Cassie's Santa Fe Adventure - By ShoeGoil (Cassie)
DISCLAIMER ~ Newsies is the property of Disney. But I am the property of myself. I know I am an
interesting person, so I don't blame you for wanting to put me in your stories. Please ask for
permission, so I can make sure that you are my friend, otherwise I don't want a story written
about me. Um, yeah. I am also the owner of the name ShoeGoil. That is my name. Do not steal
my name. I am cool cuz that is my name. Thank you. I luv you!! (in a non- david/denton way, of
course!!)
Part 11
The train whistle blew, and I woke with a start, and saw (or rather heard) Jack and Race snoring. I lazily glanced out the window, and guessed we were getting closer to the Big Apple, because, well, I could just sense it. I decided to sum up the last few days to pass the time.
“What a wierd vacation. Man, I go to Santa Fe with my family, and end up on my way to New York. A month ago, I never would have guessed that I would get to meet all the newsies! It is a dream come true. But,” I had a thought. “What if, like all good dreams, this too would have to end? I would be so sad.” Then I had an even sadder thought. “What if, unlike all good dreams, this remained my life? What if I NEVER WENT HOME? Sure, at first it would be great. No school, no chores to do, no listening to my parents telling me to do stuff I didn’t wanna do, no hearing my brother whistle in my ear (that is SO annoying). And I would be with the newsies!! But I would miss so many things. Not just all my friends, but my family.”
“I miss them right now!” I whispered to myself.
*********
Jack and Race slowly stirred, and grinned sheepishly at me. “Sorry, you musta been bored outta yer mind!” Jack said, and Race shook his head.
“Naw, she don’t got no mind,” he joked, trying to make me laugh. I cracked a smile.
“You guys are such clowns!” I swatted at them, then turned to gather my things as one of the attendents told us that we would be arriving soon.
“When we get to da’ Lodgin’ house, I’s gonna hug each one of dose guys,” Jack said all of a sudden.
“Of course, but that’s not gonna be the first place you go, right?” I asked and he shrugged with a grin on his face.
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Jack and I walked up some stairs to reach the Jacobs’s apartment, after hiring a cab (well, a horse and buggy) for Racetrack and insisting that he take our luggage to the lodging house.
“You’ll like the Jacobs. I do.”
“Yeah, I bet,” I teased. “Do you like any certain Jacobs more than the others?” I taunted him, but the door opened and he couldn’t slap me like he wanted to.
“Jack?!” Sarah screamed and threw herself onto him. I rolled my eyes good-naturedly and “ahem”-ed really loud. She turned to look at me and blushed. “How do you do?” she asked, curiously.
“I’m fine, and you?” She shrugged, even more confused, and glared at Jack. He stuttered, trying to introduce me, but I guess he was just too wrapped up in Sarah’s beauty to speak, so I spoke up.
“Hi, I’m ShoeGoil. I’m from California, and if it weren’t fer da likes a me, your Jacky-boy wouldn’t be hea’.”
“Oh my! What do you mean?” I grinned.
“I helped raise the train money ta get hea. Your welcome.” Jack grinned, finally getting over his shyness and socked me good.
“Shoe came back wid me to meet da odders.” Sarah grinned. I could tell she was relieved to see her beloved Jack hadn’t forgotten her, the two of them were staring into eachother’s eyes, all lovey-dovey like. I “ahem”-ed again. This time, I couldn’t break their trance, but two more people came to the door, including Les, who jumped on Jack, and hugged him tightly.
“Jack, it’s great to see you,” David said, shaking his hand, and stepping in front of Sarah. Poor girl.
“Well, Dave, Les, and uh, Sarah, do ya wanna come with us to celebrate my return?” I rolled my eyes, and cut in.
“Since SOMEBODY just lost ‘is manna’s and won’t introduce me, I’ll have to introduce myself to you fine gentlemen. ShoeGoil.” I shook their hands.
“I’m David, and this is Les. He’s younger.”
“Ah, no kidding. So how’s Denton?”
We all left the aparment in a hurry to go to the lodging house. I was incredibly nervous. Imagine, me, meeting the rest of the newsies!!
Part 11
The train whistle blew, and I woke with a start, and saw (or rather heard) Jack and Race snoring. I lazily glanced out the window, and guessed we were getting closer to the Big Apple, because, well, I could just sense it. I decided to sum up the last few days to pass the time.
“What a wierd vacation. Man, I go to Santa Fe with my family, and end up on my way to New York. A month ago, I never would have guessed that I would get to meet all the newsies! It is a dream come true. But,” I had a thought. “What if, like all good dreams, this too would have to end? I would be so sad.” Then I had an even sadder thought. “What if, unlike all good dreams, this remained my life? What if I NEVER WENT HOME? Sure, at first it would be great. No school, no chores to do, no listening to my parents telling me to do stuff I didn’t wanna do, no hearing my brother whistle in my ear (that is SO annoying). And I would be with the newsies!! But I would miss so many things. Not just all my friends, but my family.”
“I miss them right now!” I whispered to myself.
*********
Jack and Race slowly stirred, and grinned sheepishly at me. “Sorry, you musta been bored outta yer mind!” Jack said, and Race shook his head.
“Naw, she don’t got no mind,” he joked, trying to make me laugh. I cracked a smile.
“You guys are such clowns!” I swatted at them, then turned to gather my things as one of the attendents told us that we would be arriving soon.
“When we get to da’ Lodgin’ house, I’s gonna hug each one of dose guys,” Jack said all of a sudden.
“Of course, but that’s not gonna be the first place you go, right?” I asked and he shrugged with a grin on his face.
********
Jack and I walked up some stairs to reach the Jacobs’s apartment, after hiring a cab (well, a horse and buggy) for Racetrack and insisting that he take our luggage to the lodging house.
“You’ll like the Jacobs. I do.”
“Yeah, I bet,” I teased. “Do you like any certain Jacobs more than the others?” I taunted him, but the door opened and he couldn’t slap me like he wanted to.
“Jack?!” Sarah screamed and threw herself onto him. I rolled my eyes good-naturedly and “ahem”-ed really loud. She turned to look at me and blushed. “How do you do?” she asked, curiously.
“I’m fine, and you?” She shrugged, even more confused, and glared at Jack. He stuttered, trying to introduce me, but I guess he was just too wrapped up in Sarah’s beauty to speak, so I spoke up.
“Hi, I’m ShoeGoil. I’m from California, and if it weren’t fer da likes a me, your Jacky-boy wouldn’t be hea’.”
“Oh my! What do you mean?” I grinned.
“I helped raise the train money ta get hea. Your welcome.” Jack grinned, finally getting over his shyness and socked me good.
“Shoe came back wid me to meet da odders.” Sarah grinned. I could tell she was relieved to see her beloved Jack hadn’t forgotten her, the two of them were staring into eachother’s eyes, all lovey-dovey like. I “ahem”-ed again. This time, I couldn’t break their trance, but two more people came to the door, including Les, who jumped on Jack, and hugged him tightly.
“Jack, it’s great to see you,” David said, shaking his hand, and stepping in front of Sarah. Poor girl.
“Well, Dave, Les, and uh, Sarah, do ya wanna come with us to celebrate my return?” I rolled my eyes, and cut in.
“Since SOMEBODY just lost ‘is manna’s and won’t introduce me, I’ll have to introduce myself to you fine gentlemen. ShoeGoil.” I shook their hands.
“I’m David, and this is Les. He’s younger.”
“Ah, no kidding. So how’s Denton?”
We all left the aparment in a hurry to go to the lodging house. I was incredibly nervous. Imagine, me, meeting the rest of the newsies!!