Disclaimer: I do not own newsies. Busy Body, Books, Chattah, and Martini belong to themselves. I own Bookie, Wheeler, and Saphire.

The large group entered the already filled hall. They found a table where Bookie, Martini, and Spot were waiting for them.

"What took you so long?" Spot complained. "We were beginning to think you weren't going to come!"

"Sorry," said Wheeler. "It's my fault. They asked me to come at the last minute, so they had to wait for me to get ready."

"Nice to see you again Wheeler," Martini said. "Sit down everyone. There's enough chairs for everyone."

As soon as everyone got seated, they decided to order their drinks. Everyone got a beer except for Bookie, Martini, and Books. They all got margarita's. Busy, being quite intrigued about what happened between Wheeler and Saphire, decided to ask.

"So Wheeler, what exactly did go on with you and Saphire this afternoon?" she asked.

"Well, it's a long story. You see, Saphire has been wanting to leave New York for a while now. So she asked if I wanted to go along with her. I said yes because I didn't have any other friends at the time. She made up this huge plan on how to get enough money to leave town. Her last resort was to steal the money from Kloppman's safe, which she did last night." Wheeler paused for a moment and then continued. "I felt really bad about what she had done, so I took some of it back. I was getting sick of the way she treated people, so I blew up at her today. I went back to the LH, and she went back there as well. We had another huge fight. Then she left with all her stuff and the stolen money from Kloppman."

"So that's what Kloppman was talking about this morning," exclaimed Jack. "I can't believe Saphire would do something like that. I knew she liked to steal things, but I never imagined she would steal from Kloppman."

By this time, their drinks had arrived. They all sat at the table not talking, and enjoying their drinks.

"Let's just put this all behind us, and we'll start out fresh." Spot said after a few moments.

"Good idea," Bookie replied, and with that, they chatted the night away.

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"Well, ladies and gentlemen," Medda said from the stage. "After the band's short break, it's gonna be the last song of the night."

The boys had left to talk to some boys from Harlem, so just the girls were left. Wheeler looked over at Mush and wished that she could dance the last song with him. The girls noticed Wheeler looking, and decided to act upon it.

"So Wheeler, is there a special someone you would like to dance with for the last dance?" Bookie inquired.

"Does this certain someone have brown hair and brown eyes?" added Chattah.

"Could he be standing by Skittery?" Books asked.

"Could he be the one laughing?" Martini questioned.

"Could his name be Mush?" Busy said.

"Yes to all of the above," replied Wheeler. "But he wont want to dance with me."

"You'll never know until you ask!" Chattah said.

"I guess you're right." Wheeler sighed. "Here goes nothing!"

Wheeler walked over to Mush, who was alone at the moment. She took all the courage she had inside of her, and decided to use it.

"Mush," she asked. "Will you dance the last dance with me?"

Mush looked at her for a moment. He knew what her reputation was like, but some of the boys said she'd changed completely. He was starting to like her. There was just something about her eyes.

"I'd love to." Mush replied.

He led her out to the dance floor where all the other couples had assembled, including Wheeler's new friends. As the band began to play, Wheeler thought to herself how lucky she was. She smiled at her friends, who all smiled back, and they all danced into their new lives.

La Fin