So, this story is about me and my 3 best friends. We're all extreme fansies. Just a heads up, some of the dialogue between the 4 of us is inside jokes so you probably won't quite some of it. I'll do my best to explain them. But please continue to read the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Only myself; my friends own themselves
Chapter 1
"OMLJ! YOU'RE HERE!" Fiona cried as she, Casey and Amanda ran out of Fiona's house to meet their friend Jean. Fiona had long-ish light brown hair and green-gray eyes. She was pretty tall.
"JEAN!" Casey exclaimed as they all attacked her. She also had long-ish hair, but it was bright blonde and she had blue-green eyes. She was average height, which in her words was 'short'.
"Ahhhh! All the moose are back together!" Jean said happily as she hugged them back. She was Korean and had medium length black hair and brown eyes. She was the shortest out of them, but not by much.
"Uh, it's meese. Not 'all the moose'," Amanda corrected. She had long red hair and blue eyes which were covered by black-rimmed glasses. She was also tall.
"Oh, true, true."
They all chattered happily as they walked inside the house and up the stairs to the room where they would be staying.
The 4 would be spending their April vacation together and they were so excited. They all lived relatively far from each other: Fiona, Amanda and Casey lived in Massachusetts, but different parts; and Jean lived in Virginia. So they rarely ever got to hang out all together. But they were still best friends.
In the guest room, they were sitting on the big bed talking about what they were going to do.
"I can't believe we're all here!" Jean said. "It's like not even reality."
"I never thought we'd get you up here," Casey told her.
"But now that you are, we have so much to do!" Fiona informed them.
"But there's one thing we need to do first," Amanda stated. She looked to her friends who caught on and smiled.
"NEWSIES!" they called out.
They were all huge Newsies fans. Jean was the last to find out about it, but after just watching the first 5 minutes, she immediately fell in love with it.
Casey got her DVD out of her bag and put it in. She rejoined her friends on the bed and they watched their favorite movie. They sang along o all the songs and even danced to the dances. They also commented on the guys they liked.
"I want to marry Racetrack," Amanda told them. "I don't know what it is, I just have a thing for Italians."
"Um, hello. Spot is the best. He is obviously the hottest," Fiona commented.
"He looks like he's 11 years old!" Jean argued.
"No he doesn't! Casey, back me up here." She looked to the blonde for support, but saw her looking down and biting her lip. "Case?"
"Well-"
"You agree?"
"No! I think Spot is insanely hot. It's just…he's not really my favorite anymore."
"What? Who is?"
"David."
"He's such a nerd!"
"Fiona, I think we all know Casey has a thing for nerds," Amanda teased, referencing the last guy she really liked who had been a big computer nerd. Casey threw a pillow at her.
"Crutchy," Jean said in a dreamy voice. The 3 looked to her.
"Oh no, she's in her Crutchy trance," Casey saw. "She'll come out of it as soon as they scene's over.
And sure enough, when he left the screen, she snapped out of it. "No! We need more Crutchy time!"
"You are so obsessed with him," Fiona chuckled.
"He's so cute and sweet."
"And so is David!" Casey pointed out.
"David's still a nerd." Casey glared at her. "Are you trying to give me the evil eye?"
"Maybe."
"That only works in Assassins."
"Guys, shut it! It's Brooklyn," Amanda let them know.
Fiona got excited. "Brooklyn!"
"Dude, I'd be a Brooklyn newsie just for the slingshot," Jean told them. "It's so bad-ass!"
"What do you think guys, could I handle being a Brooklyn newsie?" Casey wondered, jokingly.
"Yes Casey. Cause you are defiantly the most bad-as of us all," Amanda answered sarcastically. They all had to laugh at that. Casey had been dubbed 'Most Innocent' long ago and never did anything bad.
They watched the rest of the movie, making commentary and comments throughout the whole thing.
When it was done, Casey asked them, "How amazing would it be to actually be a part of that? Like if we could go into the movie."
"I circle that idea!" Amanda agreed. Instead of saying they "heart" thing, they would say they "circle" things. It's a long back story, but circles were important to them, as they were equal. So it meant more to circle things than to heart things.
"If we could be the only girl newsies, omigod I would die!" Jean added.
"To be the only girls around all those guys, yes!" Fiona continued.
"I'd want to be there during the strike. It'd be so exciting," Casey admitted. The others agreed.
"Hey, it's still light out. You guys wanna go for a walk?" Fiona asked.
"Yeah. Sure. Let's go," they answered.
They walked into town, still talking about Newsies and how they wished it was real. They were so absorbed in their conversation that they didn't see the man they walked right into.
"Oh, we're so sorry sir," Casey apologized. But when they saw him, they froze. He was wearing clothes that weren't from their time. They looked like they were from the early 1900s.
"That's alright young ladies. Just watch where you're going." And he walked away. They watched him go, and their mouths dropped when they saw where they were. They found themselves in the idle of a street filled with people and sellers all dressed from the 1900s and carriages. Their surroundings looked like an old fashioned city. They were all in too much shock to speak.
But Amanda found her voice and wondered, "Where are we?"
"When are we is more like it?" Fiona also asked.
"Let's get out of everyone's way and we can talk," Casey suggested as she pushed them to an alley off the street. "Well, we're defiantly not in 2012."
"Bro, this is insane," Jean stated. "Seriously, what's going on?"
"It seems we traveled back in time…somehow," Amanda guessed.
"But to where and when?"
"Fiona saw a newspaper lying on the ground. She picked it up and read the date. Her eyes went wide. "1899," she read.
"What?" Casey asked.
"We're in the year 1899." She showed them the paper. "And New York according to this."
Casey put two and two together. "We're in New York in 1899?" They nodded. "Guys, think about it." It took them a second, but they realized they were in the same place and time they had been wishing to be in. "See? And you call me the dumb blonde."
"But you don't actually think we're in the movie do you?" Jean questioned. "Like is this legit or did we just go back in time?"
"There's only one way to find," Fiona said. They walked out of the alley and went to see if their wish had truly come true.
Jokes Dictionary:
OMLJ: 'Omi-Lion-Jesus'- expression based on Aslan from Narnia
Moose: our favorite animal
Meese: how we truly feel the plural of Moose should be
Assassins: musical that Fiona and I were in
Yes, we do actually talk like this…DON'T JUDGE! WE'RE THATRE KIDS!
The strike is gonna be coming up in the next few chapters. But it will come! Just keep reading. AND PLEASE REVIEW!
