Another Newsies fic, ah life is good. Hope you guys like this! R&R I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!!!!!!!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Newsies Disney does. If I did then there would be no time to make movies.
The people own themselves, all of them. They're from camp and more will emerge.
The 'Color of Magic' is owned by Terry Prachett (well I own the book, he owns the copyright law)
The sun dawned on another June morning in New York City and flooded the windows of the Manhattan/Brooklyn Boys' Home. Blink was the first to open his blue eyes at the sound of the wake up bell.
"Mush, hey Mush, wha's da bell doin' on a Saturday mornin' like dis?" he asked the barely conscious brown haired boy beside him.
"How does I know? Go backs ta sleep," the boy called Mush groaned and rolled over.
"EVERYONE UP THERE! GET YOUR BUTTS DOWN HERE NOW!" a woman's voice bellowed up the stairs. At once all the boys were up and moving. Jack got into the washroom first and turned on a hot shower. The water streamed over his brown hair and he quickly made sure the other boys were still concentrating on doing other things. This was the only shower with warm water. Before he really had time to enjoy it a fist banged the door and Spot's familiar voice came.
"Get outta the frickin' showah!" Jack hastily turned off the water and threw a towel over himself.
When he opened the door Spot had gone into another shower and the rest of the boys didn't seem to be focusing on showering now.
"Damn you Spot Conlon," Jack called over to the boy now throwing a black oversized tee shirt over his head.
"Anytime!" he laughed in reply. Spot brushed his teeth and began combing his rather long blondish hair.
A knock was heard a few seconds later and the brown haired Snitch ran to open it.
"Hello Mrs. Harold, how is you dis fione mornin'?" the boy asked smiled too sweetly to be real.
"Cut the crap Martin," Mrs. Harold snapped. "Now, I want you all downstairs dressed and nicely groomed, yes, I said groomed Zachary, in five minutes." Blink put his hand down as she finished. Everyone had to face it; Blink hadn't really groomed himself in days. His teeth were brushed, but he didn't shave much and his hair was a bit on the knotty side.
Mrs. Harold left the room and the boys finished getting ready.
"What does dat old bat wants wit us now?" Race asked Mush, running fingers through his blackish brown hair.
"How does I know?" Mush replied rubbing his brown eyes sleepily. The boys assembled in on of the rooms not often used except on special occasions.
"Hello, please settle yourselves as quickly as possible," a stout blond woman ordered forcefully. The boys sat in a row of seats placed in the center of the room.
"Now," continued the woman, "I am Mrs. Nancy Houndland and I am the headmistress of Haven Academy in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. Which of you boys can read?" All the hands went up. "Alright, can you all read passed 6th grade?" The boys contemplated this, before they had come here they were on the streets, and that didn't give them much edjamcation. Spot smirked and raised his hand anyway, followed by Jack and the rest came soon after.
"Well, good, we'll take all of them."
"What?" Blink asked. "Take us wheres?"
"To Haven Academy. We take orphans who are over 11 and can read passed a 6th grade level," the woman replied smartly. The boys sat a bit shocked. Uh-oh ran through their minds.
To woman left and Mrs. Harold looked daggers at the boys.
"That lie will be your undoing," she hissed, marching out of the room.
"For once I tink she's right," Mush stated after a minute of silence. The boys shrugged and headed back to bed.
Two weeks later they were on one school bus heading for Pittsburgh. Most of the boys had never been out of the city before and were anxiously awaiting the trip ahead.
"What do ya tink dis school looks like?" Jack asked Spot who was sitting a row in front of him.
"I tink it's gonna be prison for us," Spot answered. He wasn't really paying attention to Jack. Him and Race were playing spit in the seat.
Meanwhile, in the room of Kristan Stehle, granddaughter of Nancy Houndland, sat Kristan and three of her closest friends, Amanda, Julie, and Kerri.
"So then Jill looks at Justin and just throws the drink right in his face. It was perfect. I can't wait until school starts, she is really brutal when she's mad," Kristan was laughing as her grandmother walked in.
"Honey, I need to talk to you," she said, nodding at Kristan's friends.
Nancy took Kristan into the den and sat on the armchair by the television.
"Now dear there are going to be 6 new students here in about an hour, so please be at the main entrance to the courtyard and greet them. Take them to my office and tell them to wait. Wait with them too, they might need to be watched," Nancy said.
"Alright, but can the girls come too?" Kristan asked rolling her eyes. The prospect of meeting new students for the 100th time in her life didn't thrill her.
