I wrote a new story. I love Spot! Thanks to elizabethbennet3553, who is, and always will be my musical buddy! :) (By the way, she's Elizabeth, and I'm Jane) I'se is Spot's goil, so hands off :)
JANE'S POV
"Lizzy! Look, it's him!" I squealed as Spot Conlon appeared on the screen. We were in our dorm at the private Academy For The Advanced Arts; AFTAA for short. I was taking a major in Musical Theater; our homework assignment was to watch Newsies (which I practically knew by heart) and impersonate a character for a day, I had already chosen Spot Conlon.
"Jane, calm thyself, I see it's him," Elizabeth sighed, exasperated. She majored in Script Writing and Language.
"How can I be calm? It's like, perfection, in guy form!" I squealed again as he and Jack 'Cowboy' Kelley spit-shook on screen. Lizzy sat at her computer, typing a thousand words per second, probably another fanfic about Pride and Prejudice.
"It's just Spot Conlon, it's not like he exists," Lizzy said. My jaw dropped.
"Liz, he's The King of Brooklyn! Don't make fun of him, and Mr. Darcy doesn't exist either!" I retorted, sticking my tongue out at her.
"Fine, you win, 'Spot exists', happy?" she said, smiling. I nodded and laughed, returning my attention to the screen as the song "Seize the Day" began. I sang along, not caring if I was out of tune or off pitch. Lizzy grimaced at the computer, but remained silent, smart girl. I watched with rapt attention. I squealed as Spot jumped onto the fire escape, "Neva fea, Brooklyn is hea!" I said right along with him. Chloe laughed from across the room, I silenced her with an angry "Shh!"
"Wanna stargaze?" she asked.
"One sec, King of New York is on, right after that though!" I did another sing-along before grabbing a blanket off the couch and heading outside with Lizzy at my heels. I spread the blanket over the warm California ground, and sat down. The school had an expansive lawn, 5 square miles of manicured grass that felt like carpet, and some beautiful gardens and fountains. Lizzy and I shared the dorm at the very back of the building; all the dorms near us were deserted. This was mostly because we were the two females of the seven students that stayed for the summer program. The guys were Paul, Kieran, Zach, Angelo, and Jack. The boys' dorm was on the other side of the school, as far away from us as possible. I looked up into the night sky, searching for the North Star (a.k.a. Polaris). Suddenly, a shooting star flickered in the black background before streaking into oblivion.
"MAKE A WISH!" Lizzy shrieked from beside me, clenching her eyes shut. I wish that Spot Conlon was real, and came to our school! I wished as hard as I could, squinting in spite of myself. I heard Liz laugh and I opened my eyes, "Jane, you looked like you were going to have a brain aneurism! Wow," she laughed harder as I crossed my eyes at her.
"Let's just say I take my wishing very seriously," I laughed at myself. "I'm kinda, *yawn* tired Liz. I'm going in to bed," I stood and stretched. I walked towards the building, and headed into our room. I brushed the grass off of my Newsie P.J. pants and my homemade 'Spot Conlon's Goil' t-shirt. I lay down in my bed and closed my eyes, welcoming the dark.
JACK'S POV
I was watching T.V. when I heard two knocks on the door. I grunted out a "Got it," and lumbered over. I opened it to face a guy about a half inch shorter than me with brown-blond hair and strange gray-blue eyes. I raised my eyebrows, "What are you doing here so late, do I know you?" I asked in a jumble.
"My names Gabe, Gabe Conlon; my friends call me Spot; I'm new here. Sorry it's so late, our car got stuck in a hole in da road," he said with a slight accent.
"Where you from?" I asked, ushering the new kid inside. I took his duffel bag and his suitcase; setting them up against the wall.
"Brooklyn, I'm hea on a scholarship," he said, explaining everything in short. I walked into the 'living room' and whistled to get everyone's attention.
"This is Spot Conlon, newest member of our dorm. He's here on a scholarship, anyone wanna make an introductory statement?" I welcomed Spot. I majored in Public Speaking, so 'opening statements' were practice for me.
"Yeah," Zach stood up, "Jane is mine, so hands off." Spot nodded. Zach was pretty menacing, even with a 5'6 height.
"My name is Jack, that's Angelo, Paul, Kieran, and you met Zach," each boy waved as he was introduced, except Zach, who scowled. Spot grabbed his bags from the wall and lugged them over.
"So, where do I stay?" he asked. I grabbed one of the heavy bags and showed him to the extra room. "Tanks," he said, I liked his accent. I went back to the T.V. with the rest and finished watching the movie "Newsies" it was Zach's Musical Theater homework. He had to find a character and try to imitate him, Zach wasn't paying much attention until he heard the words, "Brooklyn is Spot Conlon's territory." Everyone lurched forward in their chairs, eyes on the screen in avid attention as the boys named 'Jack' and 'Boots' walked into a dingy dockyard. A boy that looked just like our new roommate, and shared a name with him, said, "Hello Jacky-boy," with (our) Spot's accent. Our eyes were the size of dinner plates as Gabe made his reappearance.
