Disclaimer—I don't own Newsies, nor any other Media references I may make.
I am not profiting at all from this story.
A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ______' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Sloane Miette- ends? No, my dear reviewer, it has just begun *cue evil laughter* THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!!!
Strawberri Shake- *more evil laughter* I will withhold information until the thirty-somethingth chapter. I went back and read what I've typed. Don't worry, it's there!
(Still Monday)
~Boots' PoV~
Why am I doing this again? I thought as I knocked on the door to Swifty's room.
"Just a minute!" someone—no doubt Swifty—yelled from inside. I heard a lot of scuffling around before he appeared at the door.
"Oh, hi Boots." He sounded shocked.
"Are you surprised to see me? You asked me over."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Come in, come in." he sounded very flustered.
I sat down at his small table. The chair's legs were uneven so it rocked when I did.
"Do you want something to drink?" he was awfully jittery.
"Swifty," should I......... "Do you like me?"
He blushed and looked at the tile. "Um.........yes........."
"Well don't. I'm helping you learn. Pretend.........pretend I'm a girl." That may have been the wrong thing to say.
Swifty grinned deviously, "are you sure you're not gay?"
"Are you sure you are?" I countered.
"Point taken and recorded." He sat across from me, his pen and paper ready.
*
"So, a squared plus b squared equals c squared?"
"Yes."
"What if I want to find a side that isn't the hypotenuse?"
"I'll.........um.........I'll teach you tomorrow."
We got up and he walked me to the door.
"Bye Swifty, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye Boots.........and you really would have looked nice in a dress," he called to my back. I heard the door shut softly after me.
A/n: does anyone need to know how to find the unknown length of a triangle if it isn't the hypotenuse?
Alex: Buttons, nobody cares about the Pythagorean Therom.
Buttons: how dare you!!! I care about Pythagorean! Poor Pythagorean, you hurt his feelings!
Alex: how do you now it's a boy?
Buttons: I just do!
Anyways, read and review people! Reviews motivate me to...uh...be a better person...? Do it anyways. I love my reviews! *huggles computer*
A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ______' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Sloane Miette- ends? No, my dear reviewer, it has just begun *cue evil laughter* THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!!!
Strawberri Shake- *more evil laughter* I will withhold information until the thirty-somethingth chapter. I went back and read what I've typed. Don't worry, it's there!
(Still Monday)
~Boots' PoV~
Why am I doing this again? I thought as I knocked on the door to Swifty's room.
"Just a minute!" someone—no doubt Swifty—yelled from inside. I heard a lot of scuffling around before he appeared at the door.
"Oh, hi Boots." He sounded shocked.
"Are you surprised to see me? You asked me over."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Come in, come in." he sounded very flustered.
I sat down at his small table. The chair's legs were uneven so it rocked when I did.
"Do you want something to drink?" he was awfully jittery.
"Swifty," should I......... "Do you like me?"
He blushed and looked at the tile. "Um.........yes........."
"Well don't. I'm helping you learn. Pretend.........pretend I'm a girl." That may have been the wrong thing to say.
Swifty grinned deviously, "are you sure you're not gay?"
"Are you sure you are?" I countered.
"Point taken and recorded." He sat across from me, his pen and paper ready.
*
"So, a squared plus b squared equals c squared?"
"Yes."
"What if I want to find a side that isn't the hypotenuse?"
"I'll.........um.........I'll teach you tomorrow."
We got up and he walked me to the door.
"Bye Swifty, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye Boots.........and you really would have looked nice in a dress," he called to my back. I heard the door shut softly after me.
A/n: does anyone need to know how to find the unknown length of a triangle if it isn't the hypotenuse?
Alex: Buttons, nobody cares about the Pythagorean Therom.
Buttons: how dare you!!! I care about Pythagorean! Poor Pythagorean, you hurt his feelings!
Alex: how do you now it's a boy?
Buttons: I just do!
Anyways, read and review people! Reviews motivate me to...uh...be a better person...? Do it anyways. I love my reviews! *huggles computer*