Authors' note: Fantasia, Starshine, Mr. Tibby, the mayor and his wife (that I created), Joseph, his mother, Emily, Morgan, and Samantha belong to me. Jive belongs to Jive. All others belong to Disney and I am using them without permission. Please don't sue me cause you would only get about ten bucks and some 'Newsies' stuff that you'd have to kill me to get.
Don't Blink
By: Charm
Kid Blink stared at da picture on da front of da paper. I was a picture of Samantha Van Wyck, da mayor's daughter. He smiled at da sight of her, even if it was only a picture. He had been in love with her forever but she didn't even know he exsisted, at least, so he thought.
"Did you guys see Blink today?!" Samantha Van Wyck ast her friends Emily and Morgan.
"You mean that one eyed newsie freak?" Emily replied.
"Freak?! What do you mean freak?! He is so hot!" Samantha dreamily looked off into space.
"You know as the mayor's daughter that you will never be able to be with him, right?" Morgan said.
"Can't a girl dream?"
"No." Emily said seriously.
Blink, Mush, an Racetrack were sellin papes da next day when Emily, Morgan, an Samantha walked towards em. "Samantha sure looks perdy taday." Blink commented.
"Ya can dream Blink but it ain't neva gonna happen. She's the mayor's daughter and youse just a newsie!!" Racetrack laughed.
"But, deyse comin dis way Race, why else would dey?" Mush ast.
Samantha, Morgan, an Emily approached em. Kid Blink started ta yell headlines again. Samantha walked up an held out a quarter. Kid Blink stammered, "H-h-h-hello miss. Papes is only a penny." Blink handed her a pape.
Samantha smiled an said, "I know, but you're cute." Racetrack an Mush started ta laugh. "Shuddap!" Samantha snapped in a perfect Brooklyn accent.
Emily an Morgan looked around impatiently. "Can we go now? We came to see Kid Blink like you wanted to, can we go?" Emily ast.
Samantha turned back an said, "I'm gonna stay awhile. Ya go on ahead, all right?"
"Whatever Sammie. Just, remember what our parents say about newsies: They're just lower class." Emily sighed. Both of em walked away, leavin Samantha wit Blink, Mush, an Race.
Samantha turned back around. "Sorry bout them. Dey don't like newsies very much."
"Why not?" Race ast. "Is it cause we're lower class then em?"
"No, it's because our parents told us dat youse guys are just gonna get us in trubble if we talk to youse cause youse get soaked a lot, but see, I don't t'ink dat's true. Da only people dat seem like trubble are them Delanceys. Don't hold it against me if me friends is mean ta ya cause as far as I know ya, I like ya. But me opinion don't matta much ta anyone do it?" Samantha talked starin at Kid Blink da whole time.
"Dat's okay bout em, most of youse rich people don't like us much. We've stopped takin offense ta it. But ya seem a lot nicer than dose goyls, why do ya hang out wit em if deyse so mean?" Mush ast.
"I dunno. Deyse okay if ya ain't a newsies or are in love wit one. Dat's one of deir rules: We shall be mean to anyone who is a newsie or is in love with one, even if it is the mayor's daughter."
"Why did dey add dat last part?" Race ast, knowin da answer.
"Cause. It ain't none of your business Racetrack." Samantha snapped.
"How do ya know me name?" Race ast.
"I'se been watchin youse eva since da strike. I know who most of ya are, 'specially Blink."
Blink blushed an ran his hand through his hair. "Um, well, uh-"
"Do ya wanna come ta Tibby's wit us Samantha?" Mush cut in.
Samantha smiled an laughed. "Sure, I'd love ta. Are ya comin Blink?"
"Um, yeah I guess I am." Kid Blink stared at her an smiled.
"Well den, let's go!" Samantha took Blink's arm an walked towards Tibby's. Racetrack an Mush shot each other a look an walked behind em.
Blink an Samantha walked in tagether an Spot said, "Ya got a new goyl Blinky?"
"Shuddap Spot, me name ain't Blinky!" Blink yelled.
"I think dat Blinky is cute." Samantha commented. Blink blushed an Samantha looked ova at Spot an smiled.
