Chapter 8
Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies or anything you recognize.
A/N: Ha, I meant to update last, last, last week or something, but writing the last chapter was sooooo weird and putting off things (especially writing) is my hobby. Also, I have some responses to reviews this time.
Daughter of Terpsichore: I've been meaning to thank you for your stream of reviews. Your reviews were actually the thing that reminded me that I had this fanfic (whoops) and motivated me to update this story again, since I'd been gone for so long. Thanks! (And actually, I was going have Jack ask something like "Do you like kittens?" first, but...I changed my mind. He was annoying me too.)
Ava-Potter gal: Cheesy is my jam, girl! :) Thanks for the review!
And to everyone who's ever read, favorited, followed, or reviewed: THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Katherine frowned, "Oh? Uh, okay." She gritted her teeth, trying to remember what she had said to Davey recently? Did she even see him today? Thinking it through, Katherine remembered seeing him in class today, but she hadn't spoke to him. Was it something from earlier? She glanced back at Jack, who looked extremely uncomfortable.
"How...would you feel...if we were...more than just friends?" he questioned, unexpectedly.
Katherine suddenly felt warm. Why...would he ask that? Unsure, she looked up at Jack again. That was a mistake. Jack was staring directly into her eyes. Quickly, she averted her gaze. Geez, the tension was bothering the heck out of her. Annoying Jack and his annoying staring. She felt her eye twitching. Who stares people down like that? Staring makes people really self-conscious, didn't he know?!
"Why are you asking this, out of the blue?" Katherine questioned, changing the subject.
Jack seemed to try for a smirk, then decided against it. He sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"What if I said that I liked you?" he replied after a slight pause. He laughed dryly, "What if I liked you, Katherine Plumber?" So that's what it was…
Two days ago…
"Ha!" Katherine exclaimed in triumph, "We're done!" She slumped down in her seat, wearing a satisfied smile.
Davey checked his watch, "There's still 10 minutes left of class."
"Well, I'm going to relax," Katherine stated, "No homework for me today!"
"What?" Davey asked in disbelief, "I can't believe it! He's never drew for me, much less drew me!" Katherine laughed.
"Oh, he probably has plenty drawings of you, but is too shy to show you," Katherine reassured him.
"Haha, Jack Kelly being shy? Please," Davey said.
"Well, I'll tell you a secret. I...kind of...took one of his sketchbooks this one time."
"How?" Davey questioned, incredulous.
"Long story. Anyway, he draws, like, everything. I think he might be a softie inside. I found a sketch of kittens. Fluffy, adorable kittens. And another one is of his parents, smiling and holding hands, and a little girl with an ice cream cone...it's endearing, really."
"Excuse me for this," Davey interrupted, "but do you like Jack? As in, do you like him in a more-than-friends way?"
"What?" Katherine exclaimed.
"Oh gosh, I sound like such a gossip," Davey groaned, "Sorry for asking, but my friend is absolutely hopeless, so I'm doing him a favor."
"What does that mean?" Katherine questioned, bemused by the boy's vagueness. "And, well, I-"
Davey cut her off with a wave of his hand, "It's okay, I already got the answer I needed."
"But I didn't even say anything yet-" she started.
He smiled knowingly, "I can tell by your expression." The bell rang, and Davey stood up, said good-bye, and walked out.
"Wait, so was my expression a 'yes' or 'no?'" Katherine called out after him, but he didn't respond.
Thinking back to that conversation, Katherine now knew the answer to Davey's question herself.
Jack had turned his back to her, frowning at the ground. Slowly, she took a step towards him. And then another. Now, they were only a couple feet apart, and Katherine-almost cautiously-put her arms around him in a hug.
"Well, what if I said that I liked you too?" Katherine finally replied in a quiet tone.
She felt Jack's hand place itself over hers. Jack turned around to smile at her.
"Then I'd be the happiest guy around."
They stood together like this in contented silence, as the first spring rains began to approach.
Welp, that didn't make sense at all. I mean, a few chapters ago (about two weeks in the plot) , it was in the midst of winter and now it's spring? Also, SORRY FOR THE SHORTEST CHAPTER EVER! I really should've combined this one and the chapter. Or actually fitted this story with a decent plot (I literally only had ideas for the first, last, and a random middle chapter, along with an epilogue). Maybe I should just end the story here (or soon)? Well, tell me what you think, guys. I hoped you enjoyed this very cheesy, very corny (and OOC) chapter!