I have not written in a while so I hope my writing's still good. Is it just me or are the new changes half good, half bad. I mean, it's weird, but cool…. I dunno.
Ok, disclaimer: I do not own anything that you have seen in the movie Newsies. If I did, I would be living in an awesome house or something!
Nenene
Addie and Virginia.
Lock and Key.
A closed door and an open window.
Orphans.
All those described the two girls walking down Manhattan's main street. One with straight, blonde hair and the other with black, curly hair; neither wore their hair up, and instead chose to wear it down on their backs. They both wore white shirts and long skirts, as was common of the time. In all, they looked like common girls from a low-wealth family.
In truth, they were. They even used to have two wonderful parents to turn to whenever things got bad. Now, because of serious actions and consequences, they had no one.
"Where are we going?"
"I don't know Virginia. I just don't know."
Addie, the elder of the two, kept a hand on her little sister's shoulder as they walked down the street. She knew it was dangerous for two girls to be walking through Manhattan at night, but they needed to get out. Any longer in the orphanage home and she would go crazy. Even worse, her sister would be taken away from her and sent to some rich family in Queens. There was no way in he- never mind, she shouldn't be saying that right now. Right now she needed to get them somewhere safe, somewhere warm, somewhere nice.
"Hey Addie?
Addie hummed back absentmindedly.
"I think those guys are following us."
Addie spun around faster than a spinning top, nearly giving herself whiplash, "Where?"
"They just ducked behind the alleys. I can't see them now."
"Shoot! We need to move. Now!"
Virginia lurched as she was grabbed by her wrist and pulled along the street quickly. She looked behind her; she didn't see them anymore, maybe they left. Suddenly she slammed into her older sister as she stopped on a dime. Peering around Addie, Virginia saw a group of boys, the oldest seeming to be nineteen. She thought they seemed harmless but her sister was wary of everyone nowadays.
" 'ey! Where two pretty goils goin' a' such a time? Don' you knows it's dangerous ta' be out 'ere?"
"Excuse us," Addie politly demanded, still holding on to Virginia's shoulder, "but we need to go."
Virginia watched the exchange with interest, completely oblivious to the men coming up behind her. She let out a screech when a pair of strong hands grabbed her waist and lifted her up over their shoulders. Addie's hand was torn from her shoulder and she heard shouts of anger following. A gag was placed on her mouth and her hands were quickly tied up. She screamed at the top of her lungs for her sister. She heard shouts and yells from behind her, staying behind as the men carrying her ran forward.
"VIRGINIA!"
That was the last thing she heard before a rag was placed over her nose and she fell asleep immediately.
Nononono
"VIRGINIA!"
Addie rushