Disclaimer: I do not own newsies (Disney does), or the characters in
newsies. I do own MY charactors, and this plot...blahblah you know the drill
A/n: so ive been tryin ta make the chapters longer...cus I love readin long chapters!! Newho..yeah I upped the rating...it doesn't need it now...but later it will...and I was afraid I would frget so I did it now..yeah..omg it needs to be summer soooo bad..i have like three new fics I wanna write but theres no time cus school has a stick up its ass and gives me hmwk ALL AT ONCE!! You'd think they could spread it out but nooooo they give me NOTHIN and im like whats goin on w/ the no hmwk eh? Then they're like HERE ALL OF IT IS ALL AT ONCE!! Grrrrr...I hate cls right now..i really do..so enough of me venting...
Shout outs! (yes im back to normal...........ish...)
Brownie: right so..ya know how at the end of our co-author I put somethin bout a party? Well feel free to change or disregard that..cus I thought it would be fun ta write but now I dk...so yeah if you have a better idea... use it!!thanks for the support! (and cheerleading()
Note: I didn't make it....but I am an understudy...(I think I was too tall...forreal..im not just makin excuses!!)
Anywho..i love u soo bad!!
Figmentfreak: (
Silverpetra: thanx! I thought so too...;)
Lady of the wingnuts: if you think that's ass kicken....just wait theres definitely more to come (I think)...teehee...and I agree;)
NW: I love you shithead!! Haha woo...thanks for the luck wishing...refer to the note as to what happened.. and I appreaciate random non-review reviews!! (specially since u already read it..) so keep em comin..(it makes me look kewler to have more reviews...even if they ARE non-reviews) I am much lookin forward to your gaelic invitation thingy...w/e it was u were talkin about...ahh you must teach me (or attempt to) some gaelic!! Mush IS a sexy bunny!! And I would look at the notebookâcept I havent had it in forever !!! (aka 3 days) so yeah...I am proud of all my notebook peeps fr writin in it..and I shall put your binder decoration on my random rantings notebook! You shoud be very proud....teehee So just to reiterate...I love you shithead!!
TRL (or my story) starts now!
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It was about lunch time when Mush and Robby walked into Tibby's. Since Robby's father owned the place, newsies often got to eat there for free. Especially if they were with Rob. They sat down at their usual table and ordered their usual meal. It had been a good day for the two partners. Mush glanced around the restaurant to see if anyone new or interesting was in the restaurant since the last time he was here.
He noticed someone he had never seen before.
She was humming while she wiped the tables on the opposite side of the restaurant. Her eyes twinkled, and even though she wasn't intentionally smiling, Mush could see that here lips were curved upward, into a very pleasant half sort of smile.
It made Mush want to laugh to look at her. Not laugh at her, but with her. She seemed so content, and all she was doing was wiping tables.
Mush looked over at Abby and she looked back their eyes met for just a second, and Abby went strait back to work.
"Hey, Robby, who's that goil ovah there? The one wipin' the tables?"
Robby looked to see and was surprised.
"That's me sister."
Mush shook his head.
"No it ain't Robby. I've seen ya sister and that ain't her. Yore sister is about ten years old and that goil ovah there ain't, uh, ain't a little goil."
Robby gave Mush a sideways glance.
"That is me sistah and I don't care if you believe me. Why do ya care anyways?"
Mush hesitated. He was getting more and more embarrassed.
"Oh, no reason. She was, uh, just someone I never seen around heah before."
Robby laughed. He had been formulating a wonderfully embarrassing plan for Mush.
"Doya want me to call her over?" Rob asked.
"No you don't gotta-"
"Hey Abby! C'mere!"
Abby walked over to the table where her brother was sitting with someone who she didn't recognize.
"Whadya want Rob?" She questioned.
"Well, this is me friend Mush here and he says you don't look like a little goil."
Mush had been sinking lower and lower into his chair.
Abby felt her face begin to flush but she fought it. Finally she felt her face return to normal.
"Well, Mush, thanks. It's about time someone noticed."
Abby started to walk away and then had a better idea. She sat down at the table with the two boys, to the horror of Mush, and continued talking with them.
"Ya know Rob, your grammar and accent, and speech in general get so much worse when yore hangin' 'round this lot."
"Yeah whatsit to ya?"
