A Little Note: Do I really have to say that Newsies isn't mine! Rub in my face and all. Anyhoo please Enjoy. By the way I love comments any at all, on anything, it makes me feel loved.
Chapter 3Heart's P.OV.
"Danny! LORDY ALMIGHTY!" I continued to sob, making a spectacle of myself, "I'se been lookin' for ya for so long! They'se thought I'se imagin you'se and Franky (Jack's nickname)! I'SE SO SAORRY!" Danny just hugs me tighter as though if he let go of me I'd disappear, he strokes my hair tenderly. The boys and my friends watched in shock at us. I start to calm down, looking around I search for Franky. But I can't see him anywhere, paling, "Where's Franky is he ok?" My hands are on his shoulders, glancing at my hands I see they're shaking.
Danny leans in close and whispers, "Yeah, but I'se don't goes by Danny anymaore I'se goes by Spot, (I burst out laughing), aftar tha stuffed dawg I'se gave ya, I'se knoaw. So your brudar goes by Jack Kelly or Cowboy these days." Nodding my head, I understood too well, I could not be called Lucy or Linette anymore because the coppers might come after me. "I'se bring ya ta sees him tomorrah, ok?"
Hugging him again, "That's great Da…I mean Spot, but I'll still call you Danny in private. Since I'm Jack's baby sister I'll go by… Lynn Kelly." Nodding his head in agreement, Spot and I get up. "Let my friends go." I walk over to my girls Diamond still unconscious; Clover sitting huddled against her, and Spade standing protectively in front of them.
"Who'se that guy?" Clover asks quickly, and Spade watches me for an answer.
"He's the boy I told you about. I haven't seen him since I was six. Don't worry he'll help us." I pat their heads lovingly and kneel to inspect Diamond; glad to see she'll be ok.
Spot's P.O.V.
Lucy, I can't believe its Lucy. She's changed she's become a girl, a damn pretty one. I'd have to make sure my friends leave her be.
"Who'se ta goil?" Rattail asks carefully, not sure what mood I'm in.
"Jacky Boy's baby sister, Lynn Kelly." I remark quietly, still focusing on Lucy. So different, so very different, but yet the same.
"Ha! No wondars, she beat moast of our lads shitless, when we's hort her goils." Watching her nervously, and muttered darkly, "Now theares two of tham."
Taking my eyes off of Lucy, I face Rattail. Grinning sly, "Actually, sha's moare vicious than Cowboy, whan I'se was six and hor faive. Sha beat sum goon that knocked ma over ta a pulp. Big goon two."
Rat's eyes widen, "Fuck!"
Heart's P.O.V.
"Diamond! Your sure your ok?" I ask again, refusing to let her stand.
"You'se shoald of seen hor! Heart beat tha crap out of tham, when thay knocked ya down!" Clover squealed excitedly.
"I'se bet." Diamond whispered in her naturally quiet voice. Her face became blank, as we heard footsteps behind us. I stood up next to Spade, tilting my head at Danny inquiringly. One of his goons eyed me wearily. I couldn't help it. I grinned wolfishly, he gulped and I heard Diamond's quiet laugher behind me.
"Rite, You'se goils need ta gat cleaned up an shit," Spot said in a controlling way, raising my eyebrow in disbelief and burst out laughing. "What!"
"You're being all hoity-toity! SOOOOOOOO FUNNY!" I answer through my laughs.
"Shut Up!" He snaps at me good naturally, I pause completely still. Before he could do anything I jab him in the stomach. To everyone's surprise but my own, he squeaks and clutches his stomach. Guess they didn't know Spot is ticklish, I think as he regains his composure. Glaring at his cronies who dare snicker at him, they instantly shut up.
"Ha! That is so sweet, you're still ticklish! Spot this is Diamond, Spade, Clover, and I go by Heart now. Girls this is Spot." I introduce them; they spit shake and such. I find that the boy who's afraid of me is Rattail.
I notice Spot's watching Spade carefully, just before she snaps, "WHAT!"
"You'se look like a buddy of mione." He reply, sticking his chin up in the air, "He's buddies wit Jack, maybes you'se two are related or sumthin." Glancing at Diamond much to my protests was standing up taking in the situation and probably decided if need be the best route of escape. Shaking his head, he wraps his arm around my shoulders protectively, "Follows me goils."
Spade watched Spot carefully you could tell she was considering interrogating him for answers, forcefully. Glancing at her I shake my head warning her not to bite the helping hand.
