I don't own Newsies. That makes me sad. Rose/Jess is mine. She's cooooool. I guess.
Review please please please please. Cause I'm cool. Yeah, that's it!
"Christine, come here!" I yelled at her. She came over quickly. I pulled her aside from everyone.
"Does Natalie got another guy besides Spot?" Christine looked around cautiously.
"I'm not supposed to say anything but she has this guy named Jordan. He works at some pub and she meet him there one time when she went with those Newsies." She said quietly. "Why?"
"I heard her and this guy talking outside and kissing and it wasn't Spot." I said and shrugged. Christine gave me a strange look but walked away.
"Medda, Natalie's cheating on Spot!" I rushed over to Medda. Medda gaped.
"She is not!" She said in disbelief. I nodded.
"With who?"
"Some kid named Jor-" I was cut off by Jack's loud voice.
"Medda!" Jack yelled and walked over. I cringed and headed for the stairs. "No, wait!" He yelled and turned me around on the stairs.
"Excuse me, do I know you?" I asked faking surprise.
"You don't know me?" He asked staring at me. I took a step up the stairs.
"No, I don't think I do. Have we meet before?" Jack took a step up the stairs.
"Well, I guess not. If you don't know me." He said and watched as I took another step up the stairs. "I'm Jack." He said moving up a step.
"Oh, well, that's nice. I'll be leaving now." I turned and tried to make a run up the stairs. Unfortunately, I do not always succeed when I try to run up the stairs. I always had trouble going up these stairs fast. I have to remember to never do that.
"Oomph!" I fell face first again on the stairs. Jack rushed up the stairs.
"Are you alright?" He asked looking at me. Laughter overtook me and I laid there laughing so hard. Jack smiled and chuckled lightly. "I take it you're fine." I nodded and continued to laugh. After a few minutes I stopped and sat up.
"Well, I'll really be leaving this time. See ya, Jack." I said and stood.
"Wait, Rose, that is your name right?" I nodded and looked at him. "Well, my friend Spot wants to meet ya."
"Well, tell him that I'll meet him tonight at the show." I turned and left.
'Too close.' I thought, flopping down on my bed. 'How am I supposed to meet him tonight?' I stared at my ceiling. 'Ugh, why did I say I would meet him?!'