"No, just you." Kristan nodded and went back to her room.
"Sorry guys, looks like you've got to leave. I have to get out of my pjs in the summer, where's the justice!" Kristan exclaimed. When her friends didn't laugh she said, "new kids."
"Oh," came the girls. They nodded and left. Kristan went to her closet and pulled out a white spaghetti strap top and a blue one sleever. Her pants were denim as usual.
When she was ready she pulled her light red hair out of her brown eyes and into a ponytail. 'Why bother, it's too short to stay anyway' she thought putting her hair down again. She trekked out of her house and down the path in the woods until she emerged on a green courtyard full of teenage boys and girls. Most waved as she went by and she waved back politely, not really wanting to talk to them. She had pretty much been popular in school, considering the fact that everyone wanted to be her friend to be on good terms with her grandmother, well the girls at least. Any boy that came in content with Kristan was considered America's Most Wanted rapist to her grandmother. The courtyard opened onto a driveway and just as she arrived a bus was pulling up. The doors opened and 6 boys came out. Kristan found herself looking at one in particular. The boy was shorter with dark blond hair and blue green eyes. 'Yummy' she thought smirking to herself.
"Hi!" she enthusiastically approached them all. They looked a bit nervous, and weren't really paying attention. "Uh, guys, yea, over here! Now that I have your attention. I'm Kristan, the headmistresses granddaughter and I have to take you guys to her office and basically baby-sit you until she comes."
"Awright," the dark blond one said and he seemed to lead the group behind Kristan.
As they arrived in the waiting room for Nancy's office Kristan motioned for them to sit down. They sat mostly on the floor and Kristan sat next to the leader-type.
"Ok, so give me names."
The leader was first to answer.
"Spot Conlon." The rest followed him.
"Jack Kelly."
"Racetrack Higgins."
"Blink Trace."
"Mush Gracio."
"Snitch Micheals."
Kristan was highly enjoying herself. 6 really hot guys and one of her in a soundproof room. 'Life is good.'
"Um, so where you guys from?" she asked.
"New Yawk City," the one called Racetrack answered. No one talked until Nancy came into the room.
"Good morning boys," she smiled. "Kristan, you may go."
"Do I really have too?" Kristan wanted to stay with the boys. "Can I invite my friends too?"
"Kristan, go shop for stuff for your dorm, here's 50, now get out!" Nancy threw a 50-dollar bill at Kristan and Kristan ran out of the room. The boys distinctly heard the girl yell something and what sounded like 20 more girls run down.
"Grandma can Jill take the van?" Kristan called back.
"Yes." Kristan's laugh was heard and it got steadily fainter.
"Now boys, your dorms will be in the West Wing, and your curfew will be 10 on weeknights and 11 on weekends. You're not allowed to be in the girls' dorms at all. They are in the East Wing. Now, the rules are posted in your rooms. Here are your keys. Decide whom you're rooming with and put your stuff in. A map is across the hall," Nancy finished. The boys grabbed the keys from the desk and went into the hall. They studied the map and headed towards the stairs.
"Well, whos we rooming wit?" Jack asked. No one answered. "Ok, who's rooming wit me?" Race and Spot raised their hands. "Well, den youse guys can room togethah." Race and Spot looked at each other and shrugged.
"If anything we can switch sometimes," Spot muttered. Snitch and Mush decided to room together, so Jack was stuck with Blink. The keys were passed out and they went to their rooms. Two beds, to chest, to desks and chairs. Typical.
At Century III mall Kristan, Amanda, Kerri, Julie, Blair, Kathrine, Ellie, and Jill were enjoying their shopping for new dorm stuff. Kristan had bought some new clothes and bought all her friends new posters (Amanda's had to be something that Kristan liked too. Considering they were roommates. It was Orlando Bloom, so Kristan had no objections.)
"I have to tell you guys about the new boys we got," Kristan said over a Chik-filla sandwich.
"Boys? We haven't gotten new guys in 6 months!" Kerri exclaimed.
"Ok, well as soon as you see them your going to think they are so fine. Just lay off the short blond one. Mine," Kristan laughed. Kathrine, Blair, and Ellie didn't look excited.
"You guys don't get it now, but on day you will," Jill (the oldest) told them. Julie, Kerri, Amanda, and Kristan laughed and threw their stuff away.
By the time they got back to the dorms it was 1030 so Kristan was in big trouble. She had to be in her room by 1030 every night in the summer. The others could be out until 11. She ran to her house and climbed the fire ladder she had hanging out of her window. As she climbed into bed Nancy came in.
