Chapter 8:

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Jess' POV

Papers flutter down on the emptying square under a haunting moon. Lost in the wreckage of the failed protest below, Jack paces frantically. I tried my best to calm him down.

"Jack I know this looks really bad right now, but we need to stay calm."

"Jess, how do you expect me to stay calm when our whole world is falling apart." Jack cuts me off.

"I think you need a breather." I whisper before sitting on the ledge. Jack grabs his head and angrily shakes the railing, making me flinch.

Santa Fe:

Jack Singing:
"FOLKS, WE FINALLY GOT OUR HEADLINE "NEWSIES CRUSHED AS BULLS ATTACK" CRUTCHIE'S CALLING ME
POOR CRIP'S JUST MOVES TOO SLOW
GUYS ARE FIGHTIN', BLEEDIN', FALLIN'
THANKS TO GOOD OLE' CAPTAIN JACK
CAPTAIN JACK JUST WANTS
TO CLOSE HIS EYES AND GO!"

Jack pants. Jess stares at him with wide eyes.
(As she should.)

"LET ME GO FAR AWAY
SOMEWHERE THEY WON'T EVER FIND ME AND TOMORROW WON'T REMIND ME OF TODAY AND THE CITY'S FINALLY SLEEPIN'
AND THE MOON LOOKS OLD AND GREY
  I GET ON A TRAIN THAT'S BOUND FOR SANTA FE"

"AND I'M GONE AND I'M DONE
NO MORE RUNNING. NO MORE LYING
NO MORE FAT OLD MAN
DENYING ME MY PAY
JUST A MOON SO BIG AND YELLOW,
IT TURNS NIGHT RIGHT INTO DAY DREAMS COME TRUE.
YEAH THEY DO.
IN SANTA FE"

"WHERE DOES IT SAY YOU GOTTA LIVE AND DIE HERE? WHERE DOES IT SAY A GUY CAN'T CATCH A BREAK? WHY SHOULD YOU ONLY TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN? WHY SHOULD YOU SPEND YOUR WHOLE LIFE LIVING TRAPPED WHERE THERE AIN'T NO FUTURE EVEN AT 17! BREAKING YOUR BACK FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S SAKE!"

"IF THE LIFE DON'T SEEM TO SUIT YOU, HOW ABOUT A CHANGE OF SCENE? FAR FROM THE LOUSY HEADLINES, AND THE DEADLINES IN BETWEEN"

"SANTA FE, MY OLD FRIEND
I CAN'T SPEND MY WHOLE LIFE DREAMING
THOUGH I KNOW THAT'S ALL I SEEM INCLINED TO DO I AIN'T GETTING ANY YOUNGER
AND I WANNA START BRAND NEW
I NEED SPACE. AND FRESH AIR
LET 'EM LAUGH IN MY FACE. I DON'T CARE SAVE MY PLACE, I'LL BE THERE
JUST BE REAL IS ALL I'M ASKING
NOT SOME PAINTING IN MY HEAD
CAUSE I'M DEAD IF I CAN'T COUNT ON YOU TODAY I GOT NOTHING IF I AIN'T GOT SANTA FE!"

Song Ends:

I sigh and walk towards the ladder. "Where you goin?" Jack whines.

"Out." I sigh. I look back up at him. "Don't follow me." He sighs and goes over to the ledge. I roll my eyes and leave.

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Jacobi's Deli, Next Morning.

Davey and the Newsies are quietly ignoring their drinks. Jacobi speaks up. "Drink up, boys. And don't never say I don't give you nothing. And before you say water is nothing, just ask a fish in the desert."Jacobi exits. Albert sits up.

"Why do old people talk?"

"To prove they're still alive." Race says. I nod in agreement. Katherine arrives with a newspaper.

"Good morning, gentlemen and Jess." The Newsies grunt in response. Katherine shakes her head. "Would you get a load of these glum mugs? Can these really be the same boys who made front page of the New York Sun?" They all jump up.

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