Hey, here's the next chapter. I guess I'm updating more often. That's a good thing… right? Well, read and review… Enjoy. BTW, if there is anything that doesn't seem to go very well with the time, sorry. I'm not an expert in history.
"Mom, why is Samuel staying with us? Can't he just live with his grandfather?" Summer protested after dinner.
"Summer, you know that Mr. Pulitzer is rather busy at the moment so it was only right to have him stay with us." Her mother said.
"Well, he could've been brought to a hotel. There is one on the other side of New York that I think he'll like."
"Summer, why don't you come with me and vent off some steam. Come on, it'll be good for you." James said, taking his sister up to his room.
"Okay, now put something comfortable on, we're going running."
"What? Why would we do that?" Summer asked, confused.
"To vent off some steam. This really helps. Now, please go and get changed, her brother explained. "That's what I did at school when the pressure of tests almost made me crack."
"Fine, but if Mother catches us and we're in trouble, it'll be your fault," she threatened before going off into her room to change into a pair of pants.
By the time she came back, James was already dressed and ready to go.
"Ready? Good. Let's go," he said, leading the way out the back door. Soon they were running down the street side by side.
"Wow. This really works! How long have we been running?" Summer panted, slowing down. Her brother matched her pace.
He looked at his watch. "Five minutes! At least 35 minutes more. Hurry up, slow poke!" he called, speeding up. She laughed and picked up her speed, getting ahead of her brother.
She turned around to laugh at her brother. "Ha, I'm so much faster than you. And this is my first —" She stopped yelling as she ran into someone walking in the street. "Oomph!" she said as the air got knocked out of her. The boy that had run into her looked up. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Princess! Whatcha doin here" he asked, helping her up.
"How do you know…" she said and gasped. "Jack!" she freed herself from his grasp and went back to her brother. (A/N: You all thought it was Spot! Fooled ya!)
"Summer, do you know him?" he asked.
"I met him a couple of days ago," she mumbled. "James, this is Jack Kelly. Jack, this is my brother, James."
"Nice to meet ya. Well, Princess. I betta get back ta da Login House. Poka (Poker) Night." He said, turning around and heading down the darkening street.
"I'll pretend I didn't witness that. You, ah, sweet on him?" James grinned.
"No you idiot. He's a nice guy. Led the newsies strike." She said, pushing her brother.
"Nice. Seems like a good guy. Bet Mother and Dad won't be thrilled to find out who "sweet Summer" is associating with." He replied, grinning.
She gasped. "Don't tell! They will kill me. Please, James." She pleaded.
"Why not? What's in it for me?" he taunted.
"I'll… I'll tell Mother and Dad about that one girl, Samantha. The dancer. Yes I saw you with her." She replied, grinning.
"Fine. Come on. Let's head on home." He scowled, putting his arm on her shoulders.
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