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| "Jessica! Kaelin! Get your asses down here right now!" Medda Larkson yelled up the stairs to her large apartment. "We are just coming Aunt Medda." Kaelin London yelled back. "We were just having some trouble with our uniforms. But we are on our way down now." Jessica London, Kaelin’s fraternal twin said. A second later, Kaelin and Jessica were at the top of the stairs looking down at their aunt. They were wearing form fitting white dresses that went down to their knees. The skirt was a tad puffy, and there were no sleeves. They both had an apron on. Jessica’s was orange, and Kaelin’s was yellow. "You girls look lovely," Medda said. "Your parents would be proud of you." Jessica and Kaelin’s parents had died a few months ago in a fire. Their whole apartment building burnt down, and the two girls were the only survivors. The firemen couldn’t believe that they were still alive when they found them. Medda had taken in the girls right away. Only recently had she decided that Jessica and Kaelin were ready to work at the theater. They had just turned 16 a month ago and had just finished school, so this was their first real job. "So are you girls ready for your first night on the job? You will just be waitresses, so all you have to do is write down the order on the pad of paper, go to the bar, get the drinks, then bring them back to the customer." "Yes Aunt Medda, we already know. You’ve only told us a hundred times." Kaelin said. "I know, I just want to make sure that you know what you are doing. I’m sure you’ll be fine. Now just go on out there and start taking orders." Medda said. "I’ve got to start getting ready for the show tonight. Have fun girls. I’ll see you later!" Medda left the girls, and Kaelin and Jessica sucked in their breath, and went out to take their first orders. * * * * * * * The newsies entered Medda’s like they did every other Saturday night. Racetrack, Blink, Mush, Skittery, and Itey all were there solo. Only Jack, Spot, and Dutchy had come with someone. Busy Body, or how everyone calls her, Busy, was holding hands with Jack. Spot has his arm around his girl, Chattah. Dutchy and his girl Books, had their arms linked together. "Jack, hurry up! I want to get a good table!" Busy said. "Slow down Busy," Jack said. "You know we always get the best seats at Medda’s." Busy looked at Jack impatiently, and sighed. Chattah looked over at her and smiled. Busy was always wanting to do things in a hurry. "Hey Books," Chattah said. "Haven’t you noticed that Racetrack and Blink have been really quiet lately?" "Now that you mention it, Race and Blink have been acting strange lately." Books said. "I think it has to do with that bitch Wheeler and her friend Saphire bugging them. Wheeler has been trying to get with Blink for weeks. And Saphire has been stealing Racetrack’s cigars, money, and his deck of cards. Jack why do you let Wheeler and Saphire stay at the LH?" Books asked. "Because they pay their fair share, and I can’t tell them that they can’t stay. Only Kloppman can do that." Jack responded. "You girls gossip too much. You’ve got to stop doing it. And if you can’t, at least do it where no one can hear you." Spot said. "Anyways, here they come. And Snoddy’s with Wheeler." Dutchy said. They all looked over at the door where Wheeler, Saphire, and Snoddy were coming in. It looked as if Wheeler had made her next conquest. "Well we better go in and get our table." Busy said, sill anxious about getting seats. "All right sweetie. We’ll go in now." Jack said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. The other two couples followed them into the hall. * * * * * * * "Hey Blink," Racetrack said. "You’re looking pretty low tonight. What’s the matter?" "Girl problems," Blink replied sighing. "Wheeler won’t leave me alone. She just doesn’t get the fact that I don’t like her. What about you? You’re looking pretty low yourself." "Saphire keeps stealing my things. I wish Jack would do something about it." Racetrack replied. He was looking around the room from his seat right near the stage, when something orange caught his eye. He saw that it was an orange apron that covered a white waitress’s dress. He looked at the girl the dress was on. She was beautiful. She was short, curvy, had dark brown hair cut into a sleek bob, and the most amazing smile that lit up her eyes. "Hey Blink," Racetrack said. "Do you see that girl with the orange apron on over there? She’s beautiful." "She sure is." Blink replied. All of a sudden something yellow caught his eye. He saw that it belonged to another waitress. The owner was a gorgeous, long, blond haired girl. She was about average height, and had the most beautiful eyes. "Hey Race," Blink said. "What do you think about the girl in the yellow apron?" "She’s pretty, but I prefer the orange apron girl." Racetrack replied. "Well that works out well," Blink said. "Because I like the yellow apron girl better." And with that, Racetrack and Blink went back to saying nothing, and occasionally stealing glances at the two girls. * * * * * * * Wheeler was making out with Snoddy when