"Who's da goyl?" Dutchy ast.
Before anyone could answer, Mr. Tibby ran over to Samantha an said, "I'm so sorry Miss Van Wyck! I'll get these newsies away from you!"
"No!" Samantha yelled. "I'm wit em taday Mr. Tibby."
Mr. Tibby raised his eyebrows but said, "As you wish ma'am."
"You're da mayor's daughter?" Jack ast.
Samantha nodded an smiled, "Don't hold it agianst me. I'se just like you, 'cept a few things."
"Cept we'd ratha be you dan be us." Race said.
"I'd ratha be one of you! No one tells ya what ta do or how ta live. I'd love ta be one of you!"
"Why? Youse rich an ya got a lot of friends!" Kid Blink exclaimed, sitting down next ta her. As soon as he did, Spot sat down on her other side. Samantha could feel the tension between the two newsies.
"Well, dey ain't dat nice ya know. Dey t'ink it's fun ta make fun of youse, all of youse. But, see, I don't t'ink dat youse is dat bad. See, da one thing don't got is guys who like me, most of em just like me cause I'm da mayor's daughter. I jist wish I had real friends." Samantha replied gently.
Lata dat night at da Lodgin House, Blink an Spot were talkin bout Samantha. "Ya know Blinky," Spot said. "I t'ink dat Samantha likes ya."
"Really?!" Blink said, forgettin ta yell at Spot for callin him Blinky.
"Yeah, ya should ask her out sometime. What do ya got ta loose?" Spot replied.
"Nuttin. But do ya t'ink she would?"
"I do Blinky. See, I knows just bout everythin dat goes on in New York an I'se know dat she had her eye on ya for a long time. Ask her."
"Blink!" Samantha called da next day, runnin up ta him. "Blink! Do ya mind if I come wit ya taday?"
"Nah, I don't mind but don't youse got somethin betta ta do?" Blink leaned against a tree.
"Betta dan hang out wit you? No way!"
Blink an Samantha walked tagether. Afta a while, Blink said, "Samantha, do ya wanna got ta Tibby's wit me lata?"
"I go wit ya all da time Blink." Samantha replied. Of course, she was t'inkin Please let him mean as a couple!!
"Actually, I was t'inkin more as a couple."
"Blink," Samantha started.
"If ya don't wanna, dat's okay. I'se jist askin."
"I do. But, it's jist, me parents. Dey don't like newsies very much. But I like ya Blinky. But please, don't tell me parents. Dey'd hoit me if I was wit ya."
"I wouldn't tell em Fantasy."
"Fantasy?" Samantha questioned raisin her eyebrows.
"Oh, um, I meant, um, oh, uh, oh boy!" Blink turned red an tilted his head back an sighed.
"No," Samantha said, touchin his arm. "I like it Blinky."
Fantasy an Kid Blink walked inta Tibby's tagether an sat down away from da other newsies. When dey got up ta go ova, Spot stopped em, "Ya guys. I t'ink dat Blink an Samantha wanna be alone now, okay? He took me advice an ast her out. Leave em alone."
"Fantasy," Blink said. "Why did ya agree ta come wit me?"
"Why not Blinky? I mean, I like ya. You're funny an smart an ya make me feel betta. Why wouldn't I wanna come?"
"Cause. You got guys from all ova wantin ta be wit ya. Why not one of da rich guys?" Blink stared past her at da other newsies.
"Blink. I'm surprised at ya. I mean, Blinky, I like ya alot." Fantasy looked at da newsies.
"Really?" Blink ast, not really believin her.
Fantasy nodded an stood up. Blink took her arm an dey left.
Fantasy an Blink sat on da Brooklyn bridge alone. "Did ya mean it when ya said dat ya liked me?" Blink ast Fantasy.
"Blink, ya know dat I did. I-I-I love ya dear. I always have. I've loved ya since I foist saw ya when da newsies went on strike."
"Ya do?" Blink ast surprised.
"Yeah Blinky. But, I know dat ya don't love me. Ya may love da mayor's daughter but me an her is different. She is perfect an has no worries, she does what her parents an other adults tell her to. But Fantasy wants ta live her own life, be wit who she chooses, an live happily witout worry. I wish, me one true wish, is dat I was a newsie, wit ya guys."
