Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies. I only own Charlotte. This story has
nothing to do with my other stories.
Charlotte Lareou looked out at the crowd through a crack in the heavy velvet curtains.
"Charlie!" yelled Medda Larkson "You're up darlin"
"Okay" replied Charlotte.
Charlotte was the youngest daughter of Medda's childhood best friend. She had come to New York after her family had died in a fire that had taken out their whole block. She straightened her skirt and walked nervously out onto the stage.
"Shhh, guys" said Jack "Its startin"
Spot Conlon leaned back in his chair and set his feet on the hardwood tables. He was exhausted, things had been busy since the strike and this was the first time the boys had gotten to just relax.
Shadows are fallin' all over town
Another night these blues got me down
Oh misery ... I sure could use some company
The boys all snapped their heads up in shock. Usually Medda was the first act and the last act on. This voice however was not Medda's sweet soprano, but a smoky deep, very feminine voice.
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be ... for love to cause me misery
The dark stage lite up and sure enough Medda was not standing in the middle of it. The person in the middle was a girl their age.
Oh, misery ... Oh, misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause me misery
The girl walked down the hardwood steps of the stage and walked around as she sang. It was no doubt in anyones mind, that this girl had sang in front of a crowd before. She held her head in the same defiant confidence that Medda possessed.
Oh, I've been down this road before
where the passion turns into pain
And each time I saw love walk out the door
I swore I'd never get caught again
She was also a quite different looking girl that any of the newsies had ever seen before. Her hair was long and curly and it had a unique color to it that was a mixture of black and a deep midnight blue. Her eyes were a dark blue that danced in the smoky atmosphere.
But ain't it true ... It takes what it takes
And sometimes, we get too smart too late
One more heartache for me
Another night in misery
She was dressed in a tightly corseted black dress, with a large slit up the side that showed her tan shapely legs.
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool of me?
"God, she's beautiful" whispered Spot.
"Who is she?" asked Jack "I've neva seen 'er before"
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause misery
Guess it's all meant to be,
for love to cause me misery
The girl exited the stage to thunderous applause, mostly supplied by the enthralled newsies.
"You were splendid" said Medda.
"Thanks, I think I almost had a heartattack though"
"Nonsense"said Medda "Now come, there are some very important people I want ya ta meet"
"Let me guess" laughed Charlotte "The newsies, I read your letters too Medda"
"What can I say? I love mah boys"
"Hey, 'ere comes Medda" said Specs.
Spot looked up from his drink to lock eyes with the girl. Those beautiful eyes looked directly at him, she flashed him a quicksilver grin and looked away.
"Hiya, boys"said Medda "Dis is Charlotte, she's come ta stay wit me. I told her dat if anyone could show her around New York, it was mah boys"
"Sure ting" said Jack "Miss Charlotte is in good hands wit us"
"Please call me Charlie" said Charlie smiling at the jovial gang.
"Well In dat case call me Jack"
"I'se Specs"
"Kid Blink, kid or Blink. Whichever"
"David"
"Racetrack."
"Spot"
Charlie looked at the last boy and smiled. He was shorter than the other boy but had the cocky aire that made him seem larger than life. His hair was a dark brown and it hung in his eyes. He swiped at his hair with a dirty hand and that revealed his brilliant blue eyes.
"Pleasure to meet you" said Charlie.
"I believe da pleasures ours" said Spot giving her a lopsided grin.
This boy is going to be trouble thought Charlie, She smiled back , very big trouble….
Just ta warn ya all, this story is gonna have a very Moulin Rougesque feeling to it. but hey if it suck tall me and I'll stop. This has nothing to do with my Lodging House. Just a sides story, I've written.
Carryin da Banner,
Revolution.
The rights to the song Charlie sings Belong to the Marvelous Pink. The song is called Misery and features Steven Tyler. I suggest you all download it.
Charlotte Lareou looked out at the crowd through a crack in the heavy velvet curtains.
"Charlie!" yelled Medda Larkson "You're up darlin"
"Okay" replied Charlotte.
Charlotte was the youngest daughter of Medda's childhood best friend. She had come to New York after her family had died in a fire that had taken out their whole block. She straightened her skirt and walked nervously out onto the stage.
"Shhh, guys" said Jack "Its startin"
Spot Conlon leaned back in his chair and set his feet on the hardwood tables. He was exhausted, things had been busy since the strike and this was the first time the boys had gotten to just relax.
Shadows are fallin' all over town
Another night these blues got me down
Oh misery ... I sure could use some company
The boys all snapped their heads up in shock. Usually Medda was the first act and the last act on. This voice however was not Medda's sweet soprano, but a smoky deep, very feminine voice.
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be ... for love to cause me misery
The dark stage lite up and sure enough Medda was not standing in the middle of it. The person in the middle was a girl their age.
Oh, misery ... Oh, misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause me misery
The girl walked down the hardwood steps of the stage and walked around as she sang. It was no doubt in anyones mind, that this girl had sang in front of a crowd before. She held her head in the same defiant confidence that Medda possessed.
Oh, I've been down this road before
where the passion turns into pain
And each time I saw love walk out the door
I swore I'd never get caught again
She was also a quite different looking girl that any of the newsies had ever seen before. Her hair was long and curly and it had a unique color to it that was a mixture of black and a deep midnight blue. Her eyes were a dark blue that danced in the smoky atmosphere.
But ain't it true ... It takes what it takes
And sometimes, we get too smart too late
One more heartache for me
Another night in misery
She was dressed in a tightly corseted black dress, with a large slit up the side that showed her tan shapely legs.
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool of me?
"God, she's beautiful" whispered Spot.
"Who is she?" asked Jack "I've neva seen 'er before"
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause misery
Guess it's all meant to be,
for love to cause me misery
The girl exited the stage to thunderous applause, mostly supplied by the enthralled newsies.
"You were splendid" said Medda.
"Thanks, I think I almost had a heartattack though"
"Nonsense"said Medda "Now come, there are some very important people I want ya ta meet"
"Let me guess" laughed Charlotte "The newsies, I read your letters too Medda"
"What can I say? I love mah boys"
"Hey, 'ere comes Medda" said Specs.
Spot looked up from his drink to lock eyes with the girl. Those beautiful eyes looked directly at him, she flashed him a quicksilver grin and looked away.
"Hiya, boys"said Medda "Dis is Charlotte, she's come ta stay wit me. I told her dat if anyone could show her around New York, it was mah boys"
"Sure ting" said Jack "Miss Charlotte is in good hands wit us"
"Please call me Charlie" said Charlie smiling at the jovial gang.
"Well In dat case call me Jack"
"I'se Specs"
"Kid Blink, kid or Blink. Whichever"
"David"
"Racetrack."
"Spot"
Charlie looked at the last boy and smiled. He was shorter than the other boy but had the cocky aire that made him seem larger than life. His hair was a dark brown and it hung in his eyes. He swiped at his hair with a dirty hand and that revealed his brilliant blue eyes.
"Pleasure to meet you" said Charlie.
"I believe da pleasures ours" said Spot giving her a lopsided grin.
This boy is going to be trouble thought Charlie, She smiled back , very big trouble….
Just ta warn ya all, this story is gonna have a very Moulin Rougesque feeling to it. but hey if it suck tall me and I'll stop. This has nothing to do with my Lodging House. Just a sides story, I've written.
Carryin da Banner,
Revolution.
The rights to the song Charlie sings Belong to the Marvelous Pink. The song is called Misery and features Steven Tyler. I suggest you all download it.