I don't own Newsies. Sad but I don't. I do own Jess though. She's cool. Um well read and review. This chapter's longer than the others. That's a good thing right?
hahaha. Medda sings her old song. She doesn't get a new song. Just because I said so. hahaha.
"Hello everybody!" Medda shouted at the crowd and laughed as they cheered. "My lovey, dovey baby, I boo-hoo-hoo for you. I used to be your tootsie, wootsie, then you said toodly-doo."
I rolled my eyes as men continued to cheer as Medda continued to sing and dance.
"Toby!" I shouted seeing the plump man. He came over and squinted.
"Jess?" He asked. I nodded my head.
"But it's Rose now." I said and hugged the man. I stole some of his cigarettes and matches and smiled.
"It's been a long time. Where ya been?" He asked sitting down at the bar next to me.
"In Santa Fe." I replied smiling. Toby was like a brother to me. He raised his eyebrows.
"Like the place where Jack is always saying he wants to go? How did you get all the way over there?" He asked surprised.
"Well, I had all this extra money so I bought a train ticket and left." I said lighting my cigarette. He shook his head.
"That's a bad habit." He said pointing towards the smoke. I shrugged and blew smoke in his face.
"Hey!" He shouted and coughed a little. "That's it Missy, I'm leaving. Besides, I got work to do." He said and stood.
"Bye Toby." I smiled and watched as he walked off into the crowd. Medda had finished her song and three young girls came out from backstage. All the young boys shouted even louder. Especially all the boys in the front, probably Newsies. I shot up straight in my chair.
'Shit, shit, shit, shit. I forgot that Newsies always come here. What if Spot comes here? Ugh, no, wait, they might have grown out of coming here. Why would they? Shut up, they grew out of it." I tried to convince myself that that is what happened. I wouldn't see any of them there.
'How come they have to come here?! Grrrr.' I waited for the girls to finish their song and the crowd to die down. I stood and quickly made my way backstage.
"Men, are pigs." I said as I saw Medda. She laughed and looked out.
"Medda," I pulled her down to eye level, "Do Jack and all a them Newsies come here still?"
"Oh yes, almost every night." She said looking at me. "You're not going to back out because you're going to be seeing all your old friends." I narrowed my eyes.
"I don't think they would be too happy to see me and I don't think I really want to see them again." She looked at me a frowned.
"Of course they would be happy to see you. Why wouldn't they?" She asked looking back out. "See look there they are now." She pointed and there was Jack and Mush and Blink and Race and the list kept going. I sighed in frustration.
"They wouldn't be happy to see me cause I left them. I left without saying goodbye. And you said that I broke Spot's heart. I hurt him. Why would they be happy to see someone who hurt their friend?" I asked staring at her. She shook her head.
"I don't think they'd mind seeing you. I'll make sure they're here tomorrow. I know they would want to see you, or at least I think they do. I was happy when I saw you and I am friends with Spot." I glared at her.
"Plus, they might not even recognized you, like I said you have grown. I hardly recognized you myself!" Medda explained trying to calm me.
"You cannot make sure they are here tomorrow. You can't do that to me Medda." I pleaded with her.
"Fine, I won't ask them to be here tomorrow. Oh, I'm sorry dear, that's my cue." She left and walked on stage. I stood there and watched her.
"Hello, again, everybody. How are you doing?" Shouts came from the crowd. "Well, I just want to inform you that we have a new girl performing tomorrow! And I must say she's quite good!" More shouts from the crowd. Medda gave me a sideways glance. I gaped at her. I turned and stomped off.
The stairs seemed to come extra fast and I tripped, landing face first on the second floor.
"Oh, sweetie, are you ok?" A young girl asked me helping me up.
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Just didn't count my steps right." I said and brushed myself off.
"You must be the new girl." She said and smiled.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that." She gave me a confused look. "No, it's just that I worked here before. But that was a while ago." She nodded.
"Oh, well, come here, I want you to meet the other girls." She walked into the dressing room. Two other girls were sitting in there. "Oh, I'm Ashley, and you are?" She asked.
"I'm Rose." I said and looked at the two other girls fixing their hair and getting dressed.
"Well, this is Natalie and Christine." She pointed to the two other girls. They both waved and continued doing their makeup.
"When I worked here before I use to do a trio too. But I think I'm solo now." I said and looked at them.
"What song do you sing?" Christine asked, putting on boots.
"Um, it's an old song called Lullabye ." I answered. She nodded and got up.
"Well, I gotta go help serve some stuff to drunken men, fun." She said sarcastically and left.
"Are you sharing a dressing room with us?" Natalie asked as she walked towards the door.
"Um, I don't think so. They room that I have is exactly like this only with a bed." I replied and looked at her.
"Not fair!" She scowled and left. Christine turned to me.
"Well, I guess I better go help them. I'll talk to you later." She turned and left like the other two.
I walked across the hall and into my room. It had been a long time since I slept in this bed. Especially since I met Spot I didn't sleep here at all. I use to take long trips back and forth from Brooklyn. It was very tiring, but hey I loved the kid. I would do anything for him. I went over to my bed and lied down. I lied there and stared at the ceiling. Sleep would not come.
