Here's another chapter for this one, finally. You guys probably think we like died or something, if any of our original reads are even still around. I don't have much to say for this. Ace wrote chapter and I like it. We meet an OC that will be in it a lot later on. I've got the next one almost all the way written but we're somewhat stuck on Kat/Stellar's next chapter since we hardly ever get together anymore. I'm gonna quit talking now, on with the story.

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, we don't own it.

Chapter 5: Froggi

"So," I asked impatiently, "Where're we going?"

"Wha'dya mean 'we'?" Jack gave me a puzzled look as the boy named Skittery came over to join Jack and me.

"Blink's with Blink." I quickly became confused and shook my head before starting over. "Sarah's with Kid Blink. Kat's with Race. I don't know anyone else so that leaves you and me."

"Fine," Jack said. "But Skit here is comin' wit us 'cause me an' him usually sell together."

I smiled at the brown haired boy and looked back at Jack. "Works for me."

"Okay then," Jack said, looking at me strangely.

And we started walking something struck me and I stopped. Jack and Skittery glanced back at me and Jack looked at me like I was crazy.

"How exactly do you sell newspapers?" I asked. The two laughed at me slightly.

"Don't worry 'bout it," Skittery said, playfully punching me in the arm. "You'll catch on. All youse gotta do is wave da pape 'round in da air and yell out da headlines."

"That easy, huh?"

"Yeah," Jack said smiling. "Dat easy."

I let out a sigh of relief and we all continued walking.

By lunch, and with a little help from Jack and Skittery, I had sold all of my papers. The boys still had about ten left between them so we split up finished selling the rest before meeting the others at Tibby's.

Sarah and Blink were already there, along with Kat and Race. The curly haired boy, Mush, one of the younger newsies, Snipeshooter, Swifty, Crutchy, Boots, and some of the others that I didn't know yet where there too

I rushed over to sit by Sarah and Kat.

"Hey guys," I said, sliding into the booth. "What's up?"

"Not much," Sarah answered, smiling. "How's the selling going?"

"Not bad," I replied. "I'm already done."

"Me too," Kat said. "Me and Race are gonna go back to the racetracks after lunch. Wanna come?"

"Nah," Sarah declined, glancing over at where the guys were sitting. "Me an' Blink still have to finish selling."

"How many do you have left?" I asked, reaching over and taking a piece of food off of Kat's plate. In return I got a swift smack so I went after Sarah's food instead. She didn't seem to notice, too busy staring off into space with a small smile on her face.

"Half of them," she replied coming out of her daze and blushing.

"Half?!" I exclaimed. "What've you two been—"

The look on her face answered my question. "Oh."

I laughed as her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

"Aww, c'mon," Kat said. "Don't tell me you haven't done anything. Or at least haven't thought about it."

I shook my head, rolling my eyes at my boy-crazy friend.

"How can you not?" Sarah asked. "You get two of them and they're both very cute."

"Well." I turned in my seat to look at Skittery and Jack. They were sitting next to each other in one of the tables. I guess it was the first time I had gotten a chance to look at them. Jack's light brown hair was hanging down in his face. Someone across from him said something funny and he laughed, brushing the hair from his eyes. Speaking of eyes, he had two big, brown, loving eyes, almost like puppy dog eyes. His smile was to die for.

But looking over at Skittery my heart almost stopped. His dark brown hair curled at the end and his cabby hat made his hair stick out a little. He had a small laugh that made you smile and when he smiled you couldn't help but smile too. He had eyes the color of dark melted chocolate and long eyelashes that gave him a little boy look. He was tall and handsome, everything a girl loves.

Just then, Skittery looked over at me and smiled. I blushed and smiled back, embarrassed that I had been caught starring at him. He laughed slightly and beckoned me over. I signaled that I'd be there in a second and turned back to Kat and Sarah. They both had "I told you so" looks on their faces.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Wha'dya mean 'what'?" Sarah asked teasingly, "The minute you turned around you went all ga-ga and you were practically drooling over Skittery just now."

"No I-I was no—" I stopped and turned to Kat. "Was I?"

She only nodded, smirking.

"Oh," I said quietly, once again embarrassed. "Well... I'm gunna...go...sit over there." I gestured to the boy's table as I gathered up my hat and the last of Sarah's roll.

They only nodded, giving me one of their "all knowing" looks. I stood up quickly, knocking over one of the saltshakers. Placing it back in its place I turned abruptly and ran into some one standing there. I looked up and blushed.

"Just makin' sure ya didn't get lost," Skittery said, looking slightly at the floor.

"Thanks," I mumbled. He took my hand and led me over to the table. I looked over my shoulder at Sarah and Kat and stuck my tongue out and made a face.

"That was beautiful," one of the boys laughed, "eh, what's your name?"

"Laura," I said, stretching out the hand that Skittery wasn't holding for a spit shake. "But you can call me Spot."

"Ah," he said, shaking my hand. "So you're the one they've been telling me about."

I cocked an eyebrow and looked at Jack and Skittery who were both blushing slightly, Skittery more than Jack. "It's nice to know I've been talked about."

"I'm Patrick," he chuckled at my ability to get the guys to blush, "but you can call me Froggi."

"I'm not gonna ask," I said letting go of Skittery's hand and sitting in the chair he had pulled out for me.

"Smart move," Skittery said, leaning down next to my ear before sitting in-between Jack and me. I looked for Sarah's roll and looked over to find Skittery happily eating it. I smacked him in the arm but he only grinned at me.

The other guys got to talking about some little shop down in Chinatown and I sat there adding my two bits worth as I saw fit. Eventually newsies started going back to their selling spots to finish the day's work, leaving me, Jack, Skittery, Froggi, Mush, and a couple others sitting around the same table talking. Froggi looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Yikes," he said, picking up his coat. "I'd betta be goin'. Spot'll have my head if I get back late, he'll think I've been drinkin'." He stood and spit shook with Jack, Skittery, and me. Then he started putting on his patched up jacket.

"It was nice meetin' ya Laura," Froggi said. "When're youse gunna come ta Brooklyn ta meet Spottie ol' boy?"

"I dunno," I said, looking over at Jack who in turn rolled his eyes. "That's all up to Jackie ol' boy."

"In a week or two," Jack said in a half whine, looking at Froggi. Then, seeing the look on my face, added, "Or maybe a few days. It all dapends on how long I can stand dis." He pointed at me. I smacked him on the side of the head and he faked a whimper and put those puppy-dog eyes to good use.

"Well," Froggi laughed, "Whenever ya do, make sure youse come and find me. I know a few people you'd get along wit real nice."

"I sure will come and find you," I said. Froggi smiled and headed towards the door.

"Bye!" we all called in turn.

"Don't miss me too much!" Froggi winked and then closed the door behind him.

Review please! Reading through all this, I realize it's probably extremely confusing to anyone but us. I apologize for that. If there's any big confusion just ask, and I'll fix it. We're probably gonna re-write a lot of this, since our skills have gone up a bit since we started this, can you believe it, two years ago. So yeah... we'll love you forever if you drop us a review. Constructive criticism is always welcome and flames don't matter because we just laugh at them. Thanks!

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