Abby gave Rob a "see I told ya so look" which Rob promptly ignored.
"So Mush," Abby started, "ya been a newsies long or what?"
"Umm, yeah."
Mush's voice cracked slightly and he cleared his throat. He was obviously dreadfully uncomfortable.
"I mean, yeah, since I can remembah."
Abby nodded. This conversation was going nowhere and she had to keep changing subjects.
"What brings you guys to Tibby's on this fine day?"
"Hey what's with all the questions?"
Robby was getting a little annoyed with his sister's presence.
Abby gave him an innocent look.
"Just tryin' ta be friendly." She explained.
She smiled but Rob didn't smile back.
"Well dis heah's official newsie business." He said.
"What kinda business?" Abby was interested in anything she didn't already know about.
"Itsa very long story." Rob was not in the mood.
"Hey I got time."
"Fine," Mush said. He proceeded to explain.
"Well, der's this guy, name's Spot Conlon, and he's in charge of the Brooklyn newsies, or he was..."
"See, "Rob continued, "The Queens newsies have been getting on everyone's noives recently. They's always sellin where dey ain't supposed ta, and der constantly taunted other newsies, especially Spot and his lot. Dey've been threatenin' to start somethin' for a while, and they tried it once already- "
"That's when Spot's newsies ran." Mush interjected.
"Right, we're not sure where they went to, but I heard a handful of 'em already came back. Anyway, Spot obviously can't stay by himself in Brooklyn-"
Mush started to defend Spot. "It ain't like he's scared or nothin', he's just bein' smart. Cus lemme tell ya, five or six Queens newsies against one Brooklyn ain't very good odds, even if it is Spot."
"Thanks Mush," Rob was trying not to be annoyed with the interruptions. "So Spot's been stayin' wit the Manhattan newsies, us, at the lodgin' house. So now Jack, he's the leader of the Manhattan newsies ya know, says we gotta have a conference of the boroughs, ta sort things out."
"See us Manhattan newsies are gonna pledge loyalty ta Brooklyn-"Mush started.
"And we's got a feelin' that the Delancys and that lot is gonna go wit Queens. And ya know it could get kinda messy up there, with all the tension, so we, the Manhattan newsies, are all meetin' heah to discuss what the plan's gonna be in case anythin', ya know, happens." Rob finished.
Abby had been listening very intently.
Abby looked around at the near empty restaurant. "So where's the others?"
"Mush an' me's early, so we just gotta wait a while."
Abby nodded and they all sat back in their chairs.
It wasn't long before two other newsies and a girl entered the restaurant.
"Heya Skittery, Blink."
Robby eyed Lacy suspiciously.
"It's ok Rob, dis heah's Lacy. She's just hangin' wit us for a bit."
Skittery and Blink sat down next to Mush.
Abby gave Lacy a warm smile as Lacy took a seat next to her.
"Oh yeah, dis is me sister Abby."
"So where's everyone else?" Blink asked.
As if on cue, Jack, Davey, and a few other newsies walked in the door.
"Hiya boys, have seat."
Jack looked around.
"So is all we missin' Race 'n' Spot? Damn, where da hell are those guys?" he gave sort of a growl under his breath. "They're always late."
"Well, not always Jacky boy."
Spot said as he and Race walked in behind Jack.
Jack chuckled and spit-shook with each one. They all sat down. Jack started the meeting.
"So now that we're all heah. We need to talk about what's gonna happen tonight. I was thinkin' and I guess all youse bois gotta know is that there's a very good chance things is gonna turn ugly, so just be on your toes. We hope most of the boroughs is gonna side wit us and Brooklyn but, for all we know, their loyalties could go either way. Tensions'll be high so, just in case I want ya all to come prepared," He turned to Spot, who nodded and said,
"I got some extra slingshots youse guys can borrah. But that's it."
"Well, Jack," Race interjected, "ya know, our crummy pieces of wood ain't gonna do nothin if the othahs try somethin'."
"Well that's all we got so we'se gonna have ta make do." Jack said.
The rest of the group nodded to show their understanding. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I guess that's about it. Bring whatever you can to umm, protect yourself if ya need ta. You guys have about two hours before we need to be there, and don't be late!"
Jack looked at Race who spoke.
"Hey it was Spot's fault we was heah late taday."
