Ok, so, Hi. This is my first fanfic. Ever. I've been reading them forever but I thought that I would try writing one. I don't know if it's any good but whatever. So this story is about Penny's thought's throughout the musical, hairspray (and I'm basing the Broadway musical) starting with her entrance in Nicest kids in town. Also I don't own Hairspray even though I wish I did. But don't we all. Ok I'll shut up now. Enjoy!
"Hurry, Penny, Hurry! The shows already started! Were gonna miss it."
The two teenagers rushed down the streets of Baltimore, one slightly ahead of the other, pulling the slower one along behind them.
Penny and Tracy had been best friends since they were three years old. Penny's Mother would always go to Tracy's mother's Laundry business, Edna's Occidental Laundry, sometimes bringing Penny along. Penny would always beg her mother to let her come along to see Tracy. Unfortunately, her mother just didn't like Tracy. "You can't talk to her." She would say. "She's a bad influence. Her mother lets her listen to race music." She said it like it was disease. This 'race music' was none other than The Corny Collins Show. Tracy had been watching that show since forever. Actually, Penny couldn't remember a time when she wasn't watching The Corny Collins Show.
Which is why they are both rushing down the street, thirteen years later, going to watch it.
"I'm hurrying Tracy, but my mother says I'm not allowed to perspire." Penny complained, remembering her mother strict rules.
Tracy just turned around, rolled her eyes, and said "Come on!"
And then pair were rushing off again. Penny, being the clumsy person she is, tripped on the first step going up Tracy's apartment. 'jeez' She thought. "I've been coming in and out of this apartment for thirteen years and I still can't remember there's a step there.'
"you ok?" Tracy asked, not fazed by her tripping over the step again.
"Yeah I think s-" Penny was interrupted, once again, by Tracy, pulling her along.
"I'm home! Tracy Yelled as she burst inside, followed by Penny. Edna, Tracy's mother, was in the living room. She seemed to be dealing with a customer who, judging by the look on Edna's face, was unhappy about something. She didn't get a chance to turn around and see who the customer was before the Corny Collins Show theme song filled the room. And the second Penny heard it, she was up on her feet dancing along with Tracy.
Penny didn't consider herself the best dancer. In fact, she considered herself the worst dancer. Ever. But she still enjoyed just as long as she wasn't in public. "Four o' clock." Edna murmured. Guess I don't have to ask who got detention again. Penny glanced over at Tracy, who just rolled her eyes in the middle of a turn.
"Tracy Turnblad!" Edna exclaimed. "Where are your manners! Say hello to our guest."
"Hello, Mrs. Pingleton."
Mrs. Pingleton. Oh no. If Penny's mother was skeptical about if she was actually going to the library to study after school, she couldn't even imagine what would happen after this. She would never let her leave the house again.
"And you, Penny?" Oh yeah. She was too busy thinking about her punishment that she forgot to greet her own mother. Although she wasn't quite sure that was something she wanted to do at the moment. Still, she managed to squeak out a quiet "Hello Mrs. Pingleton."
Really? She was such a flop, she called her own mother 'Mrs. Pingleton.' She cleared her throat. "I mean…Mother." She managed to turn around and give her a guilty smile.
There was an awkward silence. Luckily, Edna ended the awkwardness "Teenagers. They just love watching that Corny Collins Show."
With that, she continued to dance along to the show. Her mother said something about race music or something but she decided to tune her out. She wanted to have fun. While she still could.
A couple of seconds later she heard the front door slam. She whipped her head around, only to find her mother no longer standing there. 'huh.' She thought 'Guess she'll deal with me when I get home.'
"R-r-r-r- roll call!" She looked back at the show. Corny, the host of the show, always seemed full of energy. There was literally not one day where he seemed off. Actually, now that she'd come to think of it, all the council members seemed to be on their A game Twenty-four seven.
"I'm Amber." The girls both rolled their eyes.
"Brad."
"Tammy."
"Fender."
"Brenda."
"Sketch."
"Shelly."
"I.Q"
"Lou Anne"
"and I'm… Link."
High pitched squeals filled the house. "Oh, Link! Kiss me again and again!" Ok so maybe Tracy had a little crush on Link. Or a huge one. "Could you turn that racquet down, I'm trying to iron in here!" Complied Edna. In response, she got more squealing.
