GUESS WHO GOT INSPIRED BECAUSE I LOVE ANNIE 2014 (It's the only valid annie don't me) Also if anyone has any idea for my other fics I'd love to hear it because I am BRAIN DEAD Please leave a review! :) Also I hope you know I rented the movie just for this. XD -Dossy
It was the last class period of the day at Gotham Public Schools before winter break, which for Diane Grayson meant history reports.
"So, even though he wanted to do a lot as president, he died of pneumonia after only thirty two days. So, we can all learn from William Henry Harrison and wash our hands so we have better immune systems. The End." The black haired girl smiled at the class as she finished with a bounce.
" Ok! Good job, Diane!" The teacher nodded, sending the girl back to her seat, "Diane G. your turn." A pair of blue eyes flashed up to the front with a wince.
"You sure there's time? I don't wanna keep anyone from vacation." Her blue eyes darted to the clock.
"Just get up here please." The teacher replied, "And where is your essay?" He prepared for the excuses. Diane just tapped her head.
"It's all up here, and it's more of a performance piece."
"Here we go." The teacher sighed sitting back down.
The acrobat grinned with a spark in her eye. After the go ahead from the teacher Diane turned to the class. "My president is Franklin Delano Roosevelt. He was elected in 1932, when almost everyone was poor. So, pretty much just like now, but without the Internet." She paused for the laughter. Pointing at the class she continued, "Everyone except the front row be the poor people. You're hungry and mad. So, growl and stomp your feet."
The class, suddenly way more awake started stomping and growling. Diane nodded. "Front row, good news, you're the rich people. Laugh and clap like you're better than everybody!" The front row let out a round of haughty laughter while they clapped.
"But Mr. FDR didn't like that everyone was poor, so he got them all jobs. He called it the New Deal. Work hard, and you get rich. So, when I tap you, you're rich." She walked among rows tapping several students. The growls started to loose power and the laughter grew.
"He had people build roads and got paid. Cut down trees, and got paid. Made it easy to buy a house, go to college. Soon, the whole country was happy. But don't worry, rich people. You're still better than everyone because you got even richer!"
The Bell rang and the students scattered as they ran to get out of the classroom.
"Good Job Diane!" The teacher called as she joined the rushing students. "Have a good vacation everyone!"
Several girls met Diane as she rushed down the stairs. "Are you going to make it in time?" one asked. "We'll cover for you!" Another replied, before even another one yelled, "Good luck!"
Diane's only response was to smile and reply, "Luck's for suckers." She ran down several streets, avoiding crime alley and the smoker's stop. She stopped in front of a rent a bike stand right as someone was returning their bike. "Got any minutes left?" She smiled hopefully up at the woman.
"About ten minutes" The woman replied looking confused.
"Can I use it please? I promise I'll return it for you!" The woman hesitated before nodding and handing the bike over. Diane flipped up onto it and yelled out, "Thanks!" Leaving the woman in the dust.
Blocks away Diane shoved the bike into the return and just barely made the metro, switching rails multiple times.
Her path was suddenly blocked by a mass of people and she paused to watch the billionaire Bruce Wayne get the crowd excited for a new product his company was selling.
Shaking her head, Diane pushed past the crowd and kept running. She finally pulled to a stop in front of a romantic restaurant just as a man was putting out a sign.
"Any reservations for a Grayson?" She asked the man pleadingly. His only reply was to sigh.
"Listen sweetheart, I told you if anyone I think is even remotely think is your parents, I'm going to let you know. Grayson! Layson! Hayson! Black! White! Whatever! I'll let you know!" He stared down at the small girl and huffed, "I'm guessing you're going to wait anyway huh?"
"Yup." She grinned back at him before turning around and sitting on the far street corner, sitting down, then pulling out her sack lunch from the day. The man watched her with a sad look on his face before shaking his head and getting to work.
Diane gave a sigh and fiddled with the heart necklace with a cut out of a robin in it.
Meanwhile a Mr. Bruce Wayne stood handing out the newest of Wayne Tech Phones. One woman stopped him as he handed her a phone with a smile. "I'm totally going to vote for you for Mayor now." He raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"Well this isn't a fundraising or campaign event, but I would love that!" The woman laughed and threw her arms around him in a hug much to his displeasure.
He quickly cringed away from her touch and after she let go Lucius Fox, Bruce's business manager and friend stepped forward and yelled, "OK that's it! We're done! Thank you!"
As he ushered Bruce away from the crowd Bruce shook his head. "Hose me down, I feel like I'm on fire." Bruce's campaign manager Rupert Thorne walked on his other side.
"You should clean your tongue, after kissing a few babies, you don't want to get colic." Lucius joked as he watched Bruce use hand sanitizer. To his horror Bruce nodded and put a few drops on his tongue. "Aw come on Bruce!" he groaned.
"What? You try shaking five hundred hands tell me how you feel?"
Suddenly a woman shouted from the crowd, "Marry me Bruce!"
Without even hesitating Bruce waved at them and replied "OK sure." Lucius just rolled his eyes.
Diane sat scribbling robins and elephants and her name with chalk on the sidewalk only to pause as a man and woman stepped out of a taxi. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding when they appeared as a newly wed Indian couple.
Hours later the owner closed shop and walked over to where Diane was sitting. He bent down and handed her a box. "Sorry they didn't come today." He said giving her a sad smile.
She only shrugged, "It's okay, besides I only come for the free cannoli."
"See you next Friday?"
"You know it!" Diane grinned as she started walking away.
Diane stopped at a corner shop and grabbed a bucket with a single flower in it. The shop owner, Arthur Brown, stuck his head out, "Hey girl! How'd it go?"
"Nah."
"Eh."
"Can I?" Diane held up the bucket.
"Sure! As long as you give those flowers to my lady!" He called as she ran across the street with a thanks.
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