"I do love ya."
"Ya don't know me Blink!" she cried.
"But, I'd like ta, gimme a chance Fantasy." Blink begged. "Please, c'mon Fantasy. I really wanna get ta know ya."
"Me or da mayor's daughter?"
"You Fantasy."
Fantasy stared off inta space. Den she smiled, "C'mon, let's go back 'fore dey t'ink we ran away."
"Hiya Blink, Samantha." Jack said when dey got back.
"Um, me name's Fantasia. Samantha sounds like, an was, a snob." Fantasy replied.
"Okay. When are ya gonna go home?" Spot ast.
"Dunno," Fantasy replied. "Me parents would be angry if dey found out dat I was spendin so much time wit ya all."
"What else can ya do?" Race ast.
"I have an idea, all right? No matta what anyone says bout me, don't believe it. I'll be back." She leaned ova an kissed Blink on da cheek an ran out of da Lodgin House.
Da next day da headlines said: Mayor's Daughter Dies In Accident When Blink saw it he spazzed out, "She can't be dead! We jist saw her last night! She cannot be dead!"
"I'm not." A voice from behind Blink said. Blink turned around an dere was Fantasy. He ran ova and hugged her.
"But you're dead!" Blink exclaimed. Fantasy put one finger ta Blink's lips ta silence him. She dragged him back inta an alley.
"I faked it," she explained. "Last night I went back ta da bridge an dropped me hat ova da edge, den I wrapped me scarf thing around da handrail. People came lookin for me, put two an two tagether, an I'm dead!"
"What are ya gonna do now?" Blink ast surprised dat she had faked her own death ta be wit him.
Fantasy leaned ova an kissed him. "Dat for starters."
"Why don't ya come wit me? Wese could sell papes tagether!" Blink suggested. He tried ta be casual but it came out kinda eager.
"Sure, I'd love ta Blink but I got dis little problem." Fantasy replied.
"What?"
"Well, I'M SUPPOSED TA BE DEAD!!!!!!"
"I t'ink I got a solution for dat." Blink dragged Fantasy off ta Medda's.
"Blink!" Medda exclaimed. "Hello. What's going on?"
"Dis is Samantha, da mayor's daughter." Blink introduced her.
"But, she's dead. It was in da papers dis mornin." Medda said gently.
"I faked it." Fantasy explained. "Me parents said dat I could neva see Blink - or any of da newsies again an I couldn't stand ta not see em so I faked me own death. But, I need help or I'll get caught."
Medda replied, "Well, I guess that I could help you. But, why do ya wanna see them so bad?"
"I love Blink." Dat was all she said but it meant alot ta Blink - an Medda.
"Okay, but are ya gonna be a newsie?" Medda ast.
"If dey'll let me."
Blink cried out, "I don't want me goyl sellin papes!"
"Hush Blink. Well then you can work for me." Medda said.
"Really?!" Fantasy ast.
"Of course! C'mon I'll teach ya some stuff while Blink tries not ta get himself arrested." Medda joked.
"I neva get arrested!" Kid Blink protested.
"Sure Blinky," Fantasy laughed. "Sure."
When Blink, Spot, Jack, Mush, Dutchy, Racetrack, Dutchy, Crutchy, Davy, and Skittery came to see Medda's show dat night, dey was surprised ta see dat da foist act was Fantasy. She sang an danced an looked very pretty. When she was done all da newsies whistled an cheered an clapped. Afta she was done, she came down an sat next ta Kid Blink. "Hiya Blinky!" she whispered.
"You was great!" Blink exclaimed slidin his arm around her waist. "I didn't know ya could do dat!"
"Thanks. I jist neva got ta try cause bein da mayor's daughter an all kinda limited da fun stuff I could do but now dat I'm not, I can finally have fun!"
"Where are ya gonna stay now?" Blink ast.
"I don't know, do ya t'ink I could stay wit you at da Lodgin House?"
"A goyl? At da House? Well, I guess but ya'll have ta stay wit us in our bunks. I jist don't know how it'll go ova wit da other guys."
