DISCLAIMER: I so dearly wish I owned Newsies, but I don't! Anyway, here's the next chapter.
Oh, wait, I do own all of the band members and the rap that Jaylex does. So don't use them w/o my permission!
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Spot stared at the door in an effort of comprehension. He turned around and began to explore the mansion. Jaylex's tour had been extremely short and he hadn't paid much attention. Upon reaching the top of the stairs, he stumbled across the game room.
He stared at the TV for a while before he began tapping the buttons with his cane.
"Next on Fear Factor…"
Spot jumped slightly at the loudness of the television. He tapped the power button again.
"Weird," he thought aloud. He ventured farther into the room towards the pool table. 'Finally, sumtin' I knowse,' he mused. He headed out of the room and down the stairs. He veered left into the kitchen and found what every kitchen needs… a blender (A/N: I love those things! They make great slushies and when your babysitting you can always threaten to put the kid(s) in it and turn it on…)
He pressed the power button.
"Vrrrrrrrrrr." (A/N: Does that sound like a blender?)
He blinked and swiftly turned it off. "What in 'da hell?" he questioned. He shook his head and headed once more up the stairs.
"Jaylex, where have you been?" Craig, the drummer, asked as she entered the recording room.
"None of your business. Now, we got an album to produce," she replied heading for the microphone.
"Well, we already recorded the music, so all you have to do is sing, rather than wait for us," Jacob, the third guitarist explained.
"Well, why didn't you guys go home?" she questioned.
"Because we wanna' hear the finished product," Sepher, the bassist and Jaylex's ex-boyfriend answered.
"You guys can come buy later. I sing better when everyone's gone anyway."
"We wanna' hear it tonight."
"Well, then go wait in the lobby, Sepher."
Craig, Jacob, Len, the keyboardist, and Kenneth, the second guitarist, rolled their eyes. Once Jaylex and Sepher started fighting, they never stopped.
"No, bitch!"
"Watch your language, bastard!"
"You shouldn't be talking!"
"Excuse me?! And who do you think you are?! Huh?!"
"STOP!" Kenneth, who, evidently, was the quiet one of the group, yelled. "You guys are driving me mad! I'm waiting in the lobby."
"Us, too," Craig, Jacob, and Len agreed.
Jaylex and Sepher watched the rest of the band leave.
"How long is it gonna' take you?"
"I dunno, an hour if there aren't any mistakes."
He pushed her against the wall.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"
"I hate you," he whispered in her ear. He leaned against her, pushing her farther into the wall.
"Ow! Hey! Knock it off!" she protested, trying to push him back. He gripped her wrists.
"Don't tell me what to do!" he screamed.
"BACK OFF!" she yelled, sending him flying across the room.
"How did you do that?!" he questioned angrily wondering how he could be thrown across the room without being touched.
"Next time, listen to me or I'll use my fists."
Sepher left the room, leaving Jaylex to her recording.
She placed her headphones on and then stepped up to the microphone. "Ready, Mick," she called to the man in the next room. He gave her a thumb up and she began to sing.
Jaylex:
Maybe I'll just run away
They won't even care
And when I turn up dead,
they'll just stand there and stare
and say
"Oh well, she was just a waste of air
and…
and time, and space,
and she was
just bitch who
would scream, and would kick,
and would bite and fight back"
So, as you can see it don't matter 'bout me, just
the pain that I bring and the songs that I sing,
'cause as long as I'm here, I really am not
and the air that I breathe, will someday rot
from the hatred, the agony, the pain, and despair
And the time that I take will be taken from me with care
from another who just stands there and screams
in frustration,
in frustration from me, so…
Prerecorded Band Singing:
Let's all just forget,
about the girl who went and
disappeared without a sweat
she was invisible, and so insensible
now she's givin' us a break
(from her mistakes)
Jaylex:
Yeah, I'm invisible,
insensible,
and a whole lot more
I'm insane and in pain
from the shit I've endured
I'm a sinner simply without sanctification
a positively, unethical girl of this nation
I'm a hater, and a rebel, without all the finesse
I've swum and I've sunk, in my bloody pool of repression
I give up, I give in, to hell with this world!
We're just a bunch a of losers anyway who sit here and hurl at
some TV show where they give away bucks if you can
eat pig intestines without throwing up, and
survive jumping off 18-Wheeler trucks
And people say I'm crazy?
They must make that shit up
Prerecorded Band Singing:
Let's all just forget,
about the girl who went and
disappeared without a sweat
she was invisible, and so insensible
now she's givin' us a break
(from her mistakes)
Jaylex:
Sometimes I lie, awake in the night,
cryin' my eyes out, wishin' I'd die
and then I'd cut myself, to feel pain and taste blood
I'm human, but that don't mean that I won't get a gun and
hold it up to my heart and pull the trigger twice, not once
the first one for my death, and the other for fun
It's all a matter of thinkin'
when all this is done
so…
Prerecorded Band Singing:
Let's all just forget,
about the girl who went and
disappeared without a sweat
she was invisible, and so insensible
now she's givin' us a break
(from her mistakes)
By the time Jaylex was done singing the rest of the album, the rest of the band had already left. She stepped outside and signaled for her limo, totally unprepared for what she would fine at home.
Turning right, Spot stumbled upon Jaylex's room. Being the womanizer that he is, he quickly began to open her drawers, being careful not to show any signs of his actions.
'30... D!' his mind interjected upon inspecting the tag on one of her bras. 'Black leatha'… kinda' kinky,' he thought further.
"What are you doing?!" an angry voice inquired from the doorway.
Spot turned to look at a very pissed Jaylex.
"Whateva' I damn well please," he answered.
"Jerk!" she screamed, punching him in the jaw.
"Watchit goily," Spot warned, rising from the floor, his hand on his jaw. 'She's lucky I don't hit goils,' he thought to himself.
"Drop that friggin' accent already!"
"What accent?"
"That New York one."
"Ise can't drop it. It's how I'se talk."
"Well, you can be a Yank, but you're not a newsie."
"Ya' can't tell me what I am and ain't."
"Forget it. I'm having a bad day. So tell me, squirt, how did you get past the security system?"
"Don't call me squirt."
"Just answer the damn question!"
"I didn't encounta' any security system. I was wit' me friends one minute, and then lyin' on your washroom floor the next."
"Oh, so you expect me to believe that the time space continuum just went and opened, allowing you passage through time?"
Spot gave her a confused look. "Youse is crazy."
"You know what. I don't really wanna' deal with you right now. But if I let you go, you won't be punished. So your room is at the end of the hall. There's a bathroom connected to it."
"Uh…"
Jaylex then left, leaving a very puzzled Spot in her wake.
"She's crazier 'dan Jacky-boy…" he sighed as he left for his room.
"Pervert," Jaylex said as she fell asleep on her bed. "He's like one of those psycho fanatics…"
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