Hey ppl! I just got this idea into my head, and started writing it! I don't
know how it will turn out, but hopefully it will be good! Plz plz plz
review!!
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Disclaimer: I don't own newsies, even though they're not even in this chapter, lol. I do, however, own Alyssa, and any other characters that aren't in the movie. Thanks!
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Chapter 1
The girl Alyssa wandered around her big house in Santa Fe. She, and everyone else at the house, had just returned from her father's funeral. He was the mayor, and had died the morning before from a sudden heart attack.
She was looking for her servant friend, Cally, who worked at her house. In fact, she was her only friend and comfort since Papa died. Alyssa had never been a strong child, and was hardly ever allowed to go outside, therefore never meeting anyone save the few she went to school with, and those precious few were pompous brats. Her mother had died giving birth to her, and as her father was always gone on business she had a governess, who was not the kindest woman alive. By far.
Alyssa stopped by a doorway when she heard voices, arguing in hushed tones by the sound of it. She put her ear against the door and listened.
".send her to an orphanage!" the first person said. Governess Smith, no doubt, Alyssa thought bitterly.
"You're her appointed guardian, you should be the one to look after her."
"I only did it for the past 15 years because I was well paid. What do you want me to do, adopt the child?"
"I never said that, I just meant-" the second person, this one, a man, said, until he was interrupted.
"I know very well what you meant," she snapped coldly.
"Well, what do you propose we do with her?"
Must they do something with me? Alyssa thought. Although she was 15, everyone treated her like a naïve child, so that's what she grew up as. Not knowing anything of the outside world. She listened for more.
Evidently, the man had given in to Governess Smith's plan, "Fine then," he said reluctantly, "I'll have someone get all her things together, then I will get the paper work all sorted out, and I'll take her on the first train tomorrow morning."
Alyssa gasped. Go to an orphanage? Her? She wouldn't! She'd run away first! Why not run away? She thought, grinning at her boldness. She had money, and she could catch a train tonight, now even. But what if someone catches me? Alyssa bit her lip twirling some of her long, ebony colored hair around an index finger. She decided it was a chance she'd have to make.
Getting up and running down the hall as quietly as she could, Alyssa planned exactly what she would do. She went into her room, closed the door, and packed. She had a bag that would suffice well enough, and she put everything she would need in it: several changes of clothes, all of her money, a brush, and her most important heirlooms. Taking the sheet off the bed, she twisted it into a good rope, and threw it out the window. She attached it to something, made sure it wouldn't move, and started climbing down the fire escape.
When she was all the way down, she headed off towards the stables, silently praying that all the stable hands had gone to bed. She went inside and quickly got one of the horses out. It was her favorite, named Strawberry for the strawberry-blonde hair, and the oddly shaped white spot on her forehead.
Alyssa had been able to ride bareback since she was little, her father thought it might make her stronger, so she didn't have to worry about getting Strawberry saddled and everything.
Alyssa took one last look at the darkened house, bidding Cally a silent goodbye, and rode off into the autumn night.
~Vix~
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Disclaimer: I don't own newsies, even though they're not even in this chapter, lol. I do, however, own Alyssa, and any other characters that aren't in the movie. Thanks!
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Chapter 1
The girl Alyssa wandered around her big house in Santa Fe. She, and everyone else at the house, had just returned from her father's funeral. He was the mayor, and had died the morning before from a sudden heart attack.
She was looking for her servant friend, Cally, who worked at her house. In fact, she was her only friend and comfort since Papa died. Alyssa had never been a strong child, and was hardly ever allowed to go outside, therefore never meeting anyone save the few she went to school with, and those precious few were pompous brats. Her mother had died giving birth to her, and as her father was always gone on business she had a governess, who was not the kindest woman alive. By far.
Alyssa stopped by a doorway when she heard voices, arguing in hushed tones by the sound of it. She put her ear against the door and listened.
".send her to an orphanage!" the first person said. Governess Smith, no doubt, Alyssa thought bitterly.
"You're her appointed guardian, you should be the one to look after her."
"I only did it for the past 15 years because I was well paid. What do you want me to do, adopt the child?"
"I never said that, I just meant-" the second person, this one, a man, said, until he was interrupted.
"I know very well what you meant," she snapped coldly.
"Well, what do you propose we do with her?"
Must they do something with me? Alyssa thought. Although she was 15, everyone treated her like a naïve child, so that's what she grew up as. Not knowing anything of the outside world. She listened for more.
Evidently, the man had given in to Governess Smith's plan, "Fine then," he said reluctantly, "I'll have someone get all her things together, then I will get the paper work all sorted out, and I'll take her on the first train tomorrow morning."
Alyssa gasped. Go to an orphanage? Her? She wouldn't! She'd run away first! Why not run away? She thought, grinning at her boldness. She had money, and she could catch a train tonight, now even. But what if someone catches me? Alyssa bit her lip twirling some of her long, ebony colored hair around an index finger. She decided it was a chance she'd have to make.
Getting up and running down the hall as quietly as she could, Alyssa planned exactly what she would do. She went into her room, closed the door, and packed. She had a bag that would suffice well enough, and she put everything she would need in it: several changes of clothes, all of her money, a brush, and her most important heirlooms. Taking the sheet off the bed, she twisted it into a good rope, and threw it out the window. She attached it to something, made sure it wouldn't move, and started climbing down the fire escape.
When she was all the way down, she headed off towards the stables, silently praying that all the stable hands had gone to bed. She went inside and quickly got one of the horses out. It was her favorite, named Strawberry for the strawberry-blonde hair, and the oddly shaped white spot on her forehead.
Alyssa had been able to ride bareback since she was little, her father thought it might make her stronger, so she didn't have to worry about getting Strawberry saddled and everything.
Alyssa took one last look at the darkened house, bidding Cally a silent goodbye, and rode off into the autumn night.