"Do ya care?"
"No, I really don't. C'mon let's get outta here."
Dat night, Fantasy slept next ta Blink in his bunk. "Are ya sure dat you're okay wit dis Fantasy?" Blink ast.
Fantasy lay her head on his chest. "Sure. I t'ink da question is: Are you okay wit it?"
"Yeah, sure. G'night Fantasy."
"G'night Blinky." Fantasy replied.
"Fantasy, didja mean what ya said ta Medda, dat ya love me?" Blink ast softly.
"Yeah I meant it. Why wouldja have doubted dat I meant it?"
"Cause your da mayor's daughter an usually ya jist stick wit em other snobs. But now youse been all nice."
"Oh. I see. So don't ya trust me?"
"I trust ya Fantasy, I jist don't trust meself."
"Can we talk bout dis tomorrow? I'm kinda tired." Blink nodded an Fantasy fell asleep listenin ta Blink breathin.
"Ya know," Spot said ta Blink da next day. "You're lucky ta have Fantasy. She really loves ya."
"C'mon Spot, lotsa goyls love you." Blink replied.
"Not like Fantasy loves you. She faked her own death ta be wit ya Blink. God, most goyls t'ink dat I'm jist some heartbreakin Brooklyn bad boy!" Spot exclaimed.
"Let's ask Fantasy what da upper class goyls t'ink of ya. Fantasy! What do goyls t'ink of Spot?" Blink yelled.
Fantasy walked ova an replied, "Most goyls t'ink dat he is jist some heartbreakin bad boy from Brooklyn. Why?"
"I knew it!" Spot cried out. "Why do dey t'ink dat?"
Fantasy was jist bout ta answer when a goyl ran in da room an yelled, "Blinky!" Den she ran ova an hugged him. "How are ya?"
"Jive?! I thought dat ya moved ta Santa Fe!" Blink replied.
"I did but I'm back. I thought, how could Blinky live witout his goyl?" Jive replied.
"HIS GOYL?!?!?!?!?" Fantasy yelled. Den she left da Lodgin House wit Spot runnin out behind her.
Before Spot left, he said, "Ya done it dis time Kid." Den he ran out da door afta Fantasy.
"What's goin on?" Jive ast confused.
"I'se broke up wit ya! Fantasy, da goyl who jist ran outta here, is me goyl now!"
"Oh, I see. I leave for one year an ta find an ta find anudder goyl!"
"I broke up wit ya! Before ya left, I'se said, 'We ain't tagether no more'!"
"Oh, I thought dat ya meant we ain't gonna be tagether cause I'm gonna be in Santa Fe."
"Fantasy!" Spot called. "Wait!"
Fantasy stopped quickly an turned around. She wiped her eyes an ast, "Hiya Spot. What'sa matta?"
"I should be askin ya dat. Listen, Jive is Blink's old goyl. She moved ta Santa Fe. Kid broke up wit her before she left. She still loves Blink though." Spot explained.
"Does he still love her?" Fantasy ast weakly.
"No way! He loves ya Fantasy don't doubt dat. Jive was his foist love, jist give him time."
"All right Spot. Can I tell ya something witout ya takin it da wrong way?" When Spot nodded, she continued, "Before I eva saw Blink, before I was in love wit him, I was in love wit you. Dat's why dere's dat rule wit uppa class goyls bout bein in love wit a newsie. Dey said dat I could neva be wit ya so dey made dat rule."
"Ya loved me?" Spot said, trailin off.
"Yeah, an I still do - a little bit."
"Really?"
"Yes, Spot, but please don't tell Blink."
"I promise."
Spot an Fantasy walked back ta da Lodgin House. When dey walked in, Blink an Jive were makin out. "BLINK!!!!!!!!" Fantasy shrieked an ran back out.
Spot walked ova an pulled Blink an Jive apart. Den he slugged Blink in da stomach. "She loves ya Blink an what do ya do? Hoit her by bein wit Jive. See ya around. Don't be surprised if Fantasy doesn't come back."
"Fantasy?" Spot called out softly. "Is dat you?"
Fantasy was sitting next ta da Horace Greely statue. "Oh. Hi Spot. What do ya want?"
