Disclaimer: As much as we would like to, we unfortunately do not own Newsies, ::tear:: but we do own all original characters. We also quote somethings in here without acknowledging who they belong to (sorry) but we give them all the credit.
So....um....yeah....read and enjoy (nice reviews are fun too :))
Chapter 1
Well it was the last day of school, and since it was the last day of school, none of us decided to show up. Melanie, Amanda, and I took off in my jeep to New York City. Melanie is one of the "Newsie" obsessed and wanted to see the sites, the bridge, the street where they lived, the square where they danced, you know where everything took place. We decided to go on this trip because Melanie had finally come up with gas money. Her fundraising went really well. So we were on the highway to New York City.
"It's hot Robyn!!!" Amanda whined from the passenger side of the car. "Can we go find air conditioning?!?!?!?"
"Well you know Amanda, if you hadn't turned it on full blast when we got in the car, it wouldn't be broken right now," Melanie informed her from the backseat.
I just rolled my eyes. In the driver's seat I could ignore their bantering, but that didn't mean they were quiet. "Hey guys, only an hour to go!" Groans all around.
"I've got to go potty," Mel said.
Amanda swiveled in her seat, "well, you know, if you hadn't drunk my last bottle of Canadian water-"
I turned the music up louder, Love Shack by the B-52s, and concentrated on the very interesting stretch of road in front of us. We all began singing at the top of our lungs.
*****
An hour later, we hit traffic just before the "Welcome to New York" sign. I hadn't stopped, refusing all offers of bribery because I wanted to get there.
"But we're so close!" said Melanie. I agreed and we pulled over to a 7 –11. Melanie ran for the bathroom. Amanda pulled out her wallet and went in search of nachos and a pretzel, and I purchased a pack of gum. After Melanie came out of the bathroom, she bought a bottle of Canadian water for Amanda. We all met back by the car where I informed Amanda that the nachos and cheese were not going in my car. She promised to eat them really quick. Melanie laughed behind her hand. I grabbed the map from the trunk and spread it on the hood.
"Alright Mel, I think we're here." I pointed to an obscure point on the map.
She came over, "that's nice but we need to be over here," flipping the map to the enlarged section of New York City.
"That's fine. How do we get there?" She gave me a blank look.
Amanda came up behind us and said, "in the car." Mel and I sighed.
"Here's your Canadian water." Melanie handed her the bottle and turned to me. Using her finger, she traced interstate-95 on the map to New York City. "Right there looks good."
I spiffily folded the map in record time. "Let's get out of here then," I said. We jumped into the jeep and headed for the highway.
*****
"NEW YORK!!!!!!!!!" screamed Mel, jumping out of her seat.
"I can't see out the window," I warned, "sit your butt down."
We were at the city and had passed the Statue of Liberty. Now we were looking at the Empire State Building. I was concentrating on the road and Amanda was fiddling with the radio, which on just about every station was complaining about the heat wave.
"See," she said triumphantly, "it's not just me." I had to admit that she was wearing the most clothes out of all of us. I had on blue jean shorts and my black T-shirt that has a really cool dragon on it, Mel was wearing a short khaki skirt and a light green halter top, and Amanda had on dark blue jean capris and a purple short sleeved shirt. The capris sent me into laughter again.
"You should've been dressed for the weather."
Amanda glared at me and turned the radio off. She looked out the window. "Look at that shimmery mirage! Wow! The heat waves are really rolling off the streets and into the air." She had a point; they were extremely visible. But since they didn't affect my supreme driving skills, I wasn't worried one bit.
So....um....yeah....read and enjoy (nice reviews are fun too :))
Chapter 1
Well it was the last day of school, and since it was the last day of school, none of us decided to show up. Melanie, Amanda, and I took off in my jeep to New York City. Melanie is one of the "Newsie" obsessed and wanted to see the sites, the bridge, the street where they lived, the square where they danced, you know where everything took place. We decided to go on this trip because Melanie had finally come up with gas money. Her fundraising went really well. So we were on the highway to New York City.
"It's hot Robyn!!!" Amanda whined from the passenger side of the car. "Can we go find air conditioning?!?!?!?"
"Well you know Amanda, if you hadn't turned it on full blast when we got in the car, it wouldn't be broken right now," Melanie informed her from the backseat.
I just rolled my eyes. In the driver's seat I could ignore their bantering, but that didn't mean they were quiet. "Hey guys, only an hour to go!" Groans all around.
"I've got to go potty," Mel said.
Amanda swiveled in her seat, "well, you know, if you hadn't drunk my last bottle of Canadian water-"
I turned the music up louder, Love Shack by the B-52s, and concentrated on the very interesting stretch of road in front of us. We all began singing at the top of our lungs.
*****
An hour later, we hit traffic just before the "Welcome to New York" sign. I hadn't stopped, refusing all offers of bribery because I wanted to get there.
"But we're so close!" said Melanie. I agreed and we pulled over to a 7 –11. Melanie ran for the bathroom. Amanda pulled out her wallet and went in search of nachos and a pretzel, and I purchased a pack of gum. After Melanie came out of the bathroom, she bought a bottle of Canadian water for Amanda. We all met back by the car where I informed Amanda that the nachos and cheese were not going in my car. She promised to eat them really quick. Melanie laughed behind her hand. I grabbed the map from the trunk and spread it on the hood.
"Alright Mel, I think we're here." I pointed to an obscure point on the map.
She came over, "that's nice but we need to be over here," flipping the map to the enlarged section of New York City.
"That's fine. How do we get there?" She gave me a blank look.
Amanda came up behind us and said, "in the car." Mel and I sighed.
"Here's your Canadian water." Melanie handed her the bottle and turned to me. Using her finger, she traced interstate-95 on the map to New York City. "Right there looks good."
I spiffily folded the map in record time. "Let's get out of here then," I said. We jumped into the jeep and headed for the highway.
*****
"NEW YORK!!!!!!!!!" screamed Mel, jumping out of her seat.
"I can't see out the window," I warned, "sit your butt down."
We were at the city and had passed the Statue of Liberty. Now we were looking at the Empire State Building. I was concentrating on the road and Amanda was fiddling with the radio, which on just about every station was complaining about the heat wave.
"See," she said triumphantly, "it's not just me." I had to admit that she was wearing the most clothes out of all of us. I had on blue jean shorts and my black T-shirt that has a really cool dragon on it, Mel was wearing a short khaki skirt and a light green halter top, and Amanda had on dark blue jean capris and a purple short sleeved shirt. The capris sent me into laughter again.
"You should've been dressed for the weather."
Amanda glared at me and turned the radio off. She looked out the window. "Look at that shimmery mirage! Wow! The heat waves are really rolling off the streets and into the air." She had a point; they were extremely visible. But since they didn't affect my supreme driving skills, I wasn't worried one bit.