He held up his hands in an "I surrender" position.
The newies laughed.
"Shoah Race, Shoah."
The group began to disperse, selling partners leaving together.
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Lynnette had been awake for nearly an hour, formulating a plan to get out of her day's activities. There was no way she was going to miss spending the day with Race and, what was that other boy's name? Oh yes, Spot. They were so much more exciting then anything she would be doing with her uncle and the elite of New York.
She couldn't just randomly leave like she did yesterday, that only works about once every two months.
Finally it hit her. Of course, why had she not thought of it before? Faking sick was the perfect way to get out of anything you did not want to do.
She got right to work. She had about fifteen minutes before Margaret would wake her. That was plenty of time. She took a wash rag and dipped it in some hot water. She got back in to bed and held it on her forehead.
Finally Margaret came in. Lynnette quickly removed the washrag without detection.
"Good morning, Miss. Time to wake up!"
Lynnette coughed, one her best fake coughs of all time.
"Oh my, miss, are you all right?"
"Margaret," Lynnette, who was giving one of the best sick performances ever, talked in a very weak voice. "I don't feel so well."
"Well let me feel your 'ead dearie. Oh my! You are burning up! Your face is wet with sweat, you poor thing you are in no condition to go to the opera today."
"Oh no Margaret, I can't miss the opera. I've so been looking forward to it."
Lynnette had by now convinced herself she should be acting in all of the great plays.
"Oh miss I'm so sorry, but you're in no condition. You just lie there and get rested. I'm sure you'll be much better by tomorrow."
Margaret smiled and left the room.
Lynnette let out a deep breath. It had worked. She quickly got dressed and snuck out the back kitchen door to find Race and----Oh yes, Spot.
She wondered around for about an hour until she spotted the duo leaving a restaurant.
She ran over to them with a big smile. Before she got very far, she changed her mind and decided to hide her excitement at seeing them. She figured it was the lady-like thing to do.
"Well hello you two, fancy running into you here!"
"Heya Nettie!" Spot greeted her with a smirk as Lynnette winced at her "name".
"What are you guys up to this evening?"
"Well we got impoahtant business, there's a big meetin' of all the boroughs and so we have to go but we also have ta be careful cus things could get outa hand, ya know."
"Oh that's sounds so exciting! Do you think I could go?"
Race's face turned practically to stone.
"This ain't no game ya know, it's not somethin' to get happy or excited about."
Spot was still smirking in his playful way.
"Aww, now Race, Nettie heah can take care of herself," Spot said throwing his arm around Nettie, "yeah we know it might get outa hand but with me an' Jack there, the other guys'll prolly be too scared to start anythin'. I'm sure she could just watch."
"Oh, please!"
Wait. What am I doing? Questioned Lynnette. My uncle is one of the most powerful men in New York and I shall do whatever I please.
She started again.
"Well, that is, I do not really care whether or not I have you approval Mr. Higgins. I have been bored out of my wits all day and I intend to attend this meeting, or whatever you call it, with or without your blessing."
"Is that all you do? Sit there at home makin' paragraph long speeches that are heroic, and grammatically correct? Cause that's all I seem ta heah from ya."
Nettie was not even looking at Race. She was now apparently infatuated with the stitching in her dress.
"Fine I guess I can't stop ya so you can come." Race gave in.
Lynnette tried not to look too excited.
"BUT, youse gotta look out for yourself." He said, "Remember, this ain't no joke."
Lynnette nodded, smiled, and the group turned the next corner and headed for who knows where until the meeting was to start.
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oh yeah..
brownie n NW: I need to SO keep you guys in my pocket!!! Cus at the art museam there were monty python references all over the place!! And no one got them but me!! It was dreadful...AND in geometry we were talkin about volume...and I was all "the name of the game is volume" and no one else got it!!!! Once again....dreadful... O and I definitely have two copies of newsies (the dvd) at my house....did anyone leave theirs ? And my CD's have gone incognito!! I cant find them anywhere!! So if they are at someones house...(like NW or brownie) tell me!! I miss them!!
Oh...I nearly forgot...READ AND REVIEW...though technically I suppose I only need to say the review part cus if your readin this your at the end of this chapter and therefore must have already read it...but I guess you could have just scrolled down to the end...in which case my request would be relevent....but that's not important...so yea...(READ AND) REVIEW!!