"I jist wanted ta know dat I don't t'ink Blink'll be doin anythin like dat soon."
"What did ya do ta him?" Fantasy ast.
"Nothin much, I jist punched him in da stomach. Do ya wanna come ta Brooklyn wit me?"
"Yeah, but foist, lemme go tell da guys where I'm goin." Spot took Fantasy's arm an led her back inside. Everyone was talkin ta Jive. Fantasy cleared her throat an said, "I'm goin ta Brooklyn with Spot. Good - bye everyone, Jive, Blink."
"Fantasy wait!" Blink called. "Don't go."
"I can see that you still love Jive Blink and I do not wish to jeopardize that love. I will be on my way now. Good - night everyone. And Blink, I loved you. Obviously you threw that away when you kissed Jive. I'll see you around." Fantasy took Spot's arm and left.
Spot walked back in witout Fantasy an said, "Your loss is my gain Blinky. Ya got your goyl an I got mine."
Blink grabbed Spot's arm. "She's mine Spot Conlon, don't take her from me."
"Too late. She stopped bein your goyl wheneva ya kissed Jive. See ya around."
"Man, I dont' believe this!" Blink yelled once Spot had left.
"It's ya own fault Blink. Ya did kiss Jive." Mush said.
"But it didn't mean nothin!"
"Not ta you. But it said alot ta her." Race advised. "Once, I kissed me cousin on da cheek an me goyl thought dat she was someone else an broke up wit me. Don't worry Blink, ya know Spot. He's jist a heartbreakin bad boy from Brooklyn - at least dat what goyls say. Fantasy'll be back wit ya within a week."
"I hope so." Blink said, lookin out da door afta Spot an Fantasy.
"Are ya all right?" Spot ast.
"Yeah, why?"
"Blink was kissin Jive, his ex-girlfriend an ya saw em, last time I checked dat was cause ta be not okay."
"Spot, I jist figure dat if he's happy wit Jive den who am I ta stop em? I mean, I'll pry jist go home an say dat I fell of da bridge an dat I'm okay again. Dat I couldn't remember who I was til now."
"Stay wit me." Spot said suddenly.
"I couldn't."
"I love ya, stay wit me."
"What?!"
"Fantasy, I've loved ya since I foist met ya. But you was Blinky's goyl an I ain't dat kinda guy. So, I'se just pretended dat it didn't bother me none when it was drivin me crazy."
"I'll stay Spot."
Spot lifted da key off his neck an put it around Fantasy's. "Dis way, even when we're apart, you'll always have da key ta me heart."
"That's so sweet. But, den, you're da heartbreaker of Brooklyn."
"Why do people call me dat?" Spot ast.
"Cause ya got a new goyl almost every month! Afta ya have ya fun, dey're gone!"
"I didn't t'ink dat you'd listen ta rumors like dat."
It's true Spot. What about Starshine? Ya went out wit her for bout a month den let her go. 'Member what happened afta dat?"
"No, what happened ta her? No one eva told me."
"Are ya serious Spot?" Fantasy ast. When Spot nodded she continued, "She killed herself. She left a note dat said dat she couldn't live witout ya."
"No one eva told me dat."
"But den Starshine was depressed an ya set it off. Don't blame yaself for it. Spot, lata can we go back ta Manhattan? I left some of me stuff dere."
"We'll go tamorrow."
"I really screwed up wit Fantasy, didn't I?" Blink ast Mush.
Mush nodded. "Oh yeah, really, really, really bad. Ya kissed ya old goyl an she saw. Now, she's in Brooklyn bein Spot's goyl."
"Blink," Jive timidly spoke up, "I jist wanted ta say dat I'm sorry. I didn't mean ta mess everythin up like dis. It's jist dat, I still love ya."
"I know ya do. But I love Fantasy, even if she is wit Spot. I can't change how I feel. Don't t'ink for one moment dat jist cause Fantasy's wit Spot don't mean dat I'll eva stop lovin her for one second. She's da same goyl dat I always loved, jist she don't love me back." Kid Blink stared out da window.
