Thanks to all who reviewed!!! Alright, this next chapter will have the rest of the people that submitted to the casting call, and even more rock-ified newsies, so just keep on reading. But I think that we're all smart enough to figure it out. So yeah, new chapter and I love you all!!!!!!

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Here we go....

"Hey, you three!!" yelled a voice from behind one of the parked vans.

Saiorse, Kaya, and Kat spun around to see a tall-ish girl with black-streaked blond hair hailing them. Walking over to her, they noticed she wore thick-rimmed glasses and had an eyebrow piercing and small gauges in her ears. She smiled at them as they approached, saying, "Do you girls mind helping me carry up some of the equipment for my band? The guys all ditched me to carry the amps and drums, it seems."

Kat immediately knew she liked the calm attitude of this girl. She also remembered her from a show she'd recently been at. "Stupid boys. Of course we'll help. Aren't you the bassist for The Underfed?"

"Yeah. Have you seen us play before?"

"I was at the house party show two weeks ago. You're awesome, by the way." Said Kat, reaching out her arms for one of the amps, so she could carry it upstairs to where the bands would play. As she walked up the cement stairs, she scanned the area below for the cute guy she'd seen unloading the drum set. Without seeing a trace of him, she turned around again and almost ran into a guy that had been leaning on the railing and smoking a cigarette.

"Oh, sorry about that!" Kat exclaimed, while taking a quick step back and almost slipping down the stairs. The guy she'd almost run into had curly black hair, brown skin, and seemed about four inches taller than her. He wasn't very cute at all, but he didn't seem to care much about her nearly ramming an amp into him.

"It's chill." He said, shrugging his shoulders and putting out the cigarette. "Do you need me to help you with that?"

Kat nodded, her arms were getting achy from lifting the heavy object. She carefully transferred the amp to his arms, and walked alongside him to show him where to put it.

"I would shake your hand, but I'd probably drop this amp. But anyway, I'm Itey." He said, as they reached the inside of the upstairs area. There were walls around three sides, but most of it was uncovered. There was a small space at the very front with a thin roof over it and a raised stage area about a foot off of the rotting wooden-planked ground: the stage where the bands would play. Off to the side were two rooms, a small one where they had been keeping all of their different equipment, and a slightly larger one with plastic chairs, tables, and a water cooler. Kat paused for a minute after entering the small room, wondering which corner was for The Underfed, when the girl with the gauges appeared behind her and Itey, and walked past them. She set down the bass drum she'd been carrying in the far corner, and Itey did the same with the amp. They walked out to the main, outside part of the area.

"How's it going, Itey? You made a new friend?" The girl joked, and then extended a hand to Kat, saying, "I'm Fluxy. What's your name?"

"I'm Kat." Said Kat, shaking Fluxy's hand and then Itey's

"Sick name." Said Itey, shaking her hand. "Is that it then, Flux?"

Fluxy nodded, "The other girls are bringing up the last of it. Did you get your band's stuff up here, yet?"

Itey shrugged again, "Spot's supposed to be bringing in the drums. I don't know where he is right now, though. Where are the rest of your guys?"

"Swifty's on his way, Snitch disappeared, and Skittery realized there was an ice cream shop around the corner." Said Fluxy, looking as exasperated as if she'd been taking care of triplets instead of her three band mates.

"Hey, the ice cream's good!" Said a voice from behind them. Kat turned to behold a tall, somewhat muscularly built guy, holding an ice cream cone and looking a little bit sheepish.

Fluxy looked at Kat, "That's Skittery. He's the guitarist and he has a worse sweet tooth than I do." Skittery gave a little wave to Kat, who smiled back.

"It was nice meeting you guys. And thanks for the help, Itey. I have to go find my friends now." Kat walked away, and soon spotted the tall Saiorse, who was sizing up the people as they came up the stairs.

"Hey!" Yelled Kat to get her friend's attention. She ran toward Saiorse happily.

"You weren't lying about the guys, were you? There aren't very many girls here, are there? You see that guy over there? I lay claim to that one." She said, nodding toward a guy wearing glasses sitting quietly in a corner, tuning his guitar.

"He looks kinda shy."

"I know. Those are my favorite kind!" Saiorse laughed, as Kat had to agree because Saiorse loved to go for her exact opposite.

"Where's Kaya?" Kat asked.

"Over there. With Jack." Saiorse responded, indicating to where Kaya was chatting with Jack. All the girls had a different, distinct way of flirting: Kaya played the friend angle, Saiorse confidently hit on a guy, and Kat would just stand somewhere and wait for them to come to her.