A/n: so ive been tryin ta make the chapters longer...cus I love readin long chapters!! Newho..yeah I upped the rating...it doesn't need it now...but later it will...and I was afraid I would frget so I did it now..yeah..omg it needs to be summer soooo bad..i have like three new fics I wanna write but theres no time cus school has a stick up its ass and gives me hmwk ALL AT ONCE!! You'd think they could spread it out but nooooo they give me NOTHIN and im like whats goin on w/ the no hmwk eh? Then they're like HERE ALL OF IT IS ALL AT ONCE!! Grrrrr...I hate cls right now..i really do..so enough of me venting...
Shout outs! (yes im back to normal...........ish...)
Brownie: right so..ya know how at the end of our co-author I put somethin bout a party? Well feel free to change or disregard that..cus I thought it would be fun ta write but now I dk...so yeah if you have a better idea... use it!!thanks for the support! (and cheerleading()
Note: I didn't make it....but I am an understudy...(I think I was too tall...forreal..im not just makin excuses!!)
Anywho..i love u soo bad!!
Figmentfreak: (
Silverpetra: thanx! I thought so too...;)
Lady of the wingnuts: if you think that's ass kicken....just wait theres definitely more to come (I think)...teehee...and I agree;)
NW: I love you shithead!! Haha woo...thanks for the luck wishing...refer to the note as to what happened.. and I appreaciate random non-review reviews!! (specially since u already read it..) so keep em comin..(it makes me look kewler to have more reviews...even if they ARE non-reviews) I am much lookin forward to your gaelic invitation thingy...w/e it was u were talkin about...ahh you must teach me (or attempt to) some gaelic!! Mush IS a sexy bunny!! And I would look at the notebookâcept I havent had it in forever !!! (aka 3 days) so yeah...I am proud of all my notebook peeps fr writin in it..and I shall put your binder decoration on my random rantings notebook! You shoud be very proud....teehee So just to reiterate...I love you shithead!!
TRL (or my story) starts now!
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It was about lunch time when Mush and Robby walked into Tibby's. Since Robby's father owned the place, newsies often got to eat there for free. Especially if they were with Rob. They sat down at their usual table and ordered their usual meal. It had been a good day for the two partners. Mush glanced around the restaurant to see if anyone new or interesting was in the restaurant since the last time he was here.
He noticed someone he had never seen before.
She was humming while she wiped the tables on the opposite side of the restaurant. Her eyes twinkled, and even though she wasn't intentionally smiling, Mush could see that here lips were curved upward, into a very pleasant half sort of smile.
It made Mush want to laugh to look at her. Not laugh at her, but with her. She seemed so content, and all she was doing was wiping tables.
Mush looked over at Abby and she looked back their eyes met for just a second, and Abby went strait back to work.
"Hey, Robby, who's that goil ovah there? The one wipin' the tables?"
Robby looked to see and was surprised.
"That's me sister."
Mush shook his head.
"No it ain't Robby. I've seen ya sister and that ain't her. Yore sister is about ten years old and that goil ovah there ain't, uh, ain't a little goil."
Robby gave Mush a sideways glance.
"That is me sistah and I don't care if you believe me. Why do ya care anyways?"
Mush hesitated. He was getting more and more embarrassed.
"Oh, no reason. She was, uh, just someone I never seen around heah before."
Robby laughed. He had been formulating a wonderfully embarrassing plan for Mush.
"Doya want me to call her over?" Rob asked.
"No you don't gotta-"
"Hey Abby! C'mere!"
Abby walked over to the table where her brother was sitting with someone who she didn't recognize.
"Whadya want Rob?" She questioned.
"Well, this is me friend Mush here and he says you don't look like a little goil."
Mush had been sinking lower and lower into his chair.
Abby felt her face begin to flush but she fought it. Finally she felt her face return to normal.
"Well, Mush, thanks. It's about time someone noticed."
Abby started to walk away and then had a better idea. She sat down at the table with the two boys, to the horror of Mush, and continued talking with them.
"Ya know Rob, your grammar and accent, and speech in general get so much worse when yore hangin' 'round this lot."
"Yeah whatsit to ya?"
Abby gave Rob a "see I told ya so look" which Rob promptly ignored.
