a/n-here's the next chap! thanks everyone for reviewing the story! i appreciate it so much! this one is kinda short... but i think its good... mostly because i love racetrack!
Chap 4.
"Well, dat's it," I said to myself, "It was fun while it lasted… great! And now I'm talking ta myself!"
Soon I heard someone coming up the stairs.
"Go away." I really didn't feel like talking to anyone.
"Sweets?"
I heard a voice that I didn't really recognize, but I knew it was a newsie. When I looked up, I saw Racetrack standing there.
He said, "Dear me! What have we here?" I smiled a little at what he knew would make me smile. Then I remembered why I was sitting here in the first place.
"How come you'se here? I thought dat nobody would want ta talk ta me." I said.
"I knows what ya talkin' about back there at Irving Hall."
"Oh, you'se stuck in da wrong year, too?" I said sarcastically, but then saw his hurt face and felt bad, he was just trying to help out. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just frustrated wit myself."
He slightly nodded and then said, "I knows what you'se talkin' about because I've lied before, many times in fact."
Even though that didn't surprise me, him being a newsie and all, I thought it was nice of him to say.
"What sorta things didja lie 'bout?" I asked.
"Well, me real name is Anthony Higgins, but not many people knows dat," he said, "and almost every morning I get me papes free from Weasel because I lie ta him."
"Anything else you lie about?"
"Ya, but I think you gets da picta."
I nodded my head and smiled up at him.
"Thanks for cheering me up, Race."
"Oh, and I think you should know dat everyone of dose newsies out there, including you'se 2006 friends, care 'bout you. 'specially 1 of 'em newsies out there in particular."
I'm sure that made me blush, and I think I knew what newsie he was talking about. I quickly went to change the subject, though.
"So how did ya think Medda did? I'se liked her singin'."
"She's beautiful, ain't she?" he said as everyone started to come in.
My '2006' friends, as Race called them, came up to me to talk.
Dolly said, "I'se glad you told 'em, betta late than neva," when I nodded, she continued on, "I don't think they minded much…"
We talked for awhile longer, and then Three said:
"Oh, we'se supposed ta tell you'se dat Mush wants ta talk on da roof."
"Alright, and thanks everyone." I said.
a/n- there it is! ahhh Mush! haha
i'll put in the next chap. either tomorrow (Tues.) or Wed.!
please read and review everyone!