Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original characters from the Disney movie "Newsies." The only characters in this story that I own are Chaos, Cricket, and the Brooklyn Newsies that weren't mentioned in the movie.
Hellloo :D ::Says in extremely happy (and somewhat obnoxious) sing-song voice::
Okay. I'm pretty much almost somewhat completely sure that after this one, there's only one chapter left. I was thinking about splitting it up into two, but then I figured why not just leave it as one long one. 16 is a cool number to end at, anyway.
This one's short (sorry), but I think you guys will probably like it. Hopefully. And here goes.
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My feet pounded against the cobblestone as I ran, hoping the circulation bell hadn't rung yet. If I had missed Spot, there was no tracking him down. He sold alone, far away from the rest of his boys, so no one ever knew where to find him.
From down the block, the bell rang out loud and clear as the newsies shuffled through the entrance. I'd made it just in time. I slowed to a jog right outside the gates of the Brooklyn Distribution Office and scanned the area for Spot.
My eyes focused on him, as the rest of the newsies made way for him at the very front of the line. Of course... I thought, rolling my eyes.
Even just staring at him from far away made my heart skip and my stomach feel light as air.
The man working at the desk opened the wooden shutters behind the bars and Spot stepped up to counter, sliding some coins underneath. I took a deep breath and clenched my fists at my side, confidently trudging towards him. Honestly, confidence was the last thing I felt. But the frustration and anger that had been building up for over a week was about to drive me insane.
"Conlon!" I yelled, going up the three stairs that led to the wooden circulation platform. Resting his papers on his shoulder, he turned his head towards me and groaned. "Not now, Chaos." He muttered, trying to push passed me. I stood in his way, refusing to let him walk past.
"I have to talk to you." I demanded. However, he ignored me and kept trying to get down the stairs. I mirrored his actions. When he stepped to the side, so did I. "I said not now, Chaos." He growled, sounding more irritated this time.
"Yes, now, Conlon! We'se gonna clear dis up, once and for all!" I yelled. "Why do ya hate me!?" By now, I had attracted the attention of every newsie standing on the front half of the line. They all stared at me and Spot, waiting to see how he would react.
"I don't hate you. Now move outta my way." Spot grumbled, trying once again to push past me. "Den why do ya treat me da way you do!?" I asked. He refused to even look at me as he desperately tried to get away without causing a scene.
Finally, he huffed in exasperation, dropped his stack of papers to the floor, and attempted to pick me up so he could put me behind him. I squirmed in his grasp and raised my hand to smack him so he'd let me down, but in one quick motion he had dropped me to my feet and caught my wrist in mid-air.
He twisted my arm and pinned me against him so I was helpless. "Drop it." he threatened in my ear. "No. Tell me why. I'm not leaving this alone until you do. Get it through your thick skull." I shot back, allowing my immature side to take over. As he thought about it for a few seconds, he let his grip on my wrist go and I whirled around to face him again.
It was impossible to read anything but anger in his expression, and I thought that I had finally pushed him over the edge.
"Because, Chaos. Because no one's ever had any power over me befoah... and den- den you come along... and you practically captivate me wit every god damn thing dat comes outa yer mouth, a'right? Is dat da answer you'se lookin' to heah!?"
The ice in his blue eyes froze my thoughts and made my knees weak. "I don't believe you." I muttered, telling him the truth. "Oh yeah? And why else would I be sayin' dis, Chaos? For kicks?" he asked impatiently.
"For payback!" I shot back at him, nearly cutting off his words. "Payback for all da crap I'se given you since I was heah... You ain't used to takin' dirt from nobody! And ya jus' think ya can mess wit me, 'cause you assume I'se gonna fall for ya jus' like every udda girl 'round heah!"
"Dammit, Chaos! What do I have to do to make you believe me!?" He screamed, louder than I had ever heard him scream before. Every head inside the gates turned to us and it went deathly quiet. So quiet that I could hear my own quickening heartbeat. "Prove it." I hissed.
Spot's breathing stopped for a split second and he turned his head, noticing for the first time that all eyes were on the two of us. He looked over the crowd of newsies, obviously contemplating something in his mind.
Finally, he looked back towards me and let out a small sigh. Then he put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me towards him, forcefully pressing his lips against mine. A chorus of gasps came from the mob of boys and the entire world seemed to spin and freeze at the same time.
So that was it. I had fallen hard for the infamous Spot Conlon. The same kid who, when I first met him, I wanted to kill. And now something was happening that I never would have predicted in a million years.
Then reality overtook me again and I kissed him back, causing everyone to erupt into cheers. When Spot pulled away, he took his hands off my shoulders and stepped back, picking up his papes again. He rested them on his shoulder as his trademark smirk turned into an actual smile. "Proof enough for ya?"
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A kiss and a real smile!? One giant leap for Spot Conlon.
So I hope everyone liked that. However, it's not over yet! One more chapter to go. Thanks for the reviews you guys have been sending, and thanks for reading. Maybe I'll have the next chapter up by tomorrow.