"So Mush," Abby started, "ya been a newsies long or what?"
"Umm, yeah."
Mush's voice cracked slightly and he cleared his throat. He was obviously dreadfully uncomfortable.
"I mean, yeah, since I can remembah."
Abby nodded. This conversation was going nowhere and she had to keep changing subjects.
"What brings you guys to Tibby's on this fine day?"
"Hey what's with all the questions?"
Robby was getting a little annoyed with his sister's presence.
Abby gave him an innocent look.
"Just tryin' ta be friendly." She explained.
She smiled but Rob didn't smile back.
"Well dis heah's official newsie business." He said.
"What kinda business?" Abby was interested in anything she didn't already know about.
"Itsa very long story." Rob was not in the mood.
"Hey I got time."
"Fine," Mush said. He proceeded to explain.
"Well, der's this guy, name's Spot Conlon, and he's in charge of the Brooklyn newsies, or he was..."
"See, "Rob continued, "The Queens newsies have been getting on everyone's noives recently. They's always sellin where dey ain't supposed ta, and der constantly taunted other newsies, especially Spot and his lot. Dey've been threatenin' to start somethin' for a while, and they tried it once already- "
"That's when Spot's newsies ran." Mush interjected.
"Right, we're not sure where they went to, but I heard a handful of 'em already came back. Anyway, Spot obviously can't stay by himself in Brooklyn-"
Mush started to defend Spot. "It ain't like he's scared or nothin', he's just bein' smart. Cus lemme tell ya, five or six Queens newsies against one Brooklyn ain't very good odds, even if it is Spot."
"Thanks Mush," Rob was trying not to be annoyed with the interruptions. "So Spot's been stayin' wit the Manhattan newsies, us, at the lodgin' house. So now Jack, he's the leader of the Manhattan newsies ya know, says we gotta have a conference of the boroughs, ta sort things out."
"See us Manhattan newsies are gonna pledge loyalty ta Brooklyn-"Mush started.
"And we's got a feelin' that the Delancys and that lot is gonna go wit Queens. And ya know it could get kinda messy up there, with all the tension, so we, the Manhattan newsies, are all meetin' heah to discuss what the plan's gonna be in case anythin', ya know, happens." Rob finished.
Abby had been listening very intently.
Abby looked around at the near empty restaurant. "So where's the others?"
"Mush an' me's early, so we just gotta wait a while."
Abby nodded and they all sat back in their chairs.
It wasn't long before two other newsies and a girl entered the restaurant.
"Heya Skittery, Blink."
Robby eyed Lacy suspiciously.
"It's ok Rob, dis heah's Lacy. She's just hangin' wit us for a bit."
Skittery and Blink sat down next to Mush.
Abby gave Lacy a warm smile as Lacy took a seat next to her.
"Oh yeah, dis is me sister Abby."
"So where's everyone else?" Blink asked.
As if on cue, Jack, Davey, and a few other newsies walked in the door.
"Hiya boys, have seat."
Jack looked around.
"So is all we missin' Race 'n' Spot? Damn, where da hell are those guys?" he gave sort of a growl under his breath. "They're always late."
"Well, not always Jacky boy."
Spot said as he and Race walked in behind Jack.
Jack chuckled and spit-shook with each one. They all sat down. Jack started the meeting.
"So now that we're all heah. We need to talk about what's gonna happen tonight. I was thinkin' and I guess all youse bois gotta know is that there's a very good chance things is gonna turn ugly, so just be on your toes. We hope most of the boroughs is gonna side wit us and Brooklyn but, for all we know, their loyalties could go either way. Tensions'll be high so, just in case I want ya all to come prepared," He turned to Spot, who nodded and said,
"I got some extra slingshots youse guys can borrah. But that's it."
"Well, Jack," Race interjected, "ya know, our crummy pieces of wood ain't gonna do nothin if the othahs try somethin'."
"Well that's all we got so we'se gonna have ta make do." Jack said.
The rest of the group nodded to show their understanding. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I guess that's about it. Bring whatever you can to umm, protect yourself if ya need ta. You guys have about two hours before we need to be there, and don't be late!"
Jack looked at Race who spoke.
"Hey it was Spot's fault we was heah late taday."
He held up his hands in an "I surrender" position.
The newies laughed.