"So Spotty were are you taking us?" I ask casually, as we pass a group of his buddies. His arm tightens and I swear I heard him growl. Glancing around I saw the same look on all of their faces as they gazed back at me 'Off Limits'.
"I'se a Newsie, ya know Carrying ta Banner an' all." He answers snobbishly, which might be annoying to others, I was use to it. "I'se ta Brooklyn Newsie Leader, your brudar is ta Manhattan one. So we'se goin' ta Brooklyn Lodging House, Mrs. O'Brien has clean clothes far stray goils."
"Mhm, I see," I answer not wanting to kill his lovable ego, "Then why did you send your lads after us."
"That's easy, you'se were selling without me permission on me turf, and Pick Pocketin' without paying me a part of it," Spot answers me as though it was obvious, we leave the pier and head right.
"Sorry to break it to you love, but Brooklyn doesn't belong to you," I state out annoyed with his pompous outlook, I just wanted to bash his head against a brick wall.
"Mhm, sure hon," He answered distractedly, my girls exchanged worried glances knowing I hated be ignored. Without him noticing I snapped up my hand and pitched and twisted the soft under skin of his arm. Spot jumped and yelped, "WHAT TA FUCK WAS TA FOAR!"
Grinning wolfishly, I reply calmly, "I do not enjoy being ignored, now you know." Spot shook his head angrily. As he looked down to meet my eyes, I pouted sweetly. No one can resist my pout, not even 'The Spot Conlon'. He smiled pulling me closely. Around five minutes we reached the Newsboy Brooklyn Lodging House. Spot strolled in as though he owned the place; I couldn't help but rolled my eyes. Arm still around my shoulder Spot led me to the front desk, with my girls trailing behind me.
"Sign in," A plum middle-aged woman ordered kindly. Going up to the book I write gracefully Lynn Kelly, Mary Spade, Eve Dia, and Bonnie Clove. Taking one look at the fake names Diamond rose her eyebrow delicately and sent me a look that screamed 'Wow! Creative!' Smirking I shrug at her, as Clover looks around the room taking in the sights, as in the sweat soaked Newsies. I feel Spade shrink nervously into my side.
"Dis goils are me close friends, I'se need them cleaned up, fed, an' clothed like goils. Ok Mrs. O'Brien?" Spot mightily commands her, then regretfully realizes he grip on my shoulders. "I'se see ya later for dinner, ok Luc… I mean Heart?" Nodding my head at him, Mrs. O'Brien leads the girls and me into another room with a large bathtub.
"You aren't prostitutes are you?" She asks bluntly, Diamond gags and her dark face pales.
"NO! OF COURSE NOT!" Clover squeals out, as Spade wrinkles her nose distastefully
"Good, I didn't think so, I just wanted to check." Mrs. O'Brien replies relaxing greatly, she fills up the tub with steaming water. I have a flash back of my Nanny Medda giving me a bath when I was about seven, it was filled with laughter and soap bubbles. "Lynn you first, come on undress before the water cools." The elderly woman orders, clean towels, soap bottles, brush, and a scrub brush in hand, "Or do I need to undress you?"
"Yes madam, I'm going!" Ripping off my clothes and shoes not caring that they were watching. Gratefully I sink into the steaming tub, before I can react, Mrs. O'Brien dunks me under and starts to brush my knotty hair. She then works in the shampoo and conditioner mutable times until my wet hair until it gleams. She hands me a soap bar to clean myself, which I instantly comply, knowing what would happen if I didn't. Mrs. O'Brien pours a warm bucket of water on me to be sure I'm completely clean and then hands me a towel. I quickly dry off, once she sees my body is completely dry. She yanks out a stool and points to it, so I sit down instantly. Mrs. O'Brien much to my surprise she genitally brushes and towels my hair dry. She then braids two front bits back to join in a single braid in the back tying it with a pink ribbon. Reaching into my dirty clothes I pull out my red bandana and tie it around my neck.
Still holding the towel tightly around me, Mrs. O'Brien motions me toward her, "I've clothes that will fit you," with that she digs throw and pulls out brand new underclothes, pulling them on they fit perfectly. Nodding her head approvingly, she pulls out loads of skirts deciding on a dark rose one, she throws it at me. Like the underclothes the skirt fits perfectly, how does she do it? Seeing it fits she digs back into the piles finally digs out a soft pink gray blouse, taking it from her, I slip it on and button it up.
