Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies.but I wish I do. I do however own,
Gilbert, Marilyn, and Chip. Just incase you want to know the only reason I
wrote this was because Davey is one of my favorite characters.and he
deserves more than like 1 story about him getting the girl.
David in Love
Chapter 1- Marilyn Conlon
"Poke up!" I yelled as I tugged on my youngest brothers arm. He turned around and shut his eyes again. "Gilly, Wake up!"
Gilbert turned to look at me once more; he was looking more and more like how I remembered Jolyon everyday. Gil shared the famous Conlon blue-green eyes, the eyes that sadly, I did not share. I was always the odd one in the family, with black hair and dark green eyes. I guess I got kind of off track, so anyway, as I was saying Gilbert turned to look at me.
"Why d'ja wake me up so early?" He mumbled still half asleep. "Da sun ain't up yet!"
"Oh, Gilly, you know that we have to go. Uncle Oliver and I are not on borrowing terms."
I picked Gilbert up, he was small for his age, which was another thing that I made me odd when it came to my family. I have always been tall, I mean I'm taller than Uncle Oliver, and I'm probably taller than Jolyon too. But anyway, Gilly's being small might come in handy if we have to follow in my twin's footsteps. I ran out of 'Uncle' Oliver's house with nothing, but the Gilbert and the money I had 'found' in Oliver's study.
From what Jolly, Jolyon my wonderful brother, told me I only had to find my way to Brooklyn and I could find him, but Brooklyn was a tough place, and I don't think Gilly is ready for that yet. So, I head toward Manhattan, if Jolly was really as famous as he claimed I could find some friends of his.
The sun is up now and I'm almost to the distribution office for the world. Jolly told me about the strike they had a few months ago, but I haven't heard from him since. Oliver must have found out about the letters and used his 'ways' to keep me from getting them.
When I got to the gates Gilly was already talking to another boy.
As I walked up I placed my hand on Gilly's shoulder. "Gilly, who's your friend?"
Gilly looked up at me and I figured out he hadn't asked.
The boy looked at me. "My name is Les, and this is my brother David, he's older." The little boy, Les wasn't it, pointed to a boy next to him. My heart skipped a beat. He was so handsome with those blue eyes.
Gil was quicker than I was with his come back. "My name is Gilbert.but I go by Gilly.and this is my sister.Mari.it's short for." Gilly stopped. I knew that it was because he didn't know my whole first name.
"Marilyn," I whispered to Gilly.
He smiled then finished his sentence, "Maryann."
I couldn't help but laugh. "He means Marilyn." I said holding out my hand to the blue eyed boy, who Les had said was named David, didn't he?
The boy spat in his hand and shook mine. "It's nice to meet you."
I smiled. David.it was a perfect name for the perfect guy.
"So," David continued, "Do you have anywhere to stay?"
I couldn't help but smile at this; I guess I didn't think of that.
"I thick we are gonna go to Brooklyn later to see if we can find me bruddah, Jol-" I stopped in the middle of his name, what was it that he said they called him here? Oh ya, now I remember, "I mean Spot Conlon, only." My cheeks began to flush, "I don't know where to find 'im."
David smiled as the bell rang. "Hey Jack!" He yelled out to the kid in front of us with a black cowboy hat.
"What is it, Davey?"
"This is Spot's sister." He wrapped an arm around me for a second, my heart skipped another beat again, but he quickly removed it. "After we seel our papes d'ya want us to take you to Spot's?"
I smiled in spite of myself. "I'd love that, I mean ya."
David in Love
Chapter 1- Marilyn Conlon
"Poke up!" I yelled as I tugged on my youngest brothers arm. He turned around and shut his eyes again. "Gilly, Wake up!"
Gilbert turned to look at me once more; he was looking more and more like how I remembered Jolyon everyday. Gil shared the famous Conlon blue-green eyes, the eyes that sadly, I did not share. I was always the odd one in the family, with black hair and dark green eyes. I guess I got kind of off track, so anyway, as I was saying Gilbert turned to look at me.
"Why d'ja wake me up so early?" He mumbled still half asleep. "Da sun ain't up yet!"
"Oh, Gilly, you know that we have to go. Uncle Oliver and I are not on borrowing terms."
I picked Gilbert up, he was small for his age, which was another thing that I made me odd when it came to my family. I have always been tall, I mean I'm taller than Uncle Oliver, and I'm probably taller than Jolyon too. But anyway, Gilly's being small might come in handy if we have to follow in my twin's footsteps. I ran out of 'Uncle' Oliver's house with nothing, but the Gilbert and the money I had 'found' in Oliver's study.
From what Jolly, Jolyon my wonderful brother, told me I only had to find my way to Brooklyn and I could find him, but Brooklyn was a tough place, and I don't think Gilly is ready for that yet. So, I head toward Manhattan, if Jolly was really as famous as he claimed I could find some friends of his.
The sun is up now and I'm almost to the distribution office for the world. Jolly told me about the strike they had a few months ago, but I haven't heard from him since. Oliver must have found out about the letters and used his 'ways' to keep me from getting them.
When I got to the gates Gilly was already talking to another boy.
As I walked up I placed my hand on Gilly's shoulder. "Gilly, who's your friend?"
Gilly looked up at me and I figured out he hadn't asked.
The boy looked at me. "My name is Les, and this is my brother David, he's older." The little boy, Les wasn't it, pointed to a boy next to him. My heart skipped a beat. He was so handsome with those blue eyes.
Gil was quicker than I was with his come back. "My name is Gilbert.but I go by Gilly.and this is my sister.Mari.it's short for." Gilly stopped. I knew that it was because he didn't know my whole first name.
"Marilyn," I whispered to Gilly.
He smiled then finished his sentence, "Maryann."
I couldn't help but laugh. "He means Marilyn." I said holding out my hand to the blue eyed boy, who Les had said was named David, didn't he?
The boy spat in his hand and shook mine. "It's nice to meet you."
I smiled. David.it was a perfect name for the perfect guy.
"So," David continued, "Do you have anywhere to stay?"
I couldn't help but smile at this; I guess I didn't think of that.
"I thick we are gonna go to Brooklyn later to see if we can find me bruddah, Jol-" I stopped in the middle of his name, what was it that he said they called him here? Oh ya, now I remember, "I mean Spot Conlon, only." My cheeks began to flush, "I don't know where to find 'im."
David smiled as the bell rang. "Hey Jack!" He yelled out to the kid in front of us with a black cowboy hat.
"What is it, Davey?"
"This is Spot's sister." He wrapped an arm around me for a second, my heart skipped another beat again, but he quickly removed it. "After we seel our papes d'ya want us to take you to Spot's?"
I smiled in spite of myself. "I'd love that, I mean ya."