"Shoah Race, Shoah."
The group began to disperse, selling partners leaving together.
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Lynnette had been awake for nearly an hour, formulating a plan to get out of her day's activities. There was no way she was going to miss spending the day with Race and, what was that other boy's name? Oh yes, Spot. They were so much more exciting then anything she would be doing with her uncle and the elite of New York.
She couldn't just randomly leave like she did yesterday, that only works about once every two months.
Finally it hit her. Of course, why had she not thought of it before? Faking sick was the perfect way to get out of anything you did not want to do.
She got right to work. She had about fifteen minutes before Margaret would wake her. That was plenty of time. She took a wash rag and dipped it in some hot water. She got back in to bed and held it on her forehead.
Finally Margaret came in. Lynnette quickly removed the washrag without detection.
"Good morning, Miss. Time to wake up!"
Lynnette coughed, one her best fake coughs of all time.
"Oh my, miss, are you all right?"
"Margaret," Lynnette, who was giving one of the best sick performances ever, talked in a very weak voice. "I don't feel so well."
"Well let me feel your 'ead dearie. Oh my! You are burning up! Your face is wet with sweat, you poor thing you are in no condition to go to the opera today."
"Oh no Margaret, I can't miss the opera. I've so been looking forward to it."
Lynnette had by now convinced herself she should be acting in all of the great plays.
"Oh miss I'm so sorry, but you're in no condition. You just lie there and get rested. I'm sure you'll be much better by tomorrow."
Margaret smiled and left the room.
Lynnette let out a deep breath. It had worked. She quickly got dressed and snuck out the back kitchen door to find Race and----Oh yes, Spot.
She wondered around for about an hour until she spotted the duo leaving a restaurant.
She ran over to them with a big smile. Before she got very far, she changed her mind and decided to hide her excitement at seeing them. She figured it was the lady-like thing to do.
"Well hello you two, fancy running into you here!"
"Heya Nettie!" Spot greeted her with a smirk as Lynnette winced at her "name".
"What are you guys up to this evening?"
"Well we got impoahtant business, there's a big meetin' of all the boroughs and so we have to go but we also have ta be careful cus things could get outa hand, ya know."
"Oh that's sounds so exciting! Do you think I could go?"
Race's face turned practically to stone.
"This ain't no game ya know, it's not somethin' to get happy or excited about."
Spot was still smirking in his playful way.
"Aww, now Race, Nettie heah can take care of herself," Spot said throwing his arm around Nettie, "yeah we know it might get outa hand but with me an' Jack there, the other guys'll prolly be too scared to start anythin'. I'm sure she could just watch."
"Oh, please!"
Wait. What am I doing? Questioned Lynnette. My uncle is one of the most powerful men in New York and I shall do whatever I please.
She started again.
"Well, that is, I do not really care whether or not I have you approval Mr. Higgins. I have been bored out of my wits all day and I intend to attend this meeting, or whatever you call it, with or without your blessing."
"Is that all you do? Sit there at home makin' paragraph long speeches that are heroic, and grammatically correct? Cause that's all I seem ta heah from ya."
Nettie was not even looking at Race. She was now apparently infatuated with the stitching in her dress.
"Fine I guess I can't stop ya so you can come." Race gave in.
Lynnette tried not to look too excited.
"BUT, youse gotta look out for yourself." He said, "Remember, this ain't no joke."
Lynnette nodded, smiled, and the group turned the next corner and headed for who knows where until the meeting was to start.
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oh yeah..
brownie n NW: I need to SO keep you guys in my pocket!!! Cus at the art museam there were monty python references all over the place!! And no one got them but me!! It was dreadful...AND in geometry we were talkin about volume...and I was all "the name of the game is volume" and no one else got it!!!! Once again....dreadful... O and I definitely have two copies of newsies (the dvd) at my house....did anyone leave theirs ? And my CD's have gone incognito!! I cant find them anywhere!! So if they are at someones house...(like NW or brownie) tell me!! I miss them!!
Oh...I nearly forgot...READ AND REVIEW...though technically I suppose I only need to say the review part cus if your readin this your at the end of this chapter and therefore must have already read it...but I guess you could have just scrolled down to the end...in which case my request would be relevent....but that's not important...so yea...(READ AND) REVIEW!!