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:
Strawberri Shake- thanks. Names are the hardest thing to think of. For a lot of them I just look through the phone book or at my surroundings. For Dutchy's last name (Dutchyshen) I used a guy's last name on Sports Centre. Cool, huh? Oh, and it is the beginning...it's only the beginning...
Oh, and in response to your review of White Roses (which I am very thankful for!) I am actually not Buddhist but my dad's side of the family is. I'm Catholic. My grandfather didn't want a plaque because it's extra trouble. It is explained in later chapters, but it wasn't in the prologue yet.
Erin Go Bragh- don't worry, my alter-ego and I talk all the time. We're like best friends!
Coin- that's what readers everywhere are asking themselves. You'll have to continue to find out...
Because of Strawberri Shake's review of my story I am motivated to shamelessly plug. Go to fictionpress and read my story! It's under the same penname as here! Please!!!!
(Still Friday)
Jack's PoV
"Hi Jack!"
"Arrow!" I stood up, "I was wondering when you'd show up!"
"Well, I'm here now," she grinned, "Shall we?"
We walked towards the movie theatre entrance. I went to buy the tickets and the girl behind the counter told me they were sold out.
"What should we do now?" I asked Arrow.
"The mall?" she suggested.
So, minutes later, we were sitting in the food court sharing a giant tub of fries and laughing ourselves silly.
I kept hearing Sarah's brother yelling at me, but I looked at Arrow and smiled anyways. I didn't do anything wrong. I can't be expected to wait for her forever.
Arrow was here right now. And Arrow was real.
Boots' PoV
"Swifty?" I opened the door to his apartment and stepped in.
Downstairs music was blaring and girls were giggling.
Swifty's room was dark except for the solid beam of moonlight pouring in the window.
"Boots, what are you doing here?" His voice didn't come from within the room, rather from the hallway.
I had been thinking about this for a while. What would I say to him? I had seen him enough but we hadn't mentioned the kiss.
"I-I don't know." I put my hand on his neck and pulled him towards me. I kissed him, and shocked, he kissed me back.
He swung the door shut behind him and we stumbled into the room. I hit his bed. He looked up ay me. "Boots, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Dammit! How will I ever know?" I asked, "You said so yourself Swifty. How will I know until someone shows me?"
He took it as a 'yes' and pulled his shirt over his head.
Boots, I thought, you'd better know what you're getting yourself into.
A/n: heh heh heh, Boots and Swifty! Can I hear an 'awww!!!'? Very good. Review! Don't forget!
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:
Strawberri Shake- thanks. Names are the hardest thing to think of. For a lot of them I just look through the phone book or at my surroundings. For Dutchy's last name (Dutchyshen) I used a guy's last name on Sports Centre. Cool, huh? Oh, and it is the beginning...it's only the beginning...
Oh, and in response to your review of White Roses (which I am very thankful for!) I am actually not Buddhist but my dad's side of the family is. I'm Catholic. My grandfather didn't want a plaque because it's extra trouble. It is explained in later chapters, but it wasn't in the prologue yet.
Erin Go Bragh- don't worry, my alter-ego and I talk all the time. We're like best friends!
Coin- that's what readers everywhere are asking themselves. You'll have to continue to find out...
Because of Strawberri Shake's review of my story I am motivated to shamelessly plug. Go to fictionpress and read my story! It's under the same penname as here! Please!!!!
(Still Friday)
Jack's PoV
"Hi Jack!"
"Arrow!" I stood up, "I was wondering when you'd show up!"
"Well, I'm here now," she grinned, "Shall we?"
We walked towards the movie theatre entrance. I went to buy the tickets and the girl behind the counter told me they were sold out.
"What should we do now?" I asked Arrow.
"The mall?" she suggested.
So, minutes later, we were sitting in the food court sharing a giant tub of fries and laughing ourselves silly.
I kept hearing Sarah's brother yelling at me, but I looked at Arrow and smiled anyways. I didn't do anything wrong. I can't be expected to wait for her forever.
Arrow was here right now. And Arrow was real.
Boots' PoV
"Swifty?" I opened the door to his apartment and stepped in.
Downstairs music was blaring and girls were giggling.
Swifty's room was dark except for the solid beam of moonlight pouring in the window.
"Boots, what are you doing here?" His voice didn't come from within the room, rather from the hallway.
I had been thinking about this for a while. What would I say to him? I had seen him enough but we hadn't mentioned the kiss.
"I-I don't know." I put my hand on his neck and pulled him towards me. I kissed him, and shocked, he kissed me back.
He swung the door shut behind him and we stumbled into the room. I hit his bed. He looked up ay me. "Boots, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Dammit! How will I ever know?" I asked, "You said so yourself Swifty. How will I know until someone shows me?"
He took it as a 'yes' and pulled his shirt over his head.
Boots, I thought, you'd better know what you're getting yourself into.
A/n: heh heh heh, Boots and Swifty! Can I hear an 'awww!!!'? Very good. Review! Don't forget!