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Notes: The others still do not know that Notes is a girl and my shitty writing

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Third POV

Race ran back into the lodge house in a state of panic. He didn’t know where she was. Where she ran too. It was dawn when he ran up to Jack’s Penthouse. “Jack” he huffed out “Jack… Jack!” Race yelled in frustration needing him to wake up desperately. The panic driven boy grabbed him by the shoulders shaking him awake. “Hmm… hmm…” Jack groaned in frustration towards the boy franticly trying to keep him awake. “Race go back ta sleep it ain’t even light out yet” Jack sleepily while rubbing his eyes. “I can’t!” Race yelled “Alright then…” Jack yawned “This better be good Race,” “Notes… she’s gone! She ran away!” Race said desperately trying to hold back the piercing tears in his eyes. Without hesitation, Jack sat up and woke up every boy in the lodge house. “Alright boys, listen up! I’se need your help! Notes ran away and we’se don’t know where s…” Jack stopped himself remembering Rose’s secret. “he went! None of us are gonna rest tell we’se get him back here! Alright?!” The boys stood there in silence “Well? What are youse waitin’ for! Get movin’!”

With those last words, every Manhattan newsie was searching up and down the street. Left and right. No stone in Manhattan was unturned. Two days had passed and most of the boys has lost hope. But Jack, Race, Crutchie, and Davey were not going to be giving up so easily. They help searching every street day and night. It was the third night when three of the boys dropped. “Jack come on you need to get some sleep.” Davey said practically dozin’ off while speaking. Even Race was agreeing with Davey. “Jack” he put his hand on Jack’s shoulder “there nothing we can do. She’s not in Manhattan. All we can do is hope that she will come back.” Jack’s head dropped down in defeat. The walk back to the lodge house was silent. Not one of them would dare to break the silence. They finally reached the lodge house when Davey and Crutchie walked through the doors. But before Jack could follow along, Race grabbed his arm and pulled him aside. “Jack… I’se need ya ta tell me whats goin’ on with Notes… in the past month she has been wakin’ up late every night panickin’ and screamin’… Jack I need ta know whats happenin’ with her… please.” Race said desperately needing Jack to answer him. “Race… I don’t know if s-““Jack… please.” Jack sighed and led Race to sit down on a crate nearby. The stars flickered across the sky and tears filled Race’s eyes when Jack had finished the story. He sat in shock, shacking even from the thought of what Notes went through.

All the pain she endured for all those years. He wished he could have helped her, saved her from the horrible life. “Race there is one more thing… it’s… it’s her name…” Silence fell between the two boys. The only thing that can be heard is the faint sniffles from Race. “She… she wouldn’t want me ta tell ya this.” Jack mumbled “She wouldn’t want me ta tell ya any of this! However, you… youse deserve ta know. Youse have been carin’ for her the second she came into the lodge house. Even when youse had no clue ‘bout her secret. And when she told ya, youse started watchin’ over her like she was your own sister. Youse care so much ‘bout her you should know… that her name… her name is Rose.” That broke Race. He though that she had the most beautiful name he had ever heard. She was a wonderful person no matter the pain she has been through. But just the thought of house much pain she went through crushed his heart into a million pieces. The more he thought about it the more he broke down. Even the strike leader himself started to shed tears. He fell to the ground where Race was, placing his hands on his shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. “Race youse can’t say her real name ‘round her okay?” All he could so was nod. Jack helped the boys off the ground and led him inside carefully to his bed. Without speaking another word, Jack went straight up to his penthouse while racy lays in his bed, tears falling down his face staining his shirt.

Notes’ POV

“A sling on my arm, bandages wrapped ‘r-round my leg, a limp!” I said to myself slowly limping back across the bridge. “The boys are gonna be pissed.” I told Spot. I said I could walk back to Manhattan myself but him being as stubborn as I am he walked me to the end of the bridge. “Alright kid, this is where I’ll leave ya. Come back soon and… if anythin’ changes I’ll let ya know.” He said patting me on the back one last time. “Hey kid!” He yelled, “Stay safe!” I smiled at him and walked in the other direction. Walking back to the lodge house my mind wasn’t racing… it was silent. I wasn’t worrying about nothing… I was… at peace. A smiles spread across my face as I looked up at the stars. Taking in everything around me, making the peace I been yearning for last. For the first time in my life, I didn’t have a care in the world. Anything could happen in those few moments. But nothing did.

