked at each other, until Dreamer nudged Swoosh, obviously the sign to say something.
"Medda wanted her and Alaska to run some errands," Swoosh replied quickly.
"We're not sure they're going to make it to lunch today," Dreamer continued, "Medda asked us to bring something back." Jaws nodded quickly in agreement after exchanging glances with the two.
"Okay," Blink said slowly, "Just tell her I'll see her tomorrow then...at the party."
"We will," Jaws promised, "Don't worry about that."
The rest of lunch passed slowly. The large group all stood up to leave around the same time. Jaws was about to exit the diner, when someone stopped her.
"Can I ask you something," Snoddy asked, walking up to her. She nodded nervously and followed him so nobody would bother them. Jaws waited for him to say something and was rewarded seconds later, "You're going to be at the party tomorrow right?"
"Yeah," Jaws answered quietly, "I'll be there."
"Have a date yet," he questioned. Jaws shook her head, "Would you consider going with me then?" She looked up at him in shock before answering.
"Sure," she replied quickly. Snoddy looked at her in relief. Obviously, it had taken him a lot of courage to ask her and she was glad that he did.
"So...I'll see you there," he asked, then paused, laughing nervously, "Of course, you work there. So...see you tomorrow?" Jaws nodded, before saying goodbye and heading off to work.
Dreamer, Swoosh and Jaws came back in the middle of our first break. Seeing that Jaws looked a lot happier than usual, I immediately went to talk to her, "What happened?" It took me a while to understand what she was saying, but I got the message.
"He did," I asked after she was done. She nodded, the only thing I was able to understand at the moment, "That's great!" It seemed that both of our dreams were coming true.