she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Who the hell is it, and what the fuck do you want?" Wheeler said, breaking free from Snoddy’s embrace. "Bite my ass bitch," Saphire, Wheeler’s best bud, said. "I need to talk to you." "Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something?" Wheeler said. "Can’t we do this another time? But if it’s important, I guess this can wait." she said, motioning to Snoddy. "Yes it is important," Saphire said. "But don’t worry, it won’t take long." "Hurry up baby," Snoddy said. "I can’t wait till you get back." Wheeler gave Snoddy a quick kiss before she followed Saphire. They walked until they got to a deserted corner of the room. "So what is so important that you had to interrupt me and Snoddy?" Wheeler asked. "Have you found out yet where Kloppman has his safe? Our train to Santa Fe leaves in less than a month, and we still need to buy our tickets." Saphire said. "I almost have it," Wheeler said. "I’m sure that after I’ve had my way with Snoddy he’ll tell me where the safe is, and then we’ll be home free!" Wheeler said. "Well make sure it’s soon, because I don’t know how much longer I can wait for you." Saphire said. Wheeler glared at Saphire. Without saying a word, she got up and walked back over to Snoddy. "Hey baby," Wheeler said. "Why don’t we get out of here and have some real fun, if you know what I mean." she said seductively. "Sure honey, the sooner the better," Snoddy replied. "Let’s go back to the LH. No one will be there because they are all here." Wheeler agreed and they got up and left, without anybody noticing. * * * * * * * Jessica and Kaelin were rushing around getting orders, and then bringing the customers their drinks. Finally they were having their first break of the evening. "So Jessica, how has your night been so far?" Kaelin asked. "I’m pooped already, after working only an hour. But the boys, or newsies as aunt Medda calls them, are so nice. I can’t believe we’ve never met them before." "I bet I’m just as pooped as you, maybe even more." Jessica replied. Her eyes started to roam freely around the room, the first time she’d had the chance to do it all night. Her eyes wandered to a boy who seemed to be staring back at her. He had brownish-black hair, and had a cigar hanging lazily out of his mouth. He seemed to have noticed she was looking at him, and gave her a smile before turning away. "Hey Kaelin, do you see the boy over there with the cigar?" Jessica asked, pointing him out to her. "Yes," Kaelin said. "What about him?" "He’s gorgeous!" Jessica replied. "I guess, if you like that kinda guy. Now his friend on the other hand, is to die for!" Kaelin said, her eyes falling on the other person at the table. He had dirty blind hair, and an eye patch covering his left eye. He seemed to keep looking at her. "Hey I’ve got an idea!" Jessica said. "Why don’t we go over there and take their orders. You can take the one you like, and I’ll take the one I like. What do you think?" "Perfect. Well, we better get over there before some other girls get to them first." Kaelin answered back. The two girls walked over to the boy’s table, not knowing what to expect from them. * * * * * * * "Hey guys," Chattah said. "Do you know who those two girls are?" she said, motioning to Jessica and Kaelin who were walking by. "Yes," Jack said. "Medda was telling me about them. I think their names are Jessica and Kaelin. They are her nieces. Their parents died in a fire, so they came to live with Medda a few months ago. They just finished school a few days ago, so that’s why we’ve never really seen them before." "That’s so sad that their parents died," Busy said. "It is. When they come to serve our table, we are going to be super nice to them." Books said. "Well they will need to get newsie names if they are going to be hanging around us." Spot said. "Spot!" Chattah said hitting Spot on the arm. "What did you do that for? I was only joking. But I still think it would be a good idea to give them newsie names." Spot said, rubbing his arm. "I think that’s a good idea," Dutchy said. "It might make them feel more welcomed." "You know what?" Busy asked. "I’ve always wanted to work at Medda’s. Maybe they could put in a good word for me." "Busy, that is no way to be treating them, like you want to be their friend just so you can work for Medda." Jack said. "Maybe after a while you could say something, but I would keep your big mouth shut for now if I were you." Books said. "Watch who you are talking to," Busy said. "My boyfriend happens to be the leader of the Manhattan newsies. I could get him to get the newsies to soak you!" "Hey, hey," Dutchy said. "I happen to be one of those ‘newsies’ you’re talking about, and I wouldn’t do that to Books. Plus, she’s my sweetie." "And who asked me this?" Jack asked. "You gotta learn how to keep that big ass mouth of yours shut once in a while." Busy looked like she was going to start crying. Her eyes filled up with tears, and fell over the rim of her eyes. "I was only kidding," she said. "You didn’t have to yell at me." "We weren’t yelling," Jack said softly. "But you sometimes open that mouth of