The theme song ended and all the council members went into their ending pose. "Yeah!" beamed Corny. "And that was our dance of the week, the srtikin chicken! We'll be right back! The show then switched to a commercial for toothpaste. It wasn't long until Tracy pulled out her can of hairspray and started touching up her hair. Edna gave her look that Tracy saw, but chose to ignore. After that, she grabbed a magazine from the coffee table and sat on the floor with Penny, looking through it.
It was always fun for Penny to do this because her mother never allowed magazines in the house. She considered them a sin too. Before long, Corny's face was on the screen again and the girls sprang to their feet.
"Now don't forget guys and gidgets, our very first prime time spectacular is coming up on June 6th. We'll be live from Baltimore's brand new eventorium broadcasting nationwide! Talent scouts will be on hand from all the major record labels, and sponsoring the event will be our very own Ultra-Clutch Hairspray. So, lets give a big, fawning, Baltimore salute to the president of Ultra Clutch, Harriman F. Spritzer!" Everyone applauded as a short, old, very nervous man, walked onto the set.
"Ultra-Clutch is proud to bring you… f-fine youngsters to n-national attention." He said.
"Our big break!" The council members beamed. Spritzer ran off the set like he was running away from a pack of hungry wolves. A confused Corny added "Also on the special, we'll be crowning your choice for miss teenage hairspray!" "my big break!" Amber said, taking the microphone away from Corny.
"Well isn't she a lovely, slim, girl." Said Edna, who was now half watching the show, half ironing the clothes.
Tracy shrugged "I guess amber's pretty, but she can't dance."
"Plastic little spastic!" Penny spat out as she crossed her arms. "Oh no!" Tract blurted out. "I'm gonna kill myself!" Penny looked over at Tracy, confused. "Look!" Tract said. "She's wearing link Larkin's council ring!" She collapsed on the couch, defeated.
Sure enough, when Penny looked back at the screen, there was Amber showing off Link's ring. Penny rolled her eyes and joined Tracy in the couch.
"Hey gang!" Amber said in a perky voice, reading a cue card. "Don't for get to watch mom and me on mother…" she was having trouble reading the card. "D-dogter day." Just as Corny was about to say something, Amber snatch the microphone right back. "And I wanna be your miss teenage hairspray, 1962. Remember, a vote for me from you is… a vote for me!"
"what an unexpected adlib amber." Said Corny, obioulst annoyed but trying to keep his cool. He snatched the mic back and shoved Amber into the group of teenagers behind her. "And speaking of expecting the unexpected, our own fun loving, freewheeling, Brenda will be taking a leave of absence."
A girl with black hair, up in a beehive, wearing a white dress with blue flowers, stepped out of the group.
"How long will you be gone, Brenda?
"She looked around, nervously. "Nine months."
Penny and Tract shared a look, but shrugged the statement off and turned their attention back to the show.
Corny broke the awkward silence. "So it looks like we'll have an opening for a girl who's just as fun loving, but maybe not quite as freewheeling. Wanna be one of the nicest kids in town. Cut school tomorrow and come down to station WZZT to audition.
Penny and Tracy's eye both grew the size of golf balls. "Oh my god! It's the dream of a lifetime! I have to go audition!" Said Tracy, jumping out of her seat. Penny jumped right up with her. "Oh my god! It's the dream of a lifetime! I have to go watch you audition!"
The two jumped up and down excitedly. Their excitement was soon ruined by Edna walking over to the TV and turning it off. "That'll be enough of that for one day." She turned to the girls. "No one is auditioning for anything. They'll be no cutting school in this house."
Penny knew how important this was to Tracy and she was not about to let her.
"But Mrs. Turnblad- "
"Penny, go tell your mother she wants you."
Oh yeah. She had completely forgotten about her mother. She felt bad that she couldn't stay and beg Mrs. Turnblad to let Tracy audition, but she was sure Tracy would find a way. She always did.
"She does? I better hurry! Bye Mrs. Turnblad! Bye Tracy!"
And with that, she grabbed her backpack and ran out the door to face the wrath of her mother.
And there's chapter one. So, yeah it was kind of long and kind of boring but I needed a chapter to set everything up. Also I apologize if that was really bad.
