"So Amuse, how much DO ya like Race?" I smirked. Amuse turned red a mumbled something incoherently.
"What?" I said.
"I said I don't!"
"Heya Amuse, if ya like him that much, I'll talk to him. I am his best fried, ya know." Mare came over and sat beside me.
"I don't know. What if he don't like me dat way, an' den he knows I like him, and—"
"Relax Amuse. I think he likes ya." Arrow said from her bunk.
"Ooo, do ya really like Racetrack? Cause den I can get Jack ta talk ta him too, if ya want." Kiki said sitting on the other side of me.
"Well—erm—"
"Common Amuse, we'se all happy wit our boyfriends, and those who, uh, don't have any don't care and don't want one of da guys here anyway. It's your turn!" I said.
"I guess, but—"
"Then it's settled! Mare will talk ta Race, an' if that don't woik, den Jack will talk ta him, cause Kiki will tell him to, right Kiki?" Arrow smiled.
Later
that day
At boy's lodging house. Mare sitting
next to Mush, watching Mush, Race, and Jack play cards.
"Heya Race, ya wanna go to the tracks today?" Mare asked him. He looked up from the cards in his hand.
"Nah, I went before. None of da horses are doin' well." Race looked back to his poker game.
"Then, will ya go for a walk with me?" Mare pestered.
"I can't right now Mare, I'm in da middle of a game." Race said irritably.
"He folds." Mare took him by the arm. "I'll see ya in a few minutes Mush." Mare gave Mush a peck on the lips and dragged Racetrack out of the Lodging House.
"What da hell was dat for? I almost had dat game won, an' we weren't playin' poker!" Racetrack said angrily.
"This is more important then some poker game. It's about a girl."
"Oh.. I—uh—" Racetrack's cheeks flushed a little.
"It's Amuse. She likes ya. A lot. But she's scared that you'll hate her or somethin' weird like that if you know about it and don't like her back." Mare explained.
Racetrack sighed, took off his hat, ran his fingers through his hair, wiped the sweat off of his forehead and placed his cap back on his head. Mare looked at him expectantly. He sighed again and lit up a cigar.
"Do ya think she'd go wit me ta do races?" He smiled.
"ohh thanks you! I'll go tell her!" Mare started to hug, him, but stopped short. "Do ya really like her, or are ya just doin' this to go back inside and win back some of your money?"
"A little bit of both." Race smirked, and Mare punched him in the shoulder. "AH! I was kiddin'. I'se just never thought dat Amuse would like me, outta everyone. I mean, she's real nice, an' she ain't bad lookin'! She's betta den Medda, an' she's got a good sense of humor. Everythin' I like in a goil. I really do like her, But why me?"
"I don't know, ask her yourself!" Mare hugged him again and started to run down the block.
"MARE! Where are ya goin'?" Race yelled.
" Back to the lodging house ta tell Amuse!"
"Mare, uh, MARE! The Goil's Lodgin' House is DAT way ya bum!" Racetrack pointed in the opposite direction that Mare was running.
"RIIIGHT! I'M GOIN', I'M GOIN'!" Mare turned around and took off again.
Racetrack laughed to himself and started up the stairs.
"MUSH, JACK, WE'SE STARTIN' A NEW GAME! I'SE GETTIN' ME MONEY BACK! I'M FEELIN' LUCKY!"
END OF PART 1!
Author's note: yep, that's right! I'm doing parts! Lol…. Check back for part 2 coming soon! Please R &R!