"When did you get back?" she asked.
"O, around 10, I think you were asleep," Kristan replied.
"Night dear."
"Night Grandma." As Nancy left Kristan heaved a sigh of relief.
The next morning the boys woke up around 10 and Spot put on his ever famous Good Charlotte tee shirt and black baggy pants with chains hanging on them. Race put on a white tee shirt and baggy khaki pants. They went out into the hall together and saw the other guys a little away from them talking to a boy who looked to be about 12.
"Hey who ya talking to?" Spot asked. The boy was shorter then him, with brown hair and brown eyes.
"Dis is Les," Jack told him.
"Hiya Les, me name is Spot," he introduced himself.
"And me names Racetrack."
"Hey Les!" a boy with curly mouse hair called from down the hall.
"What?" Les asked the boy.
"Who're you talking to?" he asked coming up to the boys. Before anyone could explain music came up through the floor.
"What da hell?" Race said looking at the tile floor.
"Kristan," the mouse haired boy muttered. He grabbed Les by the shoulder and pushed him towards the stairs. The new guys followed them. They went down 4 flights of stairs and came to a pair of double doors that said GYM on it. Inside came blaring rock music that, to Spot's great pleasure, was Good Charlotte.
The brillo boy opened the doors intensifying the sound. Four girls stood in the middle. Kristan was singing into a microphone hooked up to two speakers and 3 other girls were playing guitars and drums. When Kristan saw the curly haired boy she smiled and stopped.
"Hey Dave," she smiled running up and kissing him on the cheek. "Hey guys. Like the music?"
"Yea, choice. Could someones explain who da boyfriend is?" Race asked.
"Dave? Dave's not my boyfriend, he's my best friend, we're not like that," Kristan laughed.
"Hey, Kristan, these the new kids?" the blond behind her asked them.
"Yea, the new guys. Just remember my goal," Kristan smirked. "Ok, let me see if I remember these names. That's Race, Jack, Snitch, Blink, Mush, and Spot."
She was right. Julie seemed to like Jack.
"Ok, now, whos da rest of em?" Blink asked.
"Ok, she's (indicating the blond one) Julie, that's (pointing to a tall brunette tuning a guitar) Amanda, and she's (pointing to the drummer with dark blond hair) Kerri," Kristan explained. Amanda was staring right at Race, who happened to be a half a foot shorter then her, and Kerri was looking at Mush. Kristan was laughing.
"Look Dave, we seemed to have some love already and school didn't even start yet!" she joked. The three girls glared at her. "Let' go see if we can get the others down here, maybe they want to meet the new guys, well Jill might at least." Kristan bolted from the building and returned in 5 minutes, followed a little slower by 4 other girls.
"Oh! They are cute!" Jill whispered in Kristan's ear. "Hi I'm Jill!" the brown bleach blond girl told them (Snitch in particular).
"I'm Kathrine," the shorter brown haired girl said.
"I'm Ellie!" the smallest red haired girl exclaimed. Ellie launched herself at Kristan and attached herself around her neck. "Say uncle!"
"Uncle!" Kristan choked.
"Louder!"
"Uncle!!"
"LOUDER!"
"UNCLE!!!"
"Ok," Ellie dropped back to the ground and laughed.
The last girl stood a little away from everyone else. She was small and looked very shy.
"This," Kristan grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her forward, "is Blair." The brown haired brown-eyed girl smiled weakly.
Blink smiled nicely back at her.
"Hey Blair, wants ta go fo a walk?" he asked.
"Blink, your 17, she's what, 12?" Mush said.
"Look, she's 12 and she's really shy. I know had dat feels. Hey Kathrine, Ellie, want ta come too?" Blink looked at the girls expectantly. They nodded and followed him out. They left.
"If I didn't knows him wells I might suspoct sumtin'" Snitch muttered. "Hey Jill, want ta show me around?" Jill nodded and grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the gym. Mush just looked at Kerri and nodded his head towards the door and Kerri nodded.
"Look, only a day and they can already read each other's minds," Amanda giggled.
"More likes only 10 minotes," Race said. "So Amanda, want ta go somewhere?"
Amanda's eyes lit up and she nodded frantically. They left through the side door.
"Geez, we're pairing off into couples already!" Julie moaned. "I'm going to read Gay Expectations." She walked out of the gym huffing with every step. Jack laughed.
"Come on Jackie-boy let's go see who we can spi on," Spot smirked in Kristan's direction. As soon as he was out the door Kristan looked at Les.
