The two had spent the whole night together. Julie had told him about The Fire, and Crutchie had told her about his life before they met, four years ago. For both of them, this was the first time they had ever told anyone about their pasts.
They had laughed and talked all evening. ( Which was totally bizarre, sorry couldn't help it! ) For that one night, Julie forgot all about her resolution to bury her emotions deep within her, and wore her heart on her sleeve. Though she still denied it, she was slowly falling for the hazel-eyed newsie.
The next morning, Julie hurried off to work. When she arrived, however, there was no one there. Was she early? She sat waiting for fifteen minutes. Finally, she saw Crutchie, Jack, Race, and Specs approaching.
"Where is everyone?" she inquired.
"Oh, no one told you?" Specs asked, confused. "Today's our day off!"
"Since when do we have a day off?" Julie wondered aloud. Specs shrugged.
"Anyways," Jack said. "We's all headed down ta Brooklyn for da day. Wanna come?"
"Sure!" Julie grinned. This would be interesting..........
About twenty minutes later, Julie and the other had arrived in Brooklyn. Romeo hurried up to her. "Come on! You haven't met the king of Brooklyn yet!" he exclaimed and dragged her off, the others following close behind.
"Here's the newbie Ise was tellin you 'bout!" Romeo announced. Julie found herself face to face with a tall, dark haired boy of about eighteen. Something in the furthest corner of her memory stirred.
"This 'ere's Spot Colon, king of the Brooklyn newsies!" Race proclaim, and bowed. Mush,who had been talking to Spot when they got there, punched him in the arm.
Spot smirked at her. "So dis is da one you was goin on 'bout? The one who made dat brilliant escape from da refuge? He's kinda unimpressive."
" Merci, monsieur," she rolled her eyes, but she wasn't really paying much attention to his insult. Instead, her brain was going a mile a minute, calculating possibilities. (Note "merci, monsieur" is french for thank you, sir)
Spot raised his eyebrows. "Crutchie, can you come with me for a second?" Julie asked. He nodded and followed her away from the group.
"Julie, what's wrong?" he whispered, worry creeping into his eyes.
Julie looked up and said in a barely audible voice, "Spot is......... my brother."
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Hidden ( A Newsies Fan Fiction)
FanficCompleted!!! Julie Spear is a 15 year old girl who has spent most of her life hiding. She hid her emotions deep inside of her. When she escapes the refuge where she was living,(being held captive, more like) she becomes a Newsie. She pretends to be...