yours when you don’t need to be." Jack pulled Busy’s chair closer to his, and cuddled her. He then proceeded to wipe away her tears with his thumbs, and kissed her. "I can’t stand it when they get all lovey-dovey. It makes me wanna puke." Spot said, looking disgusted. "Then," Chattah said. "I guess you won’t be needing me for the rest of the night." Chattah made a move to get up, but Spot stopped her. "You’re different. You’re my girl, and I like kissing you." Spot said. Spot started to whisper things meant only for Chattah’s ears, and she giggled whispering things back. Meanwhile, during the time Jack apologized to Busy, and Spot and Chattah getting quite intimate, Books had gotten off her chair and went and sat in Dutchy’s lap. They were now making out, and this is how Saturday nights always turned out. * * * * * * * Racetrack seemed to be in a daze so Blink decided to hit him. "Hey! What did you do that for?" Racetrack said rubbing his shoulder. "Those two girls are coming over here." Blink said. "What are you talking about?" Racetrack replied. He looked up and saw the girl in the orange apron, and the girl in the yellow apron walking over. "Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" Racetrack said as the girls approached their table. "Can we help you?" the girl with short brown hair said, her eyes sparkling. "Now that all depends on what we need help with," Racetrack said. "You’ll have to excuse my rude friend here," Blink said. "My name’s Blink and this here is Racetrack." "Oh forgive us," the girl with blonde hair said. "My name’s Kaelin, and this is my sister Jessica." ‘Jessica,’ Racetrack thought. ‘What a beautiful name.’ He looked back at her. ‘She must be a new waitress. I wonder when she started to work here?’ "So," Racetrack said. "How long have you girls been working here for? I didn’t know that Medda was looking for more help." Kaelin looked over at Jessica whose eyes had welled up with tears. "Excuse me," Jessica said and left the table. "Sorry about that," Kaelin said sadly. "She still hasn’t gotten over our parents death. That’s why we are here. Medda is our aunt, and she took us in." Blink was amazed with how well Kaelin was taking all of this. He decided that he had to get to know this girl better. "I know this may sound strange, but I was wondering if you would like to go out with me sometime." Blink said, a little embarrassed about asking her so quickly. Kaelin’s face lit up. "I would love to. I have the day off tomorrow. We could do something then if you like." Kaelin’s face suddenly fell. "Oh wait. I told Jessica that I would spend the day with her." "Not a problem," Blink said. "I could bring a bunch of people from the lodging house, and we could all do something tomorrow." "Hey," Racetrack said. "What about me? I want to go too you know." Blink laughed. "Of course you’re coming. So what time would be good tomorrow?" Blink asked, his attention now back at Kaelin. "Well how many people are you going to ask? I am sure Jessica, Aunt Medda, and myself could pack a picnic. I just need to know how many people we are feeding." "Super idea. Well there will be Race and myself, Spot, Chattah, Jack, Busy, Dutchy, and Books. We could all meet at Central Park at about 11:00 am. How’s that?" Blink asked getting excited because he would be spending the day with Kaelin, even if there were going to be other people there. "Sounds great. We’ll see you there. Bye." Kaelin said, and walked away. Racetrack looked over at Blink. "I can’t believe you just did that. When a girl comes over that you like, you usually try to hide." "I guess this girl was different. Well, we better go find those guys and tell them that they’re going to a picnic with us tomorrow." Blink said. The two boys got up, and trudged off to go find the others to tell them the news. * * * Wheeler and Snoddy were lying on Snoddy’s bunk. They had just had sex, and now Wheeler was trying to get from Snoddy where the LH safe was. "So baby," Wheeler said. "Did you know that Kloppy has a safe?" "Yup, I knew that," Snoddy said. "Well I bet you don’t know where it is." Wheeler sid, hoping that Snoddy wouldn’t catch on to what she was doing. "I sure do It’s in the wall right behind the painting in the office." Snoddy said. "Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner," Wheeler said, hoping that Saphire had heard him. "For answering that correctly, you get a prize." "And what would that be?" Snoddy asked smirking. "You’ll just have to see," Wheeler said, her head going down on him. Saphire heard Snoddy moan. ‘That is fucking disgusting,’ she thought. She walked down the stairs and over to Kloppman’s office. Kloppman usually went out on nights the boys went to Medda’s because he hated it when they came home smashed. Saphire quietly opened the door and closed it behind her. She went over to the picture on the wall and removed it. ‘Now if I could only remember the shitty combination.’ she thought to herself. It took Saphire a few tries before she finally got the combination. Saphire opened the safe and saw all the money. ‘Jackpot.’ |
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