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Chapter Two:
One month had passed. One month since the strike. One month since Firefly and Jack had broken up. The two newsies decided to stay friends. Jack, though he wouldn't admit it, felt like an idiot and he was heart broken. Firefly, was hurt and both were frustrated. "It was just one kiss, one meaningless kiss." Jack reasoned. Yet, "Who knew a kiss could mean so much" was the thought that constantly ran through Firefly's mind. Through the course of that month, Firefly turned to her friends for comfort and support
Racetrack was both her selling partner, and her best friend. It was he who watched as she built walls around herself, around her heart. Through out that month they had spent a lot of time together, just talking and having fun. He'd do anything to keep her out of depression. His thoughts wandered back to a day of selling, in Central Park.
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"Your doin' it again."
Firefly turned and looked her friend in the eye. "Doin what?"
"Thinkin about you an' Jack." He sat down on a nearby bench and patted the place beside him. She smiled sadly and sat down.
"You've become a mind reader now. Hmm?"
"No. You just get dis sad, depressed look in yer beautiful eyes, an' dey tell me what's wrong." She shook her head.
"Ya know, I should be ovah dis. It ain't like it's nevah happened before. An' it was almost a month go."
"Fire, you were together a year. He broke you'se trust. When some one does dat it should always hurt for a bit. Not dat I'm whishin' pain on ya 'er nuthin." He amended.
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Returning to the present, Race walked through the lodging house door and up the stairs. He missed the way it used to be. He missed the almost care-free days of childhood. Race ran his fingers through his short dark-brown hair.
Life was so much easier before the hormones kicked in, and before boys were attracted to girls. He smiled to him-self, " O'course, life ain't as fun with out da hormones an' attractions." The smile faded as he opened the bunkroom door. *"Course when one of da two is your best frien' an dey's hurt because of a damn attraction. Den it ain't fun."* Race leaned against the door frame. He felt a flutter in his stomach as he watched Firefly stare out the window at the dirty streets of New York. He watched as she wiped at her face, and hugged herself. *"Jack yer such an idiot. Hurtin' her like dat. She don't need any more pain. She already doubted love before you hurt her."*
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You don't have to close your eyes.
There is room for love again.
Ease the pain to realize.
All that love can be.
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Pushing him-self away from the door frame, Race quietly entered the bunkroom. "Hey Fire?" Walking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. He's done that so many times, hugging was one thing he knew that could give comfort. They both sighed as Firefly leaned against his chest "Hey Race."
"What are you doin'?"
"Nothin' much. Dreamin' maybe." She smiled sadly, and patted one of his arms.
"You alright Fire?" Race hugged her to him as she replied.
"I don't know Race. I- He really hurt me." She paused, "I really hurt. Ya know? I just, really t'ought---" her voice trailed off as Race began kissing her neck, caressing her with his lips. "Mmh- Race," Firefly mumbled something, but the thought was lost as his lips sent shivers up and down her back. There was an unfamiliar fluttering in her stomach, and his lips were sending little electric sparks through her nerves. She leaned her head to the side giving him more access to her neck. Millions of thoughts where racing through her head.
*He's your best friend! Don't do this."* *"That feels so good."* *"What about Jack?"* Thinking of Jack she opened her eyes, and looked towards the door. Her eyes widened as she noticed Jack standing in the door-way, mouth gaping and all. She stiffened, and turned around. Race pulled back as soon as he felt her body tense, he followed her gaze and watched the retreating form of Jack Kelly. He cursed under his breath as Firefly pulled out of his arms. She looked him in the eyes, confusion written all over her face. "I've gotta go talk ta 'im Race."
He grabbed her hand, "Nah, Fire stay here." She squeezed his hand and then pulled out of his grasp. He watched her run out the door, after Jack.
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Take a step
And take my hand
And don't let it go
Never let go
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Chapter Two:
One month had passed. One month since the strike. One month since Firefly and Jack had broken up. The two newsies decided to stay friends. Jack, though he wouldn't admit it, felt like an idiot and he was heart broken. Firefly, was hurt and both were frustrated. "It was just one kiss, one meaningless kiss." Jack reasoned. Yet, "Who knew a kiss could mean so much" was the thought that constantly ran through Firefly's mind. Through the course of that month, Firefly turned to her friends for comfort and support
Racetrack was both her selling partner, and her best friend. It was he who watched as she built walls around herself, around her heart. Through out that month they had spent a lot of time together, just talking and having fun. He'd do anything to keep her out of depression. His thoughts wandered back to a day of selling, in Central Park.
~~~~~~~~~
"Your doin' it again."
Firefly turned and looked her friend in the eye. "Doin what?"
"Thinkin about you an' Jack." He sat down on a nearby bench and patted the place beside him. She smiled sadly and sat down.
"You've become a mind reader now. Hmm?"
"No. You just get dis sad, depressed look in yer beautiful eyes, an' dey tell me what's wrong." She shook her head.
"Ya know, I should be ovah dis. It ain't like it's nevah happened before. An' it was almost a month go."
"Fire, you were together a year. He broke you'se trust. When some one does dat it should always hurt for a bit. Not dat I'm whishin' pain on ya 'er nuthin." He amended.
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Returning to the present, Race walked through the lodging house door and up the stairs. He missed the way it used to be. He missed the almost care-free days of childhood. Race ran his fingers through his short dark-brown hair.
Life was so much easier before the hormones kicked in, and before boys were attracted to girls. He smiled to him-self, " O'course, life ain't as fun with out da hormones an' attractions." The smile faded as he opened the bunkroom door. *"Course when one of da two is your best frien' an dey's hurt because of a damn attraction. Den it ain't fun."* Race leaned against the door frame. He felt a flutter in his stomach as he watched Firefly stare out the window at the dirty streets of New York. He watched as she wiped at her face, and hugged herself. *"Jack yer such an idiot. Hurtin' her like dat. She don't need any more pain. She already doubted love before you hurt her."*
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You don't have to close your eyes.
There is room for love again.
Ease the pain to realize.
All that love can be.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pushing him-self away from the door frame, Race quietly entered the bunkroom. "Hey Fire?" Walking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. He's done that so many times, hugging was one thing he knew that could give comfort. They both sighed as Firefly leaned against his chest "Hey Race."
"What are you doin'?"
"Nothin' much. Dreamin' maybe." She smiled sadly, and patted one of his arms.
"You alright Fire?" Race hugged her to him as she replied.
"I don't know Race. I- He really hurt me." She paused, "I really hurt. Ya know? I just, really t'ought---" her voice trailed off as Race began kissing her neck, caressing her with his lips. "Mmh- Race," Firefly mumbled something, but the thought was lost as his lips sent shivers up and down her back. There was an unfamiliar fluttering in her stomach, and his lips were sending little electric sparks through her nerves. She leaned her head to the side giving him more access to her neck. Millions of thoughts where racing through her head.
*He's your best friend! Don't do this."* *"That feels so good."* *"What about Jack?"* Thinking of Jack she opened her eyes, and looked towards the door. Her eyes widened as she noticed Jack standing in the door-way, mouth gaping and all. She stiffened, and turned around. Race pulled back as soon as he felt her body tense, he followed her gaze and watched the retreating form of Jack Kelly. He cursed under his breath as Firefly pulled out of his arms. She looked him in the eyes, confusion written all over her face. "I've gotta go talk ta 'im Race."
He grabbed her hand, "Nah, Fire stay here." She squeezed his hand and then pulled out of his grasp. He watched her run out the door, after Jack.
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Take a step
And take my hand
And don't let it go
Never let go
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