Disclaimer: yeah… still don't own Newsies haha

Soon I got into the routine of being a Newsie. I had a separate room, more of a walk-in closet with a bed and dresser, but better than sharing one big room with a bunch of love-struck boys. I still sold with Jack and grew closer to him and all of the Newsies. I was something of a mother to the younger one's, but I soaked everyone for saying I should start a real family with one of them.

The boys started calling me Jinx, because for a while, all I did was soak people when I got mad, and they believed I was bad luck for a little while.

So Jack and I became really good friends, but we didn't kiss or anything but part of me wished dearly for it to happen and the other part didn't know what the heck it wanted to do.

I was doing pretty well as a Newsie, still playing the sympathy card and the customers were still soaking it up. One day, Jack said he had to go home early and I didn't really question him because I still had a lot of papes left, and I needed to sell all of them. So I was out pretty late getting rid of them all.

I was coming into the Lodge when I heard too voices- One I knew was Jack's and another one that was absolutely a girl's. I really didn't want to eavesdrop, but I wanted to know why Jack was with another girl.

"Sarah, I've missed you." I heard Jack say. It clicked why Jack and the others had trouble calling me my real name.

"I know Jack," she said. "I'm sorry I've been in Boston."

"Well, now we're together." It hurt me to hear the love in his voice. It was silent and I was pretty sure I knew what was going on in there. I couldn't help it, my face started to get hot and tears pooled in my eyes. I couldn't walk in there now, so I turned around and ran straight into Race. When he saw my face, he kind of got the whole story. By now, I'm pretty sure all the Newsies knew about Jack and the other Sarah but they didn't tell me.

"You figured it out?" he asked and I nodded, still crying. 'How could Jack do this to me?' I screamed inwardly. He always acted like he had no secrets, and he acted like he really liked me. I can't believe he led me on.

Race held out his arms and gave me a hug. He led me to Tibby's. "I'm real sorry, Jinx." He told me as my tears dried up. "See, Sarah… er… Jacobs, that is-" it doesn't matter, because nobody called me Sarah anymore. "Well, she an' Jack got together 'fore the strike. They were really hittin' it up," He looked at me apologetically. "Then Sarah had to go down with her folks to Boston, looking for work for her dad. But Dave and Les had to stay here and sell papes."

When I was all cried out we sat down at a table. I looked at Race. He had a cute face, but I never liked him that way. He was always a good friend to me. "Thanks, Race." I said.

"For what?" he said sarcastically, and I laughed off the tears.

"For not makin' fun of me for cryin'" I said and smiled.

"Are ya ready to go home yet?" he asked and I thought about it. No, I wasn't and I had some extra money I made today.

"Not yet." I told him with a smile and ordered us some drinks. We played cards with the pack Race always keeps with him. I was having so much fun, I didn't notice when he came in and sat down right across from me. Until he looked straight at me and I recognized his face.

"Race!" I said, shaking him. He kept laughing. "Race!" this time he looked at me. "There's a guy over there. He knows I'ma girl." I pointed to the Creep himself. He had suit and hat like last time. But now he was close enough I could see his nasty brown eyes and the sneer that always occupies his face. His eyes never leave my body.

"D#$ it!" Race swore. "Dat's Oscar Delancey! He's a scab!" He looked from Oscar to me. "And he's got his eye on you'se. Aw, no! Dis ain't good, we'se gotta get you outta here!"

"I'm not going back to the Lodge when Jack and Sarah are smooching it up in there!" Maybe the smoke and drinks were clouding my judgment, but at the moment, I didn't want to go back to the Lodge and I wasn't about to.

"C'mon, Jinx!" Race said pulling me to my feet. I tried to fight him, but I just ended up causing a big scene. "C'mon!" Race shouted. Then Oscar got up and punched Race right in the nose. Race stumbled back.

"What if she don't wanna go with you?" he asked the dazed newsie. He turned to me and smiled a smile that made me sick. "Heya, dollface."