"Blink ... I-I-I-I neva knew ya felt dat way!" Fantasy excalimed. She had come on her own, witout Spot cause she knew dat he'd do more harm than good.
"Fantasy! Ya came back!" Blink ran ova an hugged her.
"But now I got meself a problem."
"What's dat?" Blink ast.
"I'm Spot's goyl now." She held da key for everyone ta see. Blink's eyes got wide. Spot neva gave dat key ta anyone.
"What are ya gonna do?"
"Foist, she's gonna explain why she came ta Manhattan in da middle of da night witout tellin me." A voice from da door said. Fantasy turned around an gasped. "So Fantasy, are ya gonna tell me why ya come here?"
"Spot, I jist wanted ta see if Blink had a good explanation."
"Did he?"
"Yeah."
"Now what? Are ya gonna break up wit me an go out wit him or are ya gonna ignore me?"
"I'm jist gonna - I don't know!" Fantasy screamed an ran out of da house.
"Oh man. Youse guys got a problem." Mush said. "She loves ya both an ya love her back but she don't know who she loves more."
"How do ya know dat?" Spot ast.
"Fantasia talks in her sleep. Last night I hoid her talkin, she said 'I don't know which one I love more, Spot or Blink'. I'se jist up late lately."
Fantasia ran ta Medda's. When Medda opened da door she was surprised ta see her standin dere in tears. "What'sa matta honey?" Medda ast, lettin Fantasia in.
"Okay, I saw Blink kissin Jive, remember her? Blink's old goyl? She's back from Santa Fe. Well, afta dat I went ta Brooklyn wit Spot since I figured dat Jive was Blink's goyl again. So I was Spot's goyl. Den, when I came back ta get some of me stuff, I hoid Blink sayin dat he didn't love her or nothin. So now I don't know which of em I love an both of em are mad at me!!" Fantasia cried.
"Okay. Jive's back an she kissed Blink an ya saw em. Den ya went ta Brooklyn wit Spot? So now ya love Spot an Blink an ya don't know who ya love more?" Medda repeated.
"Exactly! I wish dat I knew." She sighed.
"Well, t'ink wit ya heart, not ya head. If ya love someone, ya hafta KNOW it in ya heart, not t'ink it in ya head. What do ya like bout Blink?" Medda ast. While she was talkin, Spot, Blink, Racetrack, an Mush had come in. Medda hadn't said nothin cause she wanted em all ta hear what Fantasia had ta say before dey started askin her all dese questions.
Medda nodded. "What about Spot?"
Fantasia smiled an giggled. "Spot's really sweet when he's not tryin ta be da toughest newsie in all of New York. He's kinda protective but in a good way. When I'm wit him, I feel safe, really safe."
Medda looked ova at da newsies. She raised her eyebrows an ast, "What bout Mush?"
"Mush?!" Fantasia sat confused.
"Yeah, Mush, ya seem ta like him alot."
"Please, don't make me any more confused than I already am. If ya make me tell ya all dis stuff, I'll pry end up likin Mush or Race."
"I neva said Race." Medda said gently.
Fantasia turned red an answered. "Um, oh boy."
"What bout Mush?"
"Mush is soooo sweet! He's quiet which is really cool. I like him alot, I guess. But I didn't say nothin cause thing is confusin enough already witout me makin it worse."
"An Race?"
"Race is hysterical! He's jist so funny. It's really, well, I can't describe it, ya know what I mean? But, see, I t'ink dat Race has his eye on Emily. I know she likes him, she jist won't admit it. An Morgan really likes Mush an dat's why I'm so nice ta em. Cause, I know dat dey love em but dey won't do nothin bout it cause dey ain't strong enough ta admit it ta themselves. They won't take da step dat involves bein dere. I jist wish dat dey could. I know dat dey stare at em all da time! Morgan is always starin at Mush an Emily never stops starin at Race. Sometimes, Morgan'll walk all ova New York lookin for Mush, jist ta look at him. Emily makes daily trips ta da track ta look for Race. Dey jist won't say nothin cause dey're good little rich goyls ... not like me."
"So, you're so nice ta Race an Mush cause yer friends like em?" Fantasia nodded. Medda continued, "So who do you love? Think with your heart, not your head."
