Their Secret Life
Disclaimer: I do not own Annie. But I do think it's the world's greatest musical!
Annie flopped on her bed. She couldn't believe it, she was now officially adopted by the Oliver Warbucks, the biggest billionaire in the whole city of New York. She thought about her friends back at the orphanage and smiled. They were finally safe from harm and out of Miss. Hannigan's evil clutches. Not only that, they would most likely soon be moving out of the orphanage themselves as President Roosevelt had promised them all that he would see to it that each and every one of them would be adopted by a fine family.
Annie sighed happily. For the first time in her life, she finally felt like she was wanted. Well, she probably felt like that for the short time she had been with her parents. But she couldn't remember that, she had only been a baby. And although, it had been found out that her parents were honestly, truly dead, she still felt as though something was missing. But she wasn't about to let Daddy Warbucks know that. He had made her the happiest kid on earth. Not to mention, she was soon going to have a mother as well. Daddy Warbucks had proposed to Grace!
"Annie! Are you ready for bed yet?" she heard Daddy Warbucks call from somewhere out in the hallway. At the sound of his voice, Annie snapped back to reality and leaped off her bed. She quickly ran to the closet and pulled out a nightgown. Shutting the door to her room, she swiftly changed into her bedtime clothes, pulled back the covers, and climbed into bed. Just as she had pulled the covers up, there was a knock on her bedroom door.
"Come in!" she cold. The door opened and Daddy Warbucks entered the room.
"Hi honey."
"Hi Daddy Warbucks."
"Are you ready for bed?" Annie smiled at him.
"Sure am Daddy Warbucks." Oliver smiled back at her. And for a moment he just stood there looking at her and taking it all in. Here she was, his daughter. It felt good to know that he could officially call her that now. And looking at her smiling face told him that he had done the right thing. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
"Good-night sweetie. Sleep tight, I'll see you in the morning."
"Good-night Daddy Warbucks." Oliver kissed her one more time and quietly left the room, shutting the door behind him. Annie began to snuggle down into the blankets and there was another knock at the door. "Enter!" she called out. The door opened again and Grace stepped into the room.
"Hey sweetheart."
"Hey." Grace walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it.
"So, how do you feel?"
"Excellent! I love being adopted. But I can't help but think something's missing."
"I see, still having doubts somewhere about your parents death."
"Exactly. And I just don't get it Grace President Roosevelt delivered the news himself. So how can I possibly still have doubts that they are dead?"
"Well, it may be a little hard for you to accept it. And no matter how much you learn to accept it, you will always still have that hope that the fact they are dead is all just a dream. I would know, I felt exactly like that when I learned that my father had passed. And although, I have learned to accept it, there's still that part of me that thinks it's all just a dream. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Surprising, yes, I do."
"Good," said Grace. She kissed Annie on the cheek, got up, walked to the door, opened it, and slipped out. "Good night," she whispered before closing the door.
"Good night," Annie whispered back. She then turned over and fell asleep.
Hey guys! Sorry this first chapter was so short but it's late and I have to go to bed. But I promise that the next chapter will be longer. I am thinking of making it about a dream that Annie has. This is my first Annie fic by the way, so tell me what you think so far. Let me let you in on a little secret, that feeling that Annie is getting plays a big part in the main idea of the story. What do you think I have in store for her?
