Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of the Newsies, the songs, or the plot line in anyway. Anything or anyone that you recognize from the movie belongs to the movie. I am not claiming ownership in any way, shape, or form. I'm just a girl who loves the movie and wants to write about it.

Also, I was watching Newsies last night and I realized I had made a mistake in the previous chapter. The mistake is I said that the Jacobs' room number was 8, but, in the movie it is 51, and it takes too much time to re-upload the document again, so, I'm just going to switch over to 51 now, mmmkay?

Chapter 6

Dinner with the Jacobs

Celena's Point of View

I followed David and Les through the streets of New York. Honestly, of all the people I could have been assigned to, I had to get David. I had never seen Newsies, so I didn't know much about them but I was guessing that David was the most boring "tour guide" I could have been assigned too. Les was cute and really friendly but David was such a stickler for rules that Les and I now called him Mr. Rulebook, not to his face of course.

"Celena! Do you wanna come have dinner with us?" my thoughts were interrupted by Les tugging on my arm "please?"

"Les, I don't think she can-" began David, but I interrupted him by saying

"That would be great Les; I'd like to meet the rest of your family." David snorted but didn't argue. We soon arrived at a tall tenement building and went inside, up a dark, dreary staircase and then down a hall until we came to a door marked with the number 51.

We entered the small "apartment". A middle aged woman was pulling some bread out of the oven, an older man was reading a newspaper, and the kid who had seemed to be in charge this morning, I think his name was Jack Kelly, was sitting on the windowsill.

"Mama!" cried Les as he ran to hug the woman. Once the hug was over he introduced me, "this is Celena, she was helpin' us sell papers today."

She greeted me politely. "Our daughter Sarah is outside doing some laundry if you would like to meet her." I nodded, I had heard stories about how Sarah was an annoying "perfect princess" and I idea of someone like that doing laundry was a bit…well…shocking. Suddenly I heard a loud splash and a ton of giggling. I ran to the window and saw Raven and another drenched, head to toe in soapy water.

"Sarah Marie Jacobs!" Mrs. Jacobs was at the window next to me. Sarah turned and gave her an all-too-innocent look.

"Yes Mama?"

"Sarah Jacobs" repeated Mrs. Jacobs, "I honestly don't know what to do with you. Here I am trying to raise a young lady, and you are having a water fight on the fire escape! I actually though I had succeeded in breaking you out of your childish ways, and then you had to go and meet that…that…"

"Newsie?" Raven volunteered.

"Newsie! That's the word! And then you had to go and meet that newsie! What am I going to do with you?"

Sarah just grinned "well, at least your laundry is getting done."

Mrs. Jacobs made a sound that was something between a "humph" and a snort, then went back to setting the table. I smiled and stepped out onto the porch fire escape thingy.

"So, Raven, I see that Sarah Jacobs isn't as horrible as you said she was" I whispered to Raven. She just snorted. A few minutes later we were sitting down to dinner. Not that it was gourmet or anything, far from it, but I'll never say no to a home cooked meal. As we ate we chatted about nearly a million different topics and I noticed Jack and Sarah holding hands, I expected Raven to freak, but she just sat there, like nothing wrong was going on, probably actually meeting Sarah had calmed her down. After dinner Jack stood up.

"Well, I'd better be gettin' back to the lodgin' house" he turned to Raven and me. "You goils can come with me, unless you wanna stay here tonight."

"Nope, we'll come" said Raven jumping up so fast that she knocked her chair over. Jack turned to me.

"And what 'bout you Cel?"

"I'll come" I said getting up. We said goodnight to the Jacobs, and Jack actually kissed Sarah, I practically had to tackle Raven to keep her from attacking them. We left the building and walked through the dark streets. Finally we turned a corner and across the street from us was the lodging house. I was several people standing outside it, clearly having an argument.

"We told you, it's a newsboy lodgin' house!" I heard one boy say, I think it was Racetrack.

"Oh yeah?" I recognized Seagull's voice, "then where are we supposed to sleep? Huh?"

"Don't ask me!"

Suddenly Jack came to the rescue, "Ok, break it up! Break it up! The goils can go to the newsgoils lodgin' house. Blink and Mush, you can take 'em there." With that he went inside.

We stood in stunned silence for a moment, then the kid with the eye patch shook himself. "Ok, you heard what Jack said! Goils, come on." With that he jumped down the steps and headed up the street and we followed. About fifteen minutes later we reached a building with a sign that said Newsgirls Lodging House. Blink went and knocked on the door. It opened to reveal the girl who Jack had said was his sister; I think he had called her Pippa. "Hey Pippa, um, these goils, uh, need a place to stay so um, Jack sent them over here." I swear, if it was lighter out, Blink would be blushing, but in this light, it was hard to tell.

"Sure, come on in." She opened the door wider. We filed inside, but before I went in I saw Mush grab Trig.

"Um, Trig, do you think we could um, sell together tomorrow?"

She smiled, "I'd be glad to Mush." Then she hurried inside after me.

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