Second Encounter....
A little while later, the newsies headed out to their selling spots. Jack whistled as he walked down the street. Seeing KidBlink up ahead he hurried to join him.
He dodged in and out through the crowd brushing past the snobs. However, he didn't see one particular snob until it was too late.
"Uf...," she cried as she dropped the books she was carrying.
It was her! The same girl from before with her dark blonde hair and green eyes. The same look of disgust in those beautiful emerald green eyes.
"Are you not going to say 'excuse me'?," she huffed in her slightly accented voice.
"Uh...excuse you, miss," Jack replied, playing dumb. He paused briefly before saying, "Why am I excusing you?"
She rolled her eyes. "You street rats do not understand your place. Look what you did to my books!"
Jack kneeled down and helped pick them up. Infuriated, the girl snatched them from his hands. Jack managed to hold on to one book, though.
"Pride and Prejudice," he read aloud. "Ain't dat a romance book?"
"Romance novel," she corrected. "Yes, it is. I have heard that it is very good. At least my sister seemed to enjoy it."
"Yer sister?"
"Yes. She always said that Darcy was too proud to admit that he could not live without Elizabeth and Elizabeth was too prejudice to see who Darcy truly was." Remembering who she was speaking to she quieted and held her hand out for the book.
"Goils dat read dis expect too much out of a guy. Dey want da guy ta be some kind of knight in shining armor who rides in on some white horse and sweeps her off her feet. Dey want some kinda happy ending. Life ain't some damn fairytale."
"That is not necessarily true. Some girls just like to dream that one day they will meet a guy who is everything they have dreamed of. They want to hope that this guy will feel the same about them. And yes, it is nice to think everything will have a happy ending. Now please return my book. I would like to go home."
"Don't ya remember me?," asked Jack, ignoring her request.
"Should I remember you?" She watched in horror as Jack began to skim through the book.
"We met before. Same way, too. I offended ya wid my offensive language and behavior."
"You must be mistaken. I have no recollection of such a horrible incident." She looked away, obviously lying.
"Yer a horrible liar, ya know. Da name's Kelly. Jack Kelly." He introduced himself as he handed back her book.
"I must be going." Jack purposefully stood in her way, forcing her to look up at him.
"Not until I get yer name."
"Miss Miller."
"Have a nice day, Ms. Miss Miller," Jack teased as he let her pass.
'Miss Miller' squared her shoulders and left the chuckling Jack behind. He turned and almost tripped over a copy of Jane Eyre. He turned to call for her but she was nowhere in sight.
"Heya Jack. Whatcha readin'?," asked Blink. As he read the title, he made a face. "Uh...Jack...ain't dat....um...a..."
"It ain't mine Kid," Jack said with a sigh as he looked down the street. "I ran inta some hoity-toity type who must've dropped it."
"Oh," said Blink, relief evident on his face. "Scared me dere fer a minute Cowboy."
"I'se shocked ya even thought I, of all people, was reading a romance novel."
"Sorry 'bout dat Cowboy," Blink said with a laugh.
"Don't worry 'bout it." The two quickly changed the subject and continued to sell their papes. The book in Jack's pocket was a constant reminder of emerald green eyes.
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Hey everyone....Second chappie of the day!!! Woo! I also need to go do my updating for "Intenta Suicidio" soon.....give me a couple days to finish both chapters I am preparing for you and some time to get it all typed up and uploaded. I know I said I was taking a break to concentrate on "Intenta Suicidio" but that was only partially true. I wanted to wait to upload this story until my lovely sister's 19th birthday! Happy Birthday Sis!!! Hope you like your gift! Everyone please review!!!!
~Molly
A little while later, the newsies headed out to their selling spots. Jack whistled as he walked down the street. Seeing KidBlink up ahead he hurried to join him.
He dodged in and out through the crowd brushing past the snobs. However, he didn't see one particular snob until it was too late.
"Uf...," she cried as she dropped the books she was carrying.
It was her! The same girl from before with her dark blonde hair and green eyes. The same look of disgust in those beautiful emerald green eyes.
"Are you not going to say 'excuse me'?," she huffed in her slightly accented voice.
"Uh...excuse you, miss," Jack replied, playing dumb. He paused briefly before saying, "Why am I excusing you?"
She rolled her eyes. "You street rats do not understand your place. Look what you did to my books!"
Jack kneeled down and helped pick them up. Infuriated, the girl snatched them from his hands. Jack managed to hold on to one book, though.
"Pride and Prejudice," he read aloud. "Ain't dat a romance book?"
"Romance novel," she corrected. "Yes, it is. I have heard that it is very good. At least my sister seemed to enjoy it."
"Yer sister?"
"Yes. She always said that Darcy was too proud to admit that he could not live without Elizabeth and Elizabeth was too prejudice to see who Darcy truly was." Remembering who she was speaking to she quieted and held her hand out for the book.
"Goils dat read dis expect too much out of a guy. Dey want da guy ta be some kind of knight in shining armor who rides in on some white horse and sweeps her off her feet. Dey want some kinda happy ending. Life ain't some damn fairytale."
"That is not necessarily true. Some girls just like to dream that one day they will meet a guy who is everything they have dreamed of. They want to hope that this guy will feel the same about them. And yes, it is nice to think everything will have a happy ending. Now please return my book. I would like to go home."
"Don't ya remember me?," asked Jack, ignoring her request.
"Should I remember you?" She watched in horror as Jack began to skim through the book.
"We met before. Same way, too. I offended ya wid my offensive language and behavior."
"You must be mistaken. I have no recollection of such a horrible incident." She looked away, obviously lying.
"Yer a horrible liar, ya know. Da name's Kelly. Jack Kelly." He introduced himself as he handed back her book.
"I must be going." Jack purposefully stood in her way, forcing her to look up at him.
"Not until I get yer name."
"Miss Miller."
"Have a nice day, Ms. Miss Miller," Jack teased as he let her pass.
'Miss Miller' squared her shoulders and left the chuckling Jack behind. He turned and almost tripped over a copy of Jane Eyre. He turned to call for her but she was nowhere in sight.
"Heya Jack. Whatcha readin'?," asked Blink. As he read the title, he made a face. "Uh...Jack...ain't dat....um...a..."
"It ain't mine Kid," Jack said with a sigh as he looked down the street. "I ran inta some hoity-toity type who must've dropped it."
"Oh," said Blink, relief evident on his face. "Scared me dere fer a minute Cowboy."
"I'se shocked ya even thought I, of all people, was reading a romance novel."
"Sorry 'bout dat Cowboy," Blink said with a laugh.
"Don't worry 'bout it." The two quickly changed the subject and continued to sell their papes. The book in Jack's pocket was a constant reminder of emerald green eyes.
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Hey everyone....Second chappie of the day!!! Woo! I also need to go do my updating for "Intenta Suicidio" soon.....give me a couple days to finish both chapters I am preparing for you and some time to get it all typed up and uploaded. I know I said I was taking a break to concentrate on "Intenta Suicidio" but that was only partially true. I wanted to wait to upload this story until my lovely sister's 19th birthday! Happy Birthday Sis!!! Hope you like your gift! Everyone please review!!!!
~Molly