"You guys okay?" he asked, without averting my eyes from the screen, I pushed 'rewind' and pulled Gabe over to sit next to me on the trashed couch. Brushing away potato chip crumbs and candy wrappers, he sat. "What's the big deal fellas?" he asked. I pressed play. He watched for a few seconds before going, "Is that possible? Cause I'm a little freaked out here,"
"So are the rest of us, Gabe-"
"Spot, I's don't care if it's in the movie. I hate the name Gabe…I'm Spot," he interrupted me.
"Anyway, Spot. Just to get to know you, what were your friends like back in Brooklyn?" I asked.
"Well, there's a Jack there too, and David; who has this little brother Les. They live in Manhattan; we take toins vistin each otha. I hang out with some of their friends a lot; they's all got crazy nicknames. Racetrack, he's a gambler, and Skittery, Snipeshooter, Bumlets, and Specs. What's wrong?" he saw our expressions of shock and worry.
"Well, watch again," I rewound until the song "Carrying the Banner" came on. The newsies were introduced one by one, Spot's eyes got wider and wider; until I was afraid they'd fall right out of his skull.
"Dat, dat's dem. Those are my friends, all of 'em look the same as the guys back home. Come to think of it, I think I might need a good night's sleep. G'night," with that he stumbled into his room (which he was sharing with Zach and Paul) and fell into his bed with a "thud" we all heard. Even over the singing of forty boys on the television screen.
"I think Spot just passed out," Zach laughed. The strange coincidences of the night subsided when Kieran suggested that Spot was playing a 'new kid' trick to make him more respected here. The rest of us agreed and stumbled into our own rooms with 'Carrying the Banner Finale' ringing in our ears and the name 'Gabriel Damon' in our heads. Gabe Conlon? Whose nickname is Spot. Gabriel Damon played Spot Conlon; something fishy was going on here, naw; it was just a joke. I yawned and fell into my bed with a 'thud' to match Spot's.
SPOT'S POV
The more I tried to remember my audition for the scholarship, the less I could. All I could remember were some fights, and they were all smudged and broken. The memories were brief and in pieces; what had happened? I even remembered saying the lines from that movie, "Neva fea, Brooklyn is hea!" but that's not possible, unless I was actually the Spot Conlon from that movie. Impossible, right?
JANE'S POV
"Good morning Zach, how did you like the movie from MT?" I asked cheerily. I wished that wishes actually came true, but it was impossible, right?
"Well, we were watching the movie. Then we got sidetracked, around 9:30pm a new kid showed up. He's from Brooklyn, here on a scholarship," Zach said. Then he tried to loop his arm around my waist, to avoid his flirting; I stooped to pick a blade of grass. Zach's hand flopped back to his side; he acted like he hadn't tried anything.
"Brooklyn? Wow, what's his name?" I asked, tying the grass in a knot.
"Gabe, but his nickname is Spot," Zach said.
"No way," I squealed, "Is his last name Conlon?" I asked, Please, please, please; I prayed.
"Yeah, how'd you know?" Zach asked. Then he smirked, "The movie? I know you were the one who suggested we watch it and do the impressions."
"Guilty as charged," I blushed. Zach smirked again. I heard footsteps behind us as Spot charged up next to Zach.
"Zach, where is the Musical Theater building?" my wish had really come true. Because standing right there in front of me, was the flesh-and-blood Spot Conlon.
"Oh, hi Spot," I whispered before passing out, I saw the ground coming up to meet me. Two strong arms grabbed my waist and the world went black.
I woke up in the Theater building, Mrs. Denton flurried around and I sat up. I was laid on a pile of sheets in the prop room, Zach and Spot were learning to stage sword fights. "Hey, I wanted to learn how to do that!" I complained standing and walking up to them, they nodded like I had never even gone unconscious; the usual treatment to medical issues here.
"If you want, I'll spar with you," Zach offered. I politely refused and walked over to Spot.
"I'm Jane, pleased to meet you Spot," I said.
"How do you know my name?" he asked, I blushed at his accent.
"I heard from Zach that there was a new boy, and I know everyone else, so I just assumed," I babbled; unable to stop myself.
"You'se must be Jane," Spot spit on his hand and held it out to me.
I spit in my own hand and shook, Zach looked grossed out. "Yeah, I'm Jane. Don't worry about the guys, they're all pansies anyhow," I smiled reassuringly, motioning at Zach with my thumb.
"Oh, I ain't worried. I could take them out with very little trouble," Spot donned a gray cabby cap that had been on the floor next to him. "So, why did you faint?" Spot asked. I blushed.