"Tell your friend to be careful." Said a voice from behind the girls, making them jump slightly. It was a girl they had both seen before, she went to their school, but was not in their grade. Her name was Megan Prescott, most known as Granny, and she was the long-time girlfriend of Bumlets, the bassist for The Newsboys. She was well known and loved within the tight knit group of high school garage bands around the city, because she was easily one of the sweetest girls that went to their school, Hearst High. She was around 5'8, curvedly built, with honey-brown eyes, and had blue-tipped long wavy dark brown hair.

Saiorse was the first to speak, "What do you mean?"

"You two are Saiorse and Kat, right? You go to Hearst."

"Yeah, we do. You're Granny." Said Kat, still wondering the meaning to the cryptic phrase from before. Granny looked over to where Kaya was talking with Jack.

"Tell your friend to be careful about Jack. He always seems like a nice guy, but he's an asshole when it comes to women."

Kat was still confused. "I thought you were his friend."

Granny laughed, but said, "I am. But I've known him long enough to see that he's a womanizer."

Saiorse looked over at Kaya. Even though she was talking to Jack in a friend sort of way, Kat and her both knew that the trusting Kaya had a huge crush on him.

"He always starts out as friends, and then he acts like he has feelings for the girls so they're blinded into doing things with them. Then he's over it the next day." Granny explained. Saiorse looked almost shocked that a complete stranger was telling them such personal things, but by the sincerity of Granny, both her and Kat didn't doubt what she said.

"We'll tell her as soon as we get her alone." Said Kat, "thanks for telling us about it."

"It's no problem at all. I'm just glad you two believed me. A lot of the other girls just think I'm trying to be bitchy." Said Granny, in her adorably genuine manner.

"Why do you bother telling the girls about Jack?" asked Saiorse.

"Hmm... I guess it's the least I could do to save nice girls from heartbreak if I can help it." Granny smiled at the two of them. "Oh, there's Bumlets. I'm going to go see him, but make sure you tell her."

"We will." Chorused the two girls. When Granny was away, Saiorse and Kat looked at each other, but there was a silent agreement between the two not to talk about it. After all, it wouldn't be good to talk about Kaya without her being there.

"Hey, come with me to the bathroom." Said Kat, feeling self-conscious just standing there without being in conversation with anyone. Saiorse nodded, and the two walked into the heavily graffiti-ed girls' bathroom, where two other girls already stood washing their hands at the narrow sinks.

"Hi." Said Kat, as she and Saiorse waited against the tile wall for the two girls to get done. One of them was even taller than Saiorse, and had curly blond hair, and the other was shorter, with light blond hair streaked with green to match her eyes. They both smiled through the mirror reflections at Kat and Saiorse.

"What schools do you two go to?" Asked the shorter one in a friendly voice.

"We both go to Hearst. What about you?" Said Kat, glad that these weren't the mean type of girls that she'd run into a lot.

"Oh, Hollywood-"she indicated to the tall girl, who nodded, "-and I go to Denton High. I'm Elizabeth Harker, by the way." She said, drying her hands and smoothing her hair.

"I'm Kat, and this is Saiorse Callan."

"Well, it was nice to meet you two; I'll see you around here." And the two walked out of the bathroom, leaving Kat and Saiorse to check their hair and makeup in the mirror.

"So your claim is on Mr. Quiet-Four-Eyes?" Asked Kat, as she cleaned up some of the smoky makeup that had fallen out of place around her eyes.

"Yup. A coffee from downstairs says I get asked for a number." Said Saiorse, attempting to entice Kat with a bet. Kat laughed, but answered,

"I'm not that dumb. I know your skills too well. Don't know if I'll have such luck."

"Aw, come on! You could stand there and they come to you. You're just really picky." Kat always loved the way Saiorse pointed out things in a blunt manner. It was true to an extent, she always did get approached.... by the weird ones.

"YEAH, by the creepy ones!!!" Laughed Kat loudly, as she applied yet another layer of black eyeliner. She was loving her dark-eyes-messy-hair look.

"Like that really scary one at the house party? That was funny! But seriously though, if you just went up and hit on the one you have your eye on, you wouldn't have a problem at all." Saiorse adjusted her ripped shirt and pulled her pants a little lower onto her hip. "Hey, is your mom working the night shift at the hospital?"

"Yeah... she won't be home until like, ten in the morning. So you can sleep over." Said Kat.

"And-"

"And we can have guys over" said Kat, mischief glinting in her eyes.