Fantasia paused. Den she turned around an yelled, "I KNEW IT!!!!! Youse jist wanted ta hear what I said bout ya!"
"Calm down Fantasia." Blink said, steppin toward her. Spot, Mush, an Racetrack jist stood dere.
Fantasia hugged Blink. "Sorry Medda. I thought wit me head foist, den me heart!"
"What?!" Blink exclaimed confused.
"Well, I thought dat da guy I wanted ta be wit would try an help em calm down. Blink was da foist one ta try so I'm wit Blink. Well ... dat is if he wants ta be wit me."
Blink leaned ova n kissed her. "Coise. C'mon, let's go."
Fantasia shook her head. "We gotta go somewhere else foist."
Emily an Morgan were sittin in Emily's house. "I just wish that Samantha was still alive so we could tell her that she should have gone with that newsie." Morgan said thoughtfully.
Den dey hoid a knock at da door. Emily opened it an screamed when she saw Fantasia, Kid Blink, Spot Conlon, Mush Meyers, an Racetrack Higgins in front of her. "Samantha!! I thought you were dead!!"
Everyone stepped inside an Fantasia said, "Me name's Fantasia now an I'm supposed ta be dead so be quiet."
"My God! What happened?!" Emily ast. "Oh, hello Racetrack."
Racetrack ran his hands through his hair, which he did when he was nervous, an nodded, "Hiya Emily."
"Where did you go?" Morgan ast. "Hi Mush!"
"Well, I was livin wit da newsies but I had ta come see ya cause I know how youse feel bout a few of em so, here dey are."
Spot jist stood dere awkwardly. "Dis is Spot Conlon, ya know, da heartbreakin bad boy from Brooklyn."
All t'ree goyls nodded. Spot pushed Fantasia hat down over her eyes. "I ain't like dat!" Fantasia pulled her hat back up an playfully punched Spot in da arm.
"Listen, my father's coming home so you'll leave now. We'll meet you all outside the Newsboys Lodging House tomorrow night." Emily said. Everyone nodded an left.
On da way back, da Delanceys appeared wit some of da newsies from Harlem.
"I told ya dat I'd get ya back Blinky. No one insults me an gets away wit it." Hawk said.
"Hiya Blink. We promise we won't hoit ya, much." Oscar scoffed.
Dey grabbed Spot, Mush, Racetrack, an Fantasia an pulled all of em away from Blink. Da Delanceys soaked Blink. Afta dey was gone, Morris said, "Dat's what ya get for messin wit us. Don't do it again, if ya live for dere ta be an again."
Fantasia threw herself on da ground next ta Blink. "Blink! Wake up Blink!" Blink didn't answer, he was barely breathin, it was jist a raspy slow breathin. Mush carried Blink back ta da Lodgin House. When dey got dere, Fantasia called up her father an confessed what she had done, "Please father! One of my friends is dying! How good a friend? He's my boyfriend!! Please send the doctor I beg of you, if you don't you will never find me! Send the doctor to the Newsboys Lodging House as soon as you can!"
"Well, it doesn't look good Samantha." Dr. Harrison said gravely. "I don't think that he'll live."
"Why don't you go in and see him? He's partially awake but he'll die shortly." The doctor suggested. Fantasia nodded and walked inta da room.
"Blinky? Blinky are ya awake?" she whispered.
"Fantasia?" he mumbled softly. "Is dat you?"
"Blinky! What did ya do ta Hawk dat he had ta soak ya for it?" Fantasia ast.
"I jist left Harlem an insulted him a little. What did da doctor tell ya?" Fantasia's eyes started to water. "I thought so. How long do I got left?"
"Blink you can't die! I love you!" Fantasia sobbed through her tears.
"I love ya too but dere ain't nothin either of us can do bout it. Jist promise me somethin."
"Whateva ya want Blink."
"If ya hafta be wit anudder newsie after I die, I want it ta be Spot."
"Spot? But youse always fight bout me!"
"Spot's da only other guy dat I trust ya wit. Promise me."
"I promise ya Blink."
"I jist didn't t'ink dat I'd die dis soon witout gettin ta be wit ya longer. I love you Fantasia, don't ever forget bout me."
