I am dedicating this chapter of Back into Reality to Andrea Harper. I feel so bad for you. All those things happening over the month. But I was happy to hear that my story cheered you up. I hope you feel better. Eat chocolate, or cookies. They make any girl feel better. Well, they do make me feel good, but Mountain Dew does it better. Different girls have different comforts.

It has now been one month since the attack of the Bimbo'd Whore. And my life has turned into a sorta, kinda living hell. Fast retrack of the last month or so.

Spot made me his Girlfriend...And I'm still it one month later.

I've been getting threats from a suspicious someone who won't name themselves. Shhh though...I know its Sandy...Don't tell anybody I told you that. She'll kill me.

Ember got sick and I had to take care of him. Poor baby, throwing up all over the place. Probably didn't need to hear that...oh well.

Spots second hand man has a crush on me. Yeah, that wasn't such a great thing for Shadow. Especially when I told him I was supposedly Spots girlfriend. He thought it was a great idea to go behind Spots back. I just laughed my head off when I told Spot. I didn't laugh though when he took his anger out of Shadow. It was kinda cool to see how Spot does all his fighting moves. He's gonna teach me sometime in the future.

Mush got a girlfriend. She was really cute. And when I say was, I meant that Mush broke up with her too. I'm gonna have to shorten the story a lot. So Mush meets the girl, Mush asks girl out, girl cheats with Queens guy, girl crushes Mush's heart, Mush pours his emotions out to Ma, Ma cries because Mush gets her shirt wet with tears. Pretty sad I know, I was there. I'm the 'Ma' in the story, you probably already knew that, sorry but I had to point it out for those of you who didn't get it.

And last but not least, Lover has found a girl to annoy the hell out of. And that girl would be the one who is giving me death threats. Yeah, he has officially decided to make Sandy's life a living hell. Ahhh...I love best friends.

And now, one month later I am sitting in Tibby's eating lunch. I know, exciting. But it will be because I am sitting with the munchkins. Spot gets mad at me because I eat lunch with them instead of him. Oh well, he doesn't come to Tibby's much anyways because he's usually in Brooklyn. But when he does come to Manhattan, I do too eat lunch with him...Jackass. Had to get that out of the way. Sorry.

As I eat my lunch, consisting of mostly French Fries given to me by my little boyfriends (You know Boys who are friends...duh what were you thinking) I decide that my life needs to be more exhilarating. Yeah, more adventurous, exciting, scary...Ok skip that last one, scary is not good. Sandy is scary and I don't like her.

A light bulb went off in my head. I got an idea that would surprise most of the boys. I should wear a skirt. Yeah, that'll scare the hell outta them. They'll think something is wrong with me. Now, who do I know that owns a skirt? I tap my chin while putting a fry in my mouth.

Monkey just had to go and notice my evil planning, "Ma, what evil plan have you decided to throw upon us." See told ya.

I grin mischievously, is that even a word, I think so, "Nothing. Besides I can't tell you."

"HEY GUYS GUESS WHAT!" Yes I have been saved by the Mush, who is considerably happier now that he left that girl.

"What?" We all yell back.

"Medda's decided to have one of those parties just for Newsies two nights from now."

I'm tellin ya, everybody was hollerin and yelling, but me, Monkey, and Lover were still tryin to figure out who Medda was.

I raise my hand and yell, "HEY...Who's Medda?" I have never seen so many boys give me the fish look. You should know the one, where the person opens their mouth then closes it, and repeats the same thing five or so more times.

Jack only grins, "You'll find out Ma. Medda's holds these parties for us Newsies ever since the Strike. Holds um, I'd say once or twice month. You guys weren't here for the last one. Oh and you've gotta wear something nice, like a skirt or dress."

The guys blew whistles my way. Lover just burst out laughing. "She will never ever wear a dress. I remember when she was four and we were at a wedding, she decided that dresses were overrated. She took the dress off right before she had to go down the isle as the Flower girl."

Well then...This fits into my plan perfectly. Now all I need is a dress. I have another question now...Not concerning the dress. "Are we supposed to have dates?"

Jack smirked, and then got smirkier, "Well, considering your Spots girl, you'll be goin with him. That is unless your cheatin on him."

Well I never, I smacked Jack across the back of the head. "I never cheat on my boyfriends, they always cheat on me. So Nunn." Yeah real mature, I stuck my tongue out at him.

Back to the dress thing now...Who do I know that owns a dress again. I grinned Evilly, "Oh DAVID!!"

I found out that David indeed did not own a dress. Sad I know, But his sister did. And I decided that I really didn't like her. Sarah was just too...just too...Girly. Ugh! I was about ready to kill myself the night of the party, as she went on an on about it. She even thought that it was cute me and Spot were going out. Yeah I know its cute, but she didn't have to girly it up even more.

She tried to take it upon herself to choose out my dress and do my hair. But I decided to do that on my own. I chose a dark blue skirt, so that it wouldn't clash with my hair. Yeah, the blue at the bottom was still there. And since I always had my hair up, nobody knew that it had gotten longer, and nobody knows what it looks like down. Anyways, and picked out a cream colored shirt. Nothing too fancy. And I even wore my pants underneath the skirt, but rolled them up to my knees, so they wouldn't show. Clever little me.

I let my hair down, which was now to my shoulders, and brushed it out. I put my bangs over to the left side so they covered my eye. Don't know why but it makes a girl look mysterious. I was kinda hoping for that look tonight, so that incase Sandy comes, she won't recognize me.

And I was finished, and I gotta say. I looked Damn good too. Now alls I gotta do is get through this party without getting beat up, by Sandy, or drunk, because I'm hanging with Spot. Lovely. Sarcasm is inserted here.

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I love you guys. Thanks once again for reviewing. The next chapter will be about what a horrific time Ma has at the party. Hopefully it won't be too bad, I mean there was this part about Ma kinda punching Sa-...You weren't supposed to hear that. Ok... (shifts eyes) gotta go.