Newsies : Undercover Newsie

Some People Care...Some People Don't

HEY GUYS!! SO SCHOOL'S OVER FOR ME!! WHICH MEANS MORE UPDATES! IN THE SPIRIT OF NO SCHOOL I DECIDED TO UPDATE BECAUSE OF stephanie WHO COMMENTED RECENTLY THAT IS THE ONLY REASON FOR MY UPDATING WELL THAT AND NO MORE SCHOOL! SO HERE ENJOY please tell me what you think!!
Dusty Pov
    Hoping no one would notice me slipping back into the grand hall I swiftly made my way through the crowds of people and heard something unexplainable. As I walked closer into the hall I looked toward the stage just to find a beautiful woman with red bouncy curls singing sounding like an angel, and for a second I felt a twinge of  jealousy and inferiority compared to her. Here was this beautiful woman that had all of the boys drooling over her and then there was me...did I even qualify as a girl anymore? I looked wistfully at her beautiful gown; I could never wear something that elegant and pull it off.
    I looked toward the table of boys from Manhattan and Brooklyn that were ogling her. I rolled my eyes. It  was disgusting. I made my way over to the table, jam packed with newsies and girls. Spot Conlon had three girls on his lap one was playing with his collar, the other whispering in his ear, and the third was kissing his neck. I felt like all the breath had been ejected from my lungs and replaced by a heavy dreadful feeling. The lump in my throat grew bigger as I saw the other boys and their girls. Mush and the beautiful blond girl were sitting next to each other animatedly talking, and every couple of minutes she would give a high pitched laugh and say.
"Oh Mush!" in that sickly sweet voice of hers. Needless to say I wanted to slap that huge smile she had strewn across her face telling the world, "I AM WITH MUSH MEYERS AND HE IS ALL MINE"! The slutty girl that racetrack had with him was, of course, sitting on his lap, that short pink dress was now up to her thighs.I glared and was disgusted by her. What kind of girl would go to that extent to make a guy notice her? It was pitiful and as much as I wanted to punch her I also felt a drop of pity for her, knowing that if she continued this, no guy would respect her. Then my eyes slid over to Jack who had his arm slung over a beautiful girl with rosy cheeks, eyes that sparkled like the ocean, and long glistening brown hair that seemed to shine whenever the light would hit it. By this time my stomach was doing somersalts, but as I looked over to Skittery I realized that he was all alone. I quickly walked over to him. As I did, I heard a disturbing silence from the occupants of the table. I felt their gazes fall upon me. I  hurriedly sat down onto the chair next to Skittery, as I felt a fervent gaze on me and I lifted my eyes, just to catch the eyes of a boy with orangish hues in his hair that seemed to shine in the light. He quickly looked away and began to turn various shades of pink. I turned my head and met a gaze of cold steel eyes... Spot...the girls where still snuggling up to him but all he was doing was looking at me with those soul-searching eyes of his.
"So, Spot. Nice company you got there must be fun multitasking".
I said smirking at him as his eyes narrowed into a dangerous position.
    The three girls looked up from their former positions at me startled. One got up, fixed her short skirt so it showed more skin, if that was even possible, and came up to me.
"Your Jealous I can fix that".
She cooed while she touched my shoulder.I slapped her hand away and she suddenly looked at me startled. It seemed as  if no one had ever rejected her.
"Sorry I like classy women who have self-respect".
I said lying through my teeth and looking at her with a sickened look on my face.The girl took a step back as if she was so overwhelmed that I had rejected her pass at me. I was done by this of the party by this point. Since I hadn't slept for days, drowsiness took over.
"Jack, I's sorry for whatever I's done to make you's hate me but can I please stay at the boarding house at least for the night"?
I asked completely out of the blue not paying any attention to the girl who was studying me as if I was to be dissected. Now, all of the tables' attention was directed towards me but I only looked at Jack with remorse and hoped for the life of me that he would let me stay.
"You don't have enough room already".
Said the girl next to Jack tugging at his sleeve.
    I looked at her in suprise. Never have I hated a person as much as I hated her at that moment. Did she even know what it was like sleeping on the streets? I suppresed the tears from spilling down my cheeks as I heard all of the Manhattan newsies telling Jack not to listen to her, I couldn't take it anymore...
"I understand".
I said as I fled the room while newsies ran after me. Jack still sat as unmoving as a statue with his girlfriend whispering sweet nothings into his ear.
    I lost the thundering echoes of shoes in the vast crowds of New York , or so I thought. As I ran down an unknown alley tripping over my own shoes trying to avoid newsies someone grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the shadows....