"Les, go somewhere, I gotta talk to your brother." Les pouted but David shoved him towards the door. Les left and joined Spot and Jack outside the doors listening. "O My Gawd Dave! Spot is the sexiest thing alive!"
"I thought I was?" said David in mock offense.
"Screw you! Well anyway, what do you think I should do?" she asked.
"If ya want to know abouts me why don't ya ask me?" Spot popped his head back in the gym.
"Shit!" Kristan exclaimed. "How long were you there?"
"Da whole time," Spot smirked again.
"Stop doing that! I like it too much!" Kristan whined. Spot shook his head and left. "Dave this is all your fault!" Kristan smacked his shoulder and walked out of the gym in a huff.
"How is it my fault!" David yelled chasing after her.
Blink and the three young girls were walking around the grounds and Ellie kept yelling for him to say uncle, until Blink flipped her over and told her to say uncle. Blair, on the other hand, wouldn't talk about anything. Blink knew how she felt. He had felt really nervous and shy when he first got to the orphanage when he was 12.
"Hey Kathrine, Ellie, youse guys want ta go, I don't know, ta get some lunch?" he asked as his stomach growled. They nodded and ran away. "Hey, Blair, youse ok?"
"Yeah fine, why?" she asked in a soft voice.
"Cuz you seems kinda sad," he said. "How long ya been here?"
"A month," she replied.
"Cool, Do da goils treat ya nice?"
"Yea, their great."
"Do ya like spit?"
Blair nodded eagerly.
"I gots some cards," he said pulling out a deck.
"Race you to the cafeteria!" Blair took off running. Blink followed her at a slower pace.
Jill and Snitch ended up under a tree in the courtyard.
"So how long ya been here?" he asked.
"About a year," she replied. "When did you become an orphan?"
"When Ise was 7." Jill nodded and said,
"Me too, but I got my sisters in here too."
"O, how many ya got?"
"2, I'm one of a triplet."
"Really?"
"Yea." They sat in silence for a little while and saw Kristan running after David, who was waving something in the air, across the grounds yelling about killing him. Jill and Snitch looked at each other and cracked up.
Mush and Kerri were actually still in the gym by the time Kristan and David had started chasing each other.
"I hate exercise, I really do," Kerri moaned as Mush started to run laps.
"Really? I loves it," he smiled and Kerri almost fell over.
"Please tell me your allergic to shirts," she said. Then she put her hands over her mouth.
"What?" he said. She just smiled nervously.
"N-nothing," she stammered feeling her face turn red. Mush laughed and sat next to her and pulled up his tight black muscle man shirt to wipe his face. Kerri tried to be subtle while leaning over to look at his muscles, but in the end it was really obvious what she was doing.
"Ya know, if ya wanted ta see 'em ya coulda just axed," he said. Kerri nodded and turned away as her face got hot.
"When did ya get so tall?" Race asked Amanda as they sat in an empty hallway in the school.
"When I was born I never stopped growing," she replied smiling, she had spacers in but you could barely see them.
"How tall is ya?"
"5'10" you?"
"5'3" I tink." Amanda nodded and looked at the dark Science lab across the hall.
"What grade are you in?" she asked.
"12th, I tink, da truth is we kinda lied ta get here. None o' us can read passed sixth grade. I went ta da home when I was 10, ya don't get naw edacation at da home," Race answered.
"I could teach you to read up to senior level, my tests say I have the reading level of a sophomore in college," she said bragging a bit. Race glared but accepted.
Kristan had sat down and started reading 'The Color of Magic' by Terry Prachett on the steps to the girls' dorm when David had grabbed it.
"What the hell!" she cried.
"WHY is it my fault?" he asked holding the book out of her reach.
"Because, because, ok it ain't your fault, just give me my book back!" she reached for it but David wouldn't give it back. "Dave give me my frickin' book!" she demanded.
"Ask nice," David joked. Kristan got up and looked up at David.
"Why did you have to grow!" she whined grabbing for the book. Dave smiled and ran in the other direction. That's why Kristan's running after him screaming that she's going to kill him.
R&R I beg of you for the little sanity left in my poor head!!!!!!!
Goodbye until the next chapter
Random Quote from the Quote Book of Life:
Matt: Would you rather drive the car or have the car drive you?
Ephram: Neither, I'm 15.
-Everwood (Greg Smith awwwwwwww! ((dreamy eyes)))
KR!574N
(KRISTAN)