"You got a claim, yet?"

"Uh, yeah. Sort of. This really hot guy I saw when we were coming in. I'll show you if I see him."

With a final check in the mirror, the two left the bathroom and walked down the wrecked hall to the main show area. She saw Cappi Bowen and Brandie Foster walking up the stairs into the stage area. Cappi had extremely short, somewhat spiky dark brown hair that gave her a sort of girl-with-attitude look. Her and Kat hung out often, but mostly just for the sake of maintaining ties. Kat never much liked the girl's personality. Cappi proved herself many times over as a treacherous, backstabbing person, whose remarks toward Kat were often blunt and cruel, and hit upon her sometimes weak self esteem. Boredom often caused Cappi to hurt people's feelings for fun, and the victims were people who, though never deserving the bad end of her treatment, could be easily swayed into thinking the worst. Cappi was a wonderful liar, and even though Kat knew how she was, her remarks often really got to her, causing her doubt in things she almost always held steadfast to.

Brandie Foster had light brown hair and green eyes. A close friend of Cappi's, Brandie was very much different. She was sweet, bubbly and enthusiastic and optimistic, though often naïve and always innocent. She was the type who thought the best of everyone, and refused to believe bad about anything.

Brandie spotted Kat first, and grabbed Cappi's arm to bring her over to say hello with her. Kat smiled happily at them when they got to her.

"I haven't seen you in ages!" Said Brandie, giving Kat a big hug.

"Hey Brandie, what's new?" Asked Kat, her mood lifted by her friend's bubbly nature.

"Same ol', same ol'." Said Brandie with a big grin. "Hi Saiorse." Saiorse nodded to the two. Saiorse didn't know Brandie very well, but she wasn't the biggest fan of Cappi.

"How are you, Cappi?" Asked Kat of the short haired girl.

"I'm fine. There aren't many cute guys here, are there?" Replied Cappi disdainfully, looking around her. Kat shrugged, even though she heartily disagreed.

"We're gonna downstairs and get some espresso. Did you want me to get you anything?" Asked Brandie. Kat shook her head. The two girls walked away the way they came, leaving Kat and Saiorse.

Reduced to scanning the 50 or so people in the crowd while waiting for the first band to set up, Kat leaned against the wall. Realizing that the guy from earlier was across the room from her, Kat poked Saiorse to get her attention.

"Over there." Said Kat "blue eyes, Dead Kennedys shirt. Good?"

Saiorse quickly found who Kat had just described. "Wow, hottie... you better talk to him sometime tonight. I won't let you in your house until you do."

"Alright, I will... I promise."

Coffe House Venue: A little later

The first band, Subversive Youth was starting up the show, and Kat ventured to the back of the darkened room to get away from the crowd that was smashing together in the front. Feeling slightly abandoned because Kaya and Saiorse decided to mosh, Kat stood on the back of a dirty sofa in the back to get a better view. To her delight, the lineup of this first band was Itey on bass, Saiorse's 'claim' on guitar and vocals, and the guy she'd been eying on drums. Of course, this impressed Kat to no end, considering that a few months ago she had started drumming and currently was nowhere nearly good enough to be playing a show.

The moshing, head-banging atmosphere of the place was infectious, and the band was absolutely awesome. Kat barely noticed her head starting to nod in time to their cover of The Adicts' Get Adicted. The guy on drums played better than most his age, and he put Kat's simple drumming to shame. Getting slightly unnerved about standing in the back of the room alone, Kat walked into the side room with the plastic chairs, where the bands had set up the merchandise tables. The guitarist from The Underfed, Skittery, was sitting looking bored while manning the tables for his band and Subversive Youth as well.

"Hey, mind if I sit with you?" Asked Kat, who felt as if she needed a little practice on approaching random guys. Skittery pulled out a plastic chair next to him behind the Subversive Youth table.

"I don't mind at all." He said as she sat down, "I was getting a little lonely."

"Aww, merch table duty no fun?"

"Nah. I'm just stuck with it for a little bit, though. We play next." Said Skittery.

"That's cool. So do you run off for ice cream often?" Skittery blushed a little at Kat's question, but laughed.

"Yup. I just couldn't help it."

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Something I gotta ask of Pizzadork, C.M. Higgins, Lady of Tir Na Nog, and Ershey:

All of who your characters represent got tangled up in some pretty sketchy things occasionally during the time this story will cover. Since I'm trying to remain true to events and not offend anyone, I feel I need to ask your permission before involving your characters in something you are completely against.

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