Yes, I am in fact writing another story where girls from the modern day go back in time to 1899 New York. But that is because I have gotten my best friend into Newsies and I HAD to write a fic about it. If you are tired of reading them, then don't go any further. But I love writing these types of stories and I'm not bad at it. So, anyways, sorry about that. I have gotten a few flames saying that it's weird for me to keep writing these so I felt the need to include this. But the rant is over and now on with the story
Disclaimer: new story, same disclaimer
Chapter 1
"Look at me, I'm the king of New York! Suddenly I'm respectable, starin' right at'cha. Lousy wid statcha!"
"Nubbin' wid all da muckity-mucks, I'm blowin' my dough and goin' delux!"
"And dere I be, ain't I pretty?"
"It's my city! I'm the king of New York!"
Lucy and Riley collapsed on the floor of Lucy's bedroom laughing. The two best friends were huge fans of Newsies and took the opportunity to sing, dance and act it every chance they got. And the weekend that Riley was spending at Lucy's house was definitely no exception.
"Luce, I think something is truly wrong with us," Riley told her friend. Riley Piper, age 16, had long, straight, dark brown hair that reached a few inches below her shoulders. She had blue-grey eyes that were covered by black and red colored glasses.
"You mean other than the fact that we're extreme fangirls? Because I thought that that was our biggest attribute," Lucy replied. Lucy Baum, also 16, had medium length, curly, dirty blonde hair that reached just below her shoulders. She had bright blue eyes.
"As much as we think that is true, I'm not so sure about other people."
"I bet the newsies wouldn't think we were weird." Lucy picked up the Newsies DVD case and looked at it. "I mean, they all have little weird quirks. Except for David I mean, he's perfect."
"Oh please, he's such a nerd. Everything has to be all rational and logical. Want a perfect newsie? Look at Jack. He is perfect! I mean, woo!"
"I would be a hypocrite if I argued considering I used to have a crush on him. But Rie, c'mon. David Jacobs? He's just…no words."
'Okay, okay, two are perfect."
"Oh, who are we kidding? They're all perfect!"
"I would kill to be in a production of Newsies."
"I would kill to live in the world of Newsies. Can you imagine us as newsies, hawkin' headlines?"
"Headlines don't sell papes."
"Newsies sell papes," they both finished the quote and laughed.
"Never fear Brooklyn is here!" Lucy quoted.
"Baby born with three heads…must be from Brooklyn," Riley followed.
"On me back Mush."
"We trust no one but the newsies."
"Okay, I think we need to stop before we quote the entire movie. Because you know we can."
"It's one of our many talents."
Lucy chuckled. "Very true. But you know, this is why we're single."
"How do we boy?"
Lucy didn't have a chance to say anything because she suddenly heard a lot of noise coming from outside.
"What the?" She and Riley both got up and went to the door. And she never expected to see what she saw when she opened the door.
Cliffy? Don't worry, answers will come. Oh, and just so you know, this story is about me and my best friend and yes, we really do talk like this. DON'T JUDGE US;) anyways, tell me what you think of it so far. I know, it's really short but hey, it's only the first chap. But, the more people review the faster the chap will be up!
