Disclaimer & A/N: Sadly, I do not own Newsies, it is owned by Disney, along with all the hot guys and songs that are in it. I do not own the idea of Camp Redwing, or any of the people who are in this story. This story is all based on real people and events. It all started with Artemis selling the Newsies… anyhow, that's not the point. The point is, read, review, and enjoy!
Newsies Meet Redwing: Gryffin's Story
Ch1: The Newsies First Trip
Sunday Afternoon
Jack stepped off the bus and looked around the countryside. He had never seen so many trees in one place before. Davey, Mush and Kid Blink tumbled down the stairs behind him. It was the Newsies' first trip out from New York City. The invitation had just arrived in the mail a few days ago at the Lodging House. The Girl Scouts at Camp Redwing had asked for the boys to come and give a presentation about the strike to the scouts.
So…
they went.
Three figures approached from the building labeled 'Mary Lodge' that sat in the middle of the flag field. The tallest of the girls had five-inch-long dark hair that was tied back with a bandanna that matched her outfit. The next girl was 5'6" with green eyes and blonde hair that was covered with a brown newsboy's hat. The shortest girl couldn't be described any better than a walking ainme character. Her hair was unusually short for a girl. She wore a darker brown, striped newsboy's hat and glasses that emphasized her hazel eyes. The oldest girl stepped forward. The boys promptly removed their hats.
"If you're gonna do that every time a member of the opposite sex walks by, you may as well leave your hats on the bus. In case you hadn't noticed, you're in a GIRL SCOUT CAMP, surrounded by GIRLS."
The littlest girl, (who was near 17 herself) stepped up. "Or, ya know guys; you could just leave them on. We're not exactly out here in the wilderness to impress folks. Thanks for being polite, but really, it's not necessary." She talked animatedly with her hands, but in an easy-going manner that made it adorable.
"That'd work too," the last girl interrupted, as she looked over the young men assembled in front of her. More boys were coming off the bus. Some had decided to jump out the emergency exit in the back, and Spot had decided to climb out of one of the windows. They were all rather dirty, and looked as if they needed a hot shower. The girl chuckled. They would fit in perfectly at Redwing. Anyhow, back to what she was supposed to be doing… "My name's Gryffin. There here in the hat is Artemis, and that's Nike." Each nodded her head as they were introduced. "We're here to help you get settled in and such."
"Well, tank yas very much ladies," the cowboy said, tipping his hat. "I'm Jack Kelley. Dis is Davey nex' ta me. Ummmm dat is Mushie dere beside 'im. Da boy wid da patch is Kid Blink, and den dere's Snitch. Oh, an' dis is Spot," Jack said, clapping Spot on the back as he dropped down from the top of the bus. "He's da King a Brooklyn, an' Racetrack is the short, smart-assed Italian job wid' da cigar in 'is mouth. 'E's da only one who can keep a shoirt white in a place as doirty as New York City. Las' but not least, dis is Crutchy. 'E don' know when ta keep 'is mouth shut, sos ya kin ignore mosta what he says. Dere's more Newsies 'roun here somewheres, but I don' keep track a dem all. Dey kin take care a demselves."
"Great," Nike said, rolling her eyes. "Do we all want to sit down and have tea and crumpets?" Her sarcasm kicked in, and she batted her eyes in a very girlie manner. "Or do we just want to take their stuff back to where it belongs so I can get back to my job?"
Gryffin and Artemis dismissed Nike's comment and started to move on with things, but Davey was offended.
"Listen," he said, stepping up. "I'm sure we can find this place by ourselves if you have something else you'd rather do." His blue eyes showed nothing but seriousness. Not eve a trace of sarcasm could be found on his face. Nike was as much taken aback by his polite response as she was by his startlingly bright eyes and his harmonic voice.
"No, that's okay," She mumbled loudly enough for everyone to hear, though she was pretending to be talking to herself. She looked up into Davey's face. "Sorry anyhow, I'm not used to anyone taking me seriously. They're all used to my stupid comments."
"Yeah," Spot piped up as he rolled a cigarette. "I knows whatcha mean. Nobody eva pays any attention ta me either." Spot put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it. When he looked up, a few Newsies were still looking at him with their mouths hanging open. "What?" He asked, looking around. "Do I got snot hangin' outta my nose or sumthin?"
A/N:
Okay, I know this hasn't been the most interesting chapter, but read on, I promise it will get better. Come on, twenty hot guys have just been dropped in a place where the girls are all boy-hungry as it is because they work with 30 other girls all summer. Trust me, it will get better. ^_^ Ciao!