"Well, I kinda like Spot Conlon, the movie character…and you're just like him. So I kinda freaked out, besides I made this stupid wish last night with my friend Lizzy and here you are!" I put my hand over my mouth at the last part. I picked up a sword and began sparring with Spot, just to make it look like we were doing something so Mrs. Denton wouldn't notice.
"What?" Zach butted in.
"We were wishing on shooting stars, and I wished for something…it sorta happened," I smiled sheepishly. A look of pure relief filled Spot's eyes, Zach didn't notice. Zach was too busy trying to flirt, I just thrust my sword. Zach parried, exactly what I wanted, with a deft twist of my wrist and a slight thrust, I flipped his sword out of his hands. Then I fell to a crouch, and spun one leg out in front of me, tripping Zach who fell to the wooden floor with an "Oof". I stood up in one fluid motion. Spot and Mrs. Denton clapped, Zach groaned. Spot and I resumed our talk about the movie, and Zach went off to help Mrs. Denton with some costume organization.
SPOT'S POV
So, Jane had wished me here to AFTAA; too bad for Zach, who apparently had 'dibs' on Jane. It didn't matter to me; I knew that he didn't stand a chance against the fictional character Jane so adored. Zach tried to kiss her on the cheek; she just thrust her wooden sword forward. Zach parried, and Jane twisted her wrist and thrust; forcing Zach's sword out of his hands and onto the floor. With a smooth trip, Zach soon joined it there. I clapped in spite of the Death Glare I was getting from Zach. I resumed my talk with her about Newsies and Brooklyn and all of my friends. She looked really interested, staying me off with barely any attention to what she was doing wither sword. She invited me to join her and her friend Lizzy at lunch. I gladly accepted, seeing as I probably wouldn't be very welcome sitting with the other guys. (Not after this anyways)
LUNCH
I sat down next to Jane and a blond girl with blue eyes; she looked almost like Jane, but was slightly taller and sat more straight backed. As soon as they were next to each other they were tittering and joking, Jane introduced me to Elizabeth, her roommate. I nodded a hello and bit into my hotdog, not as good as New York's (As good as New York's got in 1899) Elizabeth stared at me with a shocked expression on her face before saying to Jane, "Omigosh, your wish, it came true! He's sitting right here at AFTAA! No way, where's Mr. Darcy!" she looked around expectantly.
"I'm not sure; Zach only said there was one new guy. And it's my friend Spot here!" she said, patting my shoulder. I looked up at her, she was beaming. I didn't know that someone could even be that happy. Jane was a very upbeat person, as I soon learned. She was nearly never upset, even when I said I couldn't make it to the Musical-a-thon she was having. After math and science (the basic necessities) I realized I didn't have enough homework to stop me. So I met her by her locker to tell her I could come. One my way I saw Zach and Paul; Zach gave me a dirty look and Paul didn't even glance my way. At least I had found two good friends.
MUSICAL-A-THON
We watched Peter Pan, Newsies (which kinda weirded me out, cause whenever 'I' was on; Jane would squeal or clap, or hug me), and Mary Poppins. Jane asked if she could try on my gray cabby cap, and then whipped out a camera and took a bunch of pictures of her, me and Lizzy wearing it. She was really excited to have me here; I was her wish come true after all. After the movies were over, I said my goodnights and left for my own bunk. Not at all expecting the hostility that was waiting for me in my room.
"So, you and Jane were watching a bunch of movies together huh? I thought I warned you that she was mine?" Zach threatened.
"Well, you coitenly ain't hers. She hugged me at least forty times during Newsies. You will never be used to seeing yourself on a television, trust me. It is really weird," I said, changing into my pajamas and slipping into bed.
"Well, stay away from Jane, dream boy or not," Zach said. He turned his back to me and drifted off to sleep; I sat and thought about all that had happened. What is a movie character like me doing in real life? With a girl? A girl who just might be a tiny (HUGE) bit obsessed with you. With that, I fell asleep.
JANE'S POV
"Please Spot? Can I try on your hat?" I begged him.
"Fine, but don't get it doity!" I loved his accent! I swiftly pulled the hat off his head and hugged him, pulling out my camera. I posed in it, Lizzy posed in it (Bless her heart!) and I took pictures of Spot in it. In case I found out I was dreaming the next day, or hallucinating or something crazy like that. I took pictures of Spot, Lizzy, and I all together on my couch. I was getting sort of sleepy when Spot said his goodnight and left me with a bored Lizzy. "Wanna-"
"Goodnight Jane," Liz said.
"Night Lizzy, sorry about Darcy!" I comforted her.
"It's fine, I just wonder, how long will Spot be here?" she asked.
"I have no idea, but I hope that it's forever!" I giggled and changed into my pajamas. I fell asleep, dreaming of my new friend.
It sounds like I have to introduce some new summer students and if anyone wants to be one, send me a message! I am also adding another teacher, so again...anyone want a part? I need some new goils, so be my guest. :)