Corbyn Besson's P.O.V.
I'm going on a weekend to New York with Sam, Daniel, Jonah, Zach, and Leia. I don't know why Jack isn't coming. We're currently at the airport cause we're flying. Currently, we're going through security.
"Hey, Corbs." Sam called
"Hey, Sam." I said, smiling, "You excited for New York?"
"Yep." She smiled, "I've been wanting to go there ever since I was ten." Then, her smile faded, "Though, I want Jack to come along too."
"I know." I sighed, getting through security. We sat on the plane, Sam next to me. She took out her phone, just in time for a notification to arrive. She clicked on it and FaceTimes Jack. My eyes widen as I saw his hair. His hair is straight, no more curls.
"Jack. What the..." Sam mutters.
"Hey, Sam." Jack greeted.
"Hey, Jack." She greeted back with a raised brow, "What happened to your hair?"
"I straightened it." He chuckled.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"No reason. Just felt like it. But I got something to tell you."
"What?"
"I'm actually in New York right now."
"Wait, really?"
"Yes." Sam smiled, "Well, that's cool! Right, Corbs?" She turned the phone towards me.
"Yeah. Totally." I agreed. A person walked in, telling Jack something that we can't quite distinguish. Jack nodded then looked back at us, "I gotta go guys."
"Okay. See ya." The call ended.
***
Daniel Seavey's P.O.V.
We just landed and Jack greeted us at the airport.
"Hey!" The usual greetings erupted, aside from asking what happened to Jack's hair, before we called for an Uber.
"There's a play opening tonight that's really cool. It's called Newsies. You guys should go to it. It's at the New Amsterdam Theatre." Jack stated as we walked towards the Uber.
"Well, let's watch it." Jonah said.
"Okay. Cool." Jack smiled. We entered the uber, waiting for Jack.
"Aren't you gonna come?" I asked.
"I have my own. I still have some place to be. See you guys later." He closed the car door and the driver drove.
"Weird." Sam commented beside me.
"Yeah." I said. I bought a newspaper and went to the theatre or movie section, one thing quickly gaining my attention.
"Guys, come look at this." They gathered behind my shoulders. Gasp erupted as I can feel their eyes widening, "Jack Avery, lead role for the new play, Newsies."
It was silent for awhile, Sam being the first one to speak, "That explains the hair."
"Yeah, it does." Zach said, "We should go see it though. We should support Jack. Plus, the play sounds interesting."
"Yeah." I agreed.
"Let's get to the hotel to drop our things first. Then, go to the New Amsterdam Theatre." Jonah said.
"Okay." I said.
Soleia Livingston's P.O.V.
I set my bags down, looking around the room. I sat on the bed in the hotel room that Jonah and I are sharing.
