Chapter 13 - "Love is so Confusing."

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Race laughs, walking upstairs.

He quickly grabs his phone, opening the group chat.

The World's Newsies

Racecar: first off, who changed my name
Second miss Hannah just said 'chill' and her excuse was that she's trying to learn how to communicate with us kids

An Angel w/ a crutch: Miss Hannah is great

Sir flirts-a-lot: whos gonna tell Hannah that chill isn't that cool or new lol

Race rolls his eyes.

Racecar: dont. She'll figure it out

Specsavers: Finch changed your name.

I Like Birds: Tattletale!

Specsavers: I was answering his question.

Lock-pick: Tell Miss Hannah that I love her.

"Miss Hannah!" Race shouts.

"Yes?" Hannah calls up the stairs.

"Knobs says he loves you!" Race shouts, laughing a bit.

He heard Hannah's chuckles.

Racecar: Done.

Knobs: Thanks.

Pirate: aww. Knobs changed his name. How sad

Sandwich: race used capitalization. i is shooketh

Racecar: it was autocorrected

Yee haw: I had to take Davey's phone away because he's stressing over you all not using correct grammar, capitalization, and punctuation

Race laughs, putting his phone face down on his desk.

He looks in his backpack and takes out his notebook and a pencil.

He preferred mechanical pencils to regular pencils cause they looked nicer, you didn't have to sharpen them, and they worked better.

He knew Jack preferred regular pencils, but that may just be because drawing with mechanical pencils is interesting.

Race shakes the thoughts out of his head, starting to do his math work.

He found himself having a hard time focusing on his work.

For whatever unknown reason, Albert and Spot were on his mind.

His eyebrows furrow.

They're dating.

Yep.

We've known this, Racer.

We're they flirting with me though...?

No. That's just your hopeless romantic heart hoping that they're interested in you.

Race rolls his eyes at himself, turning to start doing his work again.

Am I sure that they aren't flirting?

They've called my eyes pretty a lot.

Albert blushes whenever I compliment them.

They hang out with me, alone, a lot...

And Spot asked if I knew what Polyamory is...

Race bites his lip, looking at the mirror on his closet door.

Oh my God, I've fallen for them.

For two people who're dating.

Race bangs his head on the desk in front of him, leaving it there.

Love is so confusing-

He felt hands on his shoulders.

He looks up, finding Jack and Crutchie staring worriedly at him.

"You okay?" Crutchie asks softly.

Race looks up at them, turning in his chair. "Why are you here?" He asks quietly.

"The Theatre thing." Jack answers. "You said we could do it together." He reminds him, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh..." the blonde boy nods. "Right, right. Does that mean Medda is downstairs?" He ask, looking out of his slightly open door and down the stairs.

Jack nods.

"You sure you're okay?" Crutchie asks Race, his green eyes still filled with concern.

Race bites his lip, before sighing. "I honestly don't know." He mutters, a bit defeated.

Jack and Crutchie sit down on Race's bed.

"Tell us." Jack tells Race. "We've probably been through it, so we can help." He states.

Race stares at him. "I seriously doubt it-" he starts.

"Tell us." Jack cuts him off.

Race rolls his eyes.

He stays silent for a moment, looking away from Jack and Crutchie, though he could still feel their gazes on him.

He sighs. "I fell for two people and I have a strong feeling they might've fallen for me, too." He mumbles, his face heating up.

Jack and Crutchie share a look.

Race looks at them. They know something I don't. That's the face they make when they do.

"Are these people dating?" Jack asks slowly, looking back at Race.

"Are you trying to help me feel better about my problem?" Race questions, a bit annoyed. "Cause I realize you're not supposed to fall for someone who's dating someone else."

"Is it Albert and Spot?" Jack continues, ignoring Race's statement.

Race blushes, lowering his head as he nods.

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Cliffhanger!
Also, I tried to make silly names for the Newsies group chat, but I kinda failed. I'm not at all creative and I've never used silly names before lol

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