I walked back to the lodge house with a smile on my face. All the boys sleeping in their beds. They all seemed to be at peace as well. As I walk ta my bed, I didn’t see Race in his bunk… I didn’t think anything of it while I walked by. I made my way slowly to my bunk, limping and exhausted from all the walking. When I got to my bunk, Race was sitting beside it head resting on the bed. Stains of tears down his cheeks and his knees against his chest curled up. I took the blanket from my bed and draped it on top of him. I smiled down at the blonde boy before walking to the other side of the bed and laying down. A single tear fell down my face and my eyes shut.

Next Day

The sun hit my face as I heard the piercing morning bell ring throughout the lodge. My eyes fluttered opened to see Race still beside by bed the same way he was when I fell asleep. “Mornin’ Race” I said ruffling his hair. He ground softly as he slowly started to lift his head up “Mornin’ Notes…” Rubbing his eyes, he suddenly turn around and yelled “Notes!” In a matter of seconds, I was pulled into his arms. They quickly wrapped around me and didn’t plan to let go anytime soon. “Oh God kid... I… I’se been so worried ‘bout ya. Where did ya run off too kid? Why was you gone for three days? Are ya hurt?” He kept rambling on, asking me question after question. He was squeezing my shoulder tighter and tighter with each question he asked. Eger to know my answer but wouldn’t let me talk. That’s when I finally spoke up “Race!” I yelled with a chuckle “the mornin’ bell rung. We gotta go get our p-papes,” I said standing up out of bed stretching. Suddenly I was pulled back onto the bed with a laugh echoing through the room. “Youse think I’m gonna let ya go out sellin’? After you ran away, was gone for three days without tellin’ no one where youse were, and comin’ back in here lookin’ like ya just got soaked ten times over?!” I hesitantly nodded my head thinking I could get off the hook… boy was I wrong. “Nice try but you and I are stayin’ in this lodge house today so you can rest.” He stated in a very serious and protective tone. I looked up at him and sighed too tired to argue with him right now. Even with the five hours of sleep I got I was still so exhausted from the recent events. “Good” He laid me down so my head was back on the pillow. He pulled the blanket over me and draped an extra one around my back knowing I get cold easily. “Now youse stay here and relax okay? I’m gonna go ask Albert and Specs if they can pick up sellin’ for us today.” In an attempt to argue I opened my mouth to protest but by the time I did Race was already gone. I groaned in frustration and laid my head on the pillow. My eyes started to become heavier and heavier by the second and before I knew it I was asleep.

I must have been out for hours because when I woke up it was dark. Pitch black while the stars were shining bright. I looked around to make sure to make sure Race was nowhere to be found. When I knew the coast was clear I quickly and quietly made my way to the roof. I slowly climbed up the ladder taking in the night sky. As I step on the gravel roof, I was in awe about how beautiful the sky was. Lost in my thoughts I didn’t notice that someone else was on the roof with me. “Beautiful ain’t it,” The blond said taking his unlit cigar out of his mouth. Startled from the sudden comment I let out a squeal of fear. I thought I was alone… guess not. I looked at Race with an apologetic look walking towards him “Race I’m sor” I was cut off with a cigar put against my lips “Don’t be sorry. Ise know you, I knew you would have come up here even if I were still watchin’ ya. I understand. Just relax okay?” He said as he slowly took the cigar away from my lips. I nodded silently and sat down on the gravel roof. I sighed happily, as I sat down and stared at the stars. Race moved over to me and raised an eyebrow. “What never seen me at peace before Higgins?” I laughed, “Actually no I have not Rose.” Once he realized what he had said he started to go off rambling how sorry he was and not to be mad at Jack… Jack. I stood up and climbed down to his Penthouse where he was sitting, painting the night sky. I jumped down onto the metal bars making a loud clang to make my presence known. Jack jerked his head up and looked over at me. “Notes!” He stood up quickly “Youse okay! We tried” I put my hand out stopping him from continuing. “You told him everythin’…” Jack hung his head low and nodded with an apologetic look plastered across his face. I looked up at Jack but instead of yelling, instead of screaming, I walked over to him and hugged him. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. He was in shock and didn’t do much back. I understood, he probably thought I would yell. I pulled away and smiled. “Thank youse Jack. I would have n-never told him.”

Jack smiled and sat back down, bringing me down with him. For the rest of that night we sat and talked tell the morning bell rung that next morning. But what I didn’t know was what the next day would bring.

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