"I won't forget ya Blink, I promise." Fantasia said, startin ta cry.
"Afta I die, take my eye patch ta remember me by Fantasia."
"Do ya really need it Blink?"
"No, it was jist for sympathy."
"Can I take it off?" Blink nodded an Fantasia took it off. He had anudder beautiful eye behind it. "There. I guess I'll keep it now." She put da patch in her lap.
"At least I got what I wanted in life, a Saturday night wit da mayor's daughter." Blink laughed stiffly, as if it hurt.
Fantasia smiled through her tears. She leaned ova an kissed him. He kissed her back. Den he laid down, closed his eyes, an stopped breathin. She walked outta da room an said half cryin, "He's dead."
She sat down in a chair next ta her. She started ta cry harder. Da doctor went in and came back out and announced, "She's correct. I'm sorry. Your friend, Kid Blink, is dead. I'm very sorry Samantha."
Spot sat down next ta her an put his arm around her. She leaned inta him an cried inta his chest. He stroked her hair. Mush said, "Hey Spot. Her boyfriend jist died, why don't ya let her alone? We know ya love her but jeez!"
Fantasia shook her head at Mush. "One of da last things dat Kid Blink said ta me was, 'If ya hafta be wit anudder newsie afta I die, I want it ta be Spot'. He said it was because Spot's da only other guy he trusts me wit."
Da next day when Spot was gonna leave, Fantasia went wit him. "I hafta leave," she explained, "Everythin in Manhattan reminds me of Blink. I'll see you guys lata."
"Bye Fantasia!" everyone called. "Come back soon as ya can!"
"I will if I can ever come back! Come ta Brooklyn some time!" she called back.
Dat night, Fantasia dreamt of Blink. "Don't forget me Fantasia, I love ya. Don't eva forget me. I love you." Blink said. Dey were by Tibby's, where dey had foist talked. He walked towards her an leaned up against one of da windows.
"I love ya Blink an I'll neva forget you. Good-bye." She whispered.
Dey leaned inta kiss and den Fantasia said, "Never forget me either."
"Wake up Joseph! Wake up!" his mother called.
Fantasia don't forget me! Good-bye!" Joseph called sittin up in bed.
"Joseph, were you dreaming of your great grandfather, Kid Blink again?" his mother, Mary ast softly.
"But this time I was him! I was with the girl named Fantasia or Samantha Van Wyck." He replied.
"That was his girlfriend when he died. Did you dream of his death?"
"Yeah, I was with Fantasia and then I kissed Jive and she got mad and left with Spot. Then when I finally got her back, it was too late cause then Hawk soaked me so bad I died and left Fantasia with Spot."
"That's how he died. You were him in your dream? That's so odd."
Joseph nodded. He looked in his hand and he had a brown eye patch in it. The fourteen year old Joseph looked exactly like Kid Blink only a younger version of him. He put the eye patch on his left eye and said, "Call me Kid Blink from now on, in honor of my great grandfather."
After he got dressed he went downstairs. A girl was sitting at his kitchen table. "Joseph, I mean, Kid Blink, this is Samantha Van Wyck. She just moved here to Manhattan from Brooklyn, her great grandfather was the mayor around the time your great grandfather died."
The girl turned around and smiled at Joseph. "Hello Blinky. You know," she said, "I dreamt about my great grandmother last night and her boyfriend looked exactly like you only older."
"Do you go by Samantha?" he ast shyly cause he thought that this girl was very pretty.
"No, I go by my great grandmother's name. I'm Fantasia." She smiled back at him. "Do you wanna go to Tibby's? I think that our great grandparents would think it fine, since we're bothed named after them and they died before they could be together."
After everyone had left da room, Fantasia an Kid Blink appeared at da table. "They're finally tagether." Blink said.
"The chance we never got." Fantasia said. "I know that they'll be happy an we can finally stop those dreams they've both been having. They'll tell their grandkids that they finished something that we never got to start. An dat it all started wit a dream. A single dream."
Dey smiled at each other an disappeared tagether. Neither Samantha nor Joseph eva dreamt of deir grandparents again.
The End
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