"Right, am I done now?" I ask near begging, without answering she bolts forward. Tucking my light blouse into my skirt, she then wraps an oversized ribbon much darker then my skirt around my waist. To top it off she shoves dark gray stockings in my face, so I have to take the bottom part of my underclothes to get them on and the put it back on. Then lace up my black faded boots. I walk over to the mirror surprised to see how different I look, like a girl. Boobs, butt, hips, and all. Clover goes next ends up with her poor hair in French pigtails, clad in different shades of green pale green, except she got a vest. Diamond was in dark blue, and got a ribbon too. Her hair was pulled elegantly into a bun, bits and pieces already falling down, adding to the look. Spade was the last and didn't go without a fight. She had a single braid down her back and a dark brown cap on top. Spade wore dark brown and pale yellow, she was lucky and got a vest.
"Now let's go out, my girls should have dinner done by now, go join the boys in the common room." Mrs. O'Brein orders, shooing us out, "Go straight down that hallway first door on the left." Without seeing if we heard she hurries off.
"We'll be ok, trust me. Look Spot is going to help us, Spade that kid he was talking about may be your brother. So is this ok with you guys?" I ask near begging.
Diamond grips my shoulders shaking me slightly, "Heart! Get dis through your thick head, we'se wants to see ya happy! We'se wants ya to find your brudar! Now come on I'se hungry!" Letting go of my shoulders she leads the way down the hall. Pausing nervously at the door, well as nervous as someone like Diamond can be. She sends me a look that says 'Well he's your friend, you go first.'
Taking in a deep breath I throw open the door and stroll in like I've every right to be there. Looking for Spot, I spot (get it! Haha 'spot'! Sorry) him playing cards with some of his lads at a big table in the corner. There is at least seven seats free, leading my friends fearlessly through the rowdy boys, barely noticing how they were staring at me. I plop down in an empty seat next to Spot, Spade sits next to me, Clover next to her, and Diamond next to her. Causally as possible I drape my arm over Spot's shoulders, glancing to see who did that he see who did it.
Noticing that it's just me he turns back to the card game, but then he does a double take and just stares at me. Spot whispers in my ear, "Since when did you'se become a goil!"
"I don't know it just happened!" I whisper back.
The same boy from earlier, Rattail looks at me not recognizing me from earlier. "Who'se dis doll face?" Coos sweetly.
"The same one who beat your sorry ass shitless earlier!" I retort wolfish grin in place. Spot, the girls, and me start laughing when Rattail mutters 'fuck'.
"Where's ta grub?" Clover whines out.
"SUPPER TIME!" Mrs. O'Brien yells marching in with a train of scully maids behind her. The diner consisted of goulash stew, thick raisin bread, and water. Very filling.
Supper over, the boys are running all around going crazy. Yawning I glance at my girls, I see Clover practically a sleep, Spade blinking fiercely to keep her eyes open, and Diamond being to slump in her chair.
Locating Spot, I stroll over to him and whisper in his ear, "Spot, my girls and I are tired, where do we sleep?"
Taking my hand, he answers, "Follow me." Motioning to my girls at the other side of the room I motion to my girls. Diamond stands up tiredly, then turns and shakes Clover awake. Spade follows a long half dead. Spot leads us into a storage room, with thin mattresses, pillows, and blankets piled in a corner.
Seeing that my girls are getting situated, he stalks out of the room. I rush out after him, "What Danny!" He turns around quickly, his eyes meeting mine. Beautiful flashing gray eyes on that handsome face, which is on that muscular body. Wait! What the hell am I thinking! This is Danny!
I feel myself blush as he walks toward me, "Yeah?"
Trying to be casual I lean against the wall, "I'se, I mean, I wanted to say thank you for everything. It's so great just to see you again."
Nodding his head, he brushes a piece of hair out of my face tenderly. Spots face is inches from mine, I feel myself blushing a deep red. He leans in and kisses me quickly, a fire shoots through me. My fingers fly to my mouth is utter surprise. We stare at each other in shock.
"I… I'se gotta go, see ya tomrrah Heart." Spot manages to stutter out, before he races down the hallway. I walk back into the room dreamily, my fingers still resting on my lips. Undressing and slipping into a nightdress that Mrs. O'Brien gave me. I blow how the candle and lay down next to Diamond and try to fall a sleep.
Out of no where I hear Spade whisper, "So's how'se does he kiss?"
Spot's P.O.V.
Lying in bed on my back, and trying to fall a sleep. I can't get Lucy out of my mine. Everything about her is so beautiful to me, but she's one of my best friends. This is so confusing.