A/N:
Me: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. BLINK!!
Blink: WHAT? I was sleeping!
Me: I'm tired too! Just tell the lovely people why I haven't updated.
Blink: Fine. Band camp, ceader point, various other vacations, other stories in draft, school stuff, live Pottercast, the Remus Lupins, and grounding from the computer.
Me: Ahh!! I love the Remus Lupins!! They signed my shirt! Scream of joy!! (For normal people, its like having the Jonas Bothers sign your shirt.) Anyways. Sob! You have no idea how much I wanted to update for forever. So, here's the chapter. I was gonna type more, but I can't right now. Bed time because there is band camp tomorrow. Again. Ugh. Now read. And if you wanna make me feel better, review!!
(Read the last part of the last chappie for a recap.)
"Whoa. You told Race all of that and he still didn't figure it out" David said in disbelief. "I didn't really tell him all that much and he almost figured it out." I corrected, annoyed at David for giving my friend so little credit. Wait, maybe I was annoyed at Race for almost figuring out my secret. No, I was annoyed at myself because I acted so like, well, myself. I shook my head to clear it of that train of thought and asked, "Where are we going?" "To my house. Sarah wants to talk to you." David said, looking at me like I was crazy.
"Oh. I thought you just made that reason up, much like how you made up that its Les's birthday." I said. "I didn't make up that it was Les's birthday. I just improved the truth." David shot back. "I just improved the truth." I said mockingly. "Is that the only comeback you guys have?" David looked smug as he said, "Oh no. We have many comebacks. However, you have made me mad. When newsies get mad, physical punishment is sure to follow." He moved towards me, and I realized what he was going to do.
"No. You wouldn't." I said, my eyes wide in disbelief. "Oh yes. Yes I would." David replied, his eyes twinkling. Before I could move David picked me up, slung me over his shoulder and started walking. "David Jacobs, put me down right now." I demanded. He walked a couple more steps, then said, "Sure." He promptly threw me into the lake. I surfaced, spluttering and angry, yelling, "Wha' did ya do dat for? Now I'm all wet! I gotta change, but I don' have any dry clothes with me!"
"That was the point!" David sang as he helped me out of the lake. I was almost the bigger person and I almost didn't push David into the lake. Almost. As David reached down to help me up, I pulled him in. When he surfaced he glared at me, and then proceeded to dunk me. Let's just say a large splash/ dunk war ensued, and I won. "You win, you win!" David said, gasping for air. "Good." I replied.
David looked up at the sky and said, "We gotta go! We're gonna be late!" We were out of the lake and running. We ran until we got to David's apartment building. Then we stopped, opened the door to building and ran up six flights of stairs, dripping all the while. I opened the door to the Jacob's apartment and walked in. Over the past six months I had grown really close with the whole family.
"Hello! Any one home?" I called into the apartment. Sarah came running to the door way, a towel in hand. She handed me the towel and asked, "David, why are you all wet?" "I took an impromptu swim." He said, pointing at me. "I pushed him in after he threw me in." I said by way of explanation. Sarah laughed and then said, "Alright you two. David, get changed and dried off. Lucky, come with me." We walked into her bedroom. She shut the door behind me. I felt like I was being trapped in a prison cell.
I stood just in the doorway, my clothes steadily dripping onto the floor. Sarah opened up several drawers, saying, "What to wear, what to wear? Here, try this on." Sarah threw a dress at me. I held it up. It was pale blue in color, sleeveless and short. 'You've got to be kidding me' I thought as I pulled off my wet clothes and pulled on the dress.
"I'm sorry, but it's not new. I wore this dress a couple of years back, but you're a lot shorter and, well, smaller than me." Sarah said with her back to me as I changed. "Its fine. I haven't worn a dress in years. Can you help me tie this thing?" I asked, frustrated at the stupid dress. "Sure." Sarah said as she tied the bow on the dress. "Now for your hair. Hmm, maybe a french braid. Or maybe some curls. Or maybe-" "Sarah, stop. Are you done playing dress up yet?" I asked, ready to go home.
"You can't go home yet." Sarah said, reading my thoughts. "Why not?" I snapped, my small reserve of patience gone. "It's a surprise!" Sarah sang as she looked through her dresser for something. "I'm taking off this stupid dress then!" I fumed. "No, you can't do that!" Sarah said frantic voice. "You suck." I said as I sat down, fuming.
Sarah looked at me, then said, "The way David talks about you I thought you were perfect. But you're really an impatient, undersized, fiery tempered twit." "And don't you forget it." I said huffily. She chucked a brush at me. "Fix your hair." She said shortly. I caught the brush and attacked my head. I really hated that girl. How could she be related to David and Les? Those two are fantastic. She is kinda sorta evil. I mean, honestly, this is torture!
'Maybe I just need time to cool off. I used to like her a little bit. A VERY little bit, but a little bit none the less.' I thought. "I'm going to the kitchen." I said, and I left the room before Sarah could say anything. I was hanging out in the kitchen when Les walked in. "Hey Bitty." Les said, using his pet name for me. It wasn't unusual for me to be here, so he didn't really see me.
Les looked up from the book he was reading. "Whoa. Bitty you look fantastic!" Les said, shocked. "Don't sound so surprised!" I said laughing. That kid could always get me out of a funk. "Well, how was I supposed to know you decided to be a girl for the party tonight?" Les said in his defense. "True, true... wait, party?" I said. "Aww, shoot. I wasn't supposed to tell you." Les said. "Lester Jacobs, are your brother and sister taking me to a party in a dress?" I asked in the most menacing voice I could muster.
It must've been pretty scary because Les squeaked, "I can't tell you." "That's a shame. I really liked your face." I said calmly, my patience gone. I picked the small boy up, ready to tickle him. He looked terrified, probably because he thought I was going to hit him. "Yes, I am taking you to a party. Put Les down." David said, fixing his dress shirt.
I set Les down and gave him a hug. "Sorry Les. Your sister decided to play dress up and I got sick of it." I said apologetically. "Surprise, surprise. You, upset at someone. Never." Les said sarcastically, but he smiled so I knew I was forgiven. I turned on David. Normally I would look at him, tell him he looked good and ask who the girl was. Half-heartedly of course. I wanted to be that girl. He would blush and say that there was a party in Brooklyn or Midtown or Queens and I would go with him to play some poker. Today was a bad day though. "
Why are we all dressed up?" I asked angrily. "Today is the year anniversary of the strike. Remember? That's why you and Race had to be back early. The party at Medda's." David said calmly. "I wasn't gonna go, remember?" I said mockingly. "Cool it Lucky. You're steaming." He said suddenly. I knew I was mad. 'No duh!' I wanted to scream at David. "I'm gonna change. I need to go punch someone." I said, trying to push past David. "No." David said calmly, holding me back.
"Let. Me. Go." I said quietly. David grabbed both my wrists and held me in a vice like hug. He twisted my arms so it was like I was in a straight jacket. Smart boy. When I got quiet, that's when people should get really scared. I was like a fire. I was quiet and small, and I suddenly roar up, destroying everything in my path. I struggled in David's grip but he just held me.
If I was fire then he was water. He was the only person who could deal with my temper. I settled down after a couple of minutes. "You can let me go now. I'm all cooled down." I said. David let me go and someone knocked at the door. David opened the door and Jack walked in. "Hey. Who're you?" Jack said, giving me the once over. "You doof, its me!" I said, struggling to keep a handle on my temper.
"You who?" Jack asked, confused. I looked at David, a question in my eyes. He smiled and nodded. I walked over to Jack and punched him. "Oww! David, call off your goilfriend." Jack said, rubbing his arm. David was laughing when he said, "Call 'er off yourself. You know 'er."
"Two Bits?" Jack asked, looking at me. "You bet." I said. "Wow, you look like a goil!" he said, shocked. "Gee, don't sound so surprised." I said, smiling now. Sure I have aggression issues, but nothing makes you feel better like punching Jack Kelly. "Sarah, you ready?" Jack called. She walked out of her room in a long, cream colored dress. "Yes." She said, grabbing her coat. "Bye Bitty!" Les called. "Bye Sleepy!" I called back as all four of us left. "Hey Dave, are the newsies gonna be at da party?" I asked after we walked several blocks in silence. "Yep. Why?" he asked. "Crap. My name." I said by way of explanation. "Right. What's your favorite type of bird?" he asked. "Robins, why?" I asked. "Well, tonight your are Robin, my lovely date," he said calmly.
We had reached Medda's theater by this time. Jack and Sarah walked in, and Davey went to follow them. I stood, not willing to go in. David noticed me standing there and came back. "What's wrong?"
"I can't do this." I said, tears welling in my eyes. "Yes you can," he said. "No I can't. I can't act like a goil. I don't know how to act like one anymore." I said, the traitorous tears leaking out of my eyes. "Then don't act," he said calmly. "But what if they recognize me?" I asked, voicing my real fear. "They won't." he said quietly. "How do you know?" I demanded. "Jack didn't know who you were. I wouldn't have recognized you if you weren't about to tickle torture Les." David said. I smiled through my tears. "Come on," he said gently, taking my hand. I nodded, wiped my eyes, and together we walked into Irving Hall together.
A/N: Ok. So here it is. I am really REALLY bad at describing clothes. So you can check out the dresses using the links below. Umm, what else. Once again, I DON'T OWN NEWSIES!! LEAVE ME ALONE DISNEY!! Ok then, I think I'm done. Oh, I'm gonna be going out of town for like two weeks, so no garuntees on when I will post again. Sorry anything is spelt wrong. Long week. Its only Tuesday you say? You have no idea how draining band camp is. Unless of cousre you go (Hi Rain :), in which case you get it. I'm rambleing. Goodnight!!
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