Hello everyone! I have been getting bored with just typing up my other story (You've got me on my knees Leila) because the chappies are so long and I already know what will happen. So, I decided to put on a little performance of my own, it's a fantastic idea and it may just work better than a sensible one. SORRY! That was from the play I was in at school. Lets try agin. So, I decided to write a story and just see where reviewers(well the ones I hope to get) and the voices(haha NadaZimri knows all about those voices) take the story. I am also going to type short chapters to I don't get bored. Heres a beginning and I want everyone to tell me wat they think.
Disclaimer: you all know I don't own newsies.
A petite girl of about 16 or 17 strolled down the streets of Manhattan in a silvery blue ball gown. Her fair complexion and her dress seemed to glow in the moonlight from the orb hanging above her in the night sky. She didn't seem to be running from anyone, or upset at all, or even in a hurry to get anywhere. It just seemed that she was out for a thoughtful stroll and did not feel compelled to return home even as the last trace of light faded from the sky. This figure entranced a pair of eyes watching from an alleyway. She seemed to glide along with out touching the ground, almost like a ghost in the silvery light.
She turned a corner and was out of sight of the curious pair of brown eyes that had been quietly observing. He wanted know who she was and why she was walking down Main Street at two in the morning in a hoity-toity dress. He followed her, as stealthily as a cat and found that she had stopped and was now sitting on a bench in Central Park. He waited for half an hour, but she did nothing, just sat there and stared off into space, thoughtful. Finally after waiting for almost an hour, his curiosity got he better of him and he approached the girl.
"Do you always stalk young women around Manhattan?" a forceful voice demanded scaring the boy out off his wits. He hadn't expected her to speak first.
He ignored the question and introduced himself instead. "Me names Jack Kelly," he said as he extended his hand to shake hers. Now Jack, did have sense enough to not spit into his hand, but what he didn't realize is that young ladies such as herself never shook hands.
She looked at his worn grimy hand with disgust and simply said, "Indead."
Now, our poor Mr. Kelly was quite taken aback by this remark and sat there in awkward silence until he resolved to try and question her. "Um, whats yer name?"
"Gwendolyn Francisca Trafford, if you must know."
Now, our poor Mr. Kelly was also not well graced in how one should act around a lady and so he snorted and remarked "That's quite a big name for such a small girl." It was indeed true, Gwen was small, standing at only 4'11" and weighing only 100 lbs or so, but that did certainly not give Jack the right to say something like that (or so Gwen thought).
"Now that you have succeeded in being rude, will you kindly leave me alone?"
Jack was about to say something back, defending himself, when a large group of intoxicated newsies walked by. They spotted him and started calling his name. They made their way over to him, and no one could predict the feud that would commence in the next few minutes.
Now this is where you come in! I need you all to send me reviews for my chapter so far-or you could review my other story if you so choose.
-luv to ya all, and extra luv if you review either story
-smiley
Disclaimer: you all know I don't own newsies.
A petite girl of about 16 or 17 strolled down the streets of Manhattan in a silvery blue ball gown. Her fair complexion and her dress seemed to glow in the moonlight from the orb hanging above her in the night sky. She didn't seem to be running from anyone, or upset at all, or even in a hurry to get anywhere. It just seemed that she was out for a thoughtful stroll and did not feel compelled to return home even as the last trace of light faded from the sky. This figure entranced a pair of eyes watching from an alleyway. She seemed to glide along with out touching the ground, almost like a ghost in the silvery light.
She turned a corner and was out of sight of the curious pair of brown eyes that had been quietly observing. He wanted know who she was and why she was walking down Main Street at two in the morning in a hoity-toity dress. He followed her, as stealthily as a cat and found that she had stopped and was now sitting on a bench in Central Park. He waited for half an hour, but she did nothing, just sat there and stared off into space, thoughtful. Finally after waiting for almost an hour, his curiosity got he better of him and he approached the girl.
"Do you always stalk young women around Manhattan?" a forceful voice demanded scaring the boy out off his wits. He hadn't expected her to speak first.
He ignored the question and introduced himself instead. "Me names Jack Kelly," he said as he extended his hand to shake hers. Now Jack, did have sense enough to not spit into his hand, but what he didn't realize is that young ladies such as herself never shook hands.
She looked at his worn grimy hand with disgust and simply said, "Indead."
Now, our poor Mr. Kelly was quite taken aback by this remark and sat there in awkward silence until he resolved to try and question her. "Um, whats yer name?"
"Gwendolyn Francisca Trafford, if you must know."
Now, our poor Mr. Kelly was also not well graced in how one should act around a lady and so he snorted and remarked "That's quite a big name for such a small girl." It was indeed true, Gwen was small, standing at only 4'11" and weighing only 100 lbs or so, but that did certainly not give Jack the right to say something like that (or so Gwen thought).
"Now that you have succeeded in being rude, will you kindly leave me alone?"
Jack was about to say something back, defending himself, when a large group of intoxicated newsies walked by. They spotted him and started calling his name. They made their way over to him, and no one could predict the feud that would commence in the next few minutes.
Now this is where you come in! I need you all to send me reviews for my chapter so far-or you could review my other story if you so choose.
-luv to ya all, and extra luv if you review either story
-smiley