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Beta Readers: Fang, Idiosyncrasy, Biddy, and Twister

Okay, here is the first chapter to my Blink fic. I wasn't as bad as I thought I was thanks to my Beta Readers! I honestly think everyone won't like this but then again I can't please everyone! I started writing this on a whim because I know Blink wants a Saturday night with the mayor's daughter so I hope my inspiration keeps up for it. With my BRs, I know this will be my best fic ever!

Disclaimer: Any Newsie belongs to Disney, not me. Marguerite belongs to me because I created her for this purpose. Anything that seems like the movie, most likely belongs to Disney. I'm not making money off of this.

Chapter 1: Good Dreams, Bad Saturdays

They were enjoying a Saturday evening at Tibby's. He couldn't believe how well they were getting along. A newsie with the mayor's daughter? It was unheard of in his world, or any world for that matter.

Marguerite gave him an award-winning smile, and he returned one of his own. He slowly slid his hand over hers which made her blush and lean closer to him. Marguerite couldn't believe how sweet he was. Believing she was in heaven to meet someone so perfect, she couldn't resist it any longer and leaned over to kiss...

Blink shot up and wiped sweat from his brow. "It was just a dream," he said to no one in particular. Looking around the lodging house living quarters, he saw that everyone else was asleep. He leaned over the side of his top bunk and tried to wake Racetrack. "Race, hey Race," he quietly said. Race mumbled and rolled over. Blink hopped off his bunk and shook Race. "Race," he said again.

"What?" Race growled.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Blink asked with an urgent tone in his voice.

Race sat up rubbing his eyes and looked at Blink. "What?"

"I had another dream," Blink started.

"It was just a dream, Blink. Nothing else," Race assured and laid back down.

"This time she was about to kiss me," he continued, unable to hold back the excitement.

"Go back to sleep. We can talk later," Race mumbled. Disappointed, Blink climbed back on his bunk and laid down. He closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

"Blink?" Marguerite sounded concerned.

"What's the matter?" he said cradling her cheek with his hand.

"I'm sorry, but I can't see you anymore." A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Why not?" Blink said as he moved his hand up to wipe away her lone tear.

"My father doesn't allow it. I can't go against my own father. I'm sorry," she apologized as she turned and ran out the door.

Marguerite...don't...please, don't leave." Blink started after her but then stopped.

"Hey!" Race jabbed Blink in the side with his finger. "Get up you lazy bum!"

Blink shot up and looked around. Race, Mush, and Jake were all staring at him with identical smirks. "What?" Blink asked.

"Marguerite...don't...please, don't leave," Jake mocked.

"What are you talking about?" Blink tried not to snap.

"Dreaming about Marguerite again?" Mush laughed.

"Shut up." Blink swung his legs over the side of his bunk and hopped down.

"Come on, Blink. Take a joke," Mush added and continued to the wash area of the quarters. Blink grabbed his socks and boots and sat on Race's bed to put them on.

"You know it's impossible for you two to even think about being together," Race stated as he sat next to him. Blink didn't say a word. As soon as he finished tying his boot laces, he stood up and went straight to the bathroom. He didn't want to hear anymore of the other boys' mocks.

"Hey Blink!" Crutchy greeted him as he came out of the bathroom.

"Crutchy," Blink lamely replied.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Can it wait until later?" Blink was in a bad mood after the others were making fun of him.

"Yeah, I guess," Crutchy shrugged and walked into the bathroom.

Blink walked over to a sink to wash his face. He splashed his face with cool water and grabbed a towel. After patting his face dry and tossing the towel next to the sink, Blink went back to his bunk to finish dressing. He threw his shirt on and tucked it in to his pants. He then pulled on his cap and put his bandana on as he walked out the door. Blink knew there wasn't a way that the real mayor's daughter, Marguerite Van Wyck, would even look at him. He must be crazy to even dream about it.

"What's the matter with Blink?" Jack asked Race.

"Nothing, he was just dreaming about--"

"Marguerite," Mush interrupted in a singsong voice.

"Leave him alone boys," Jack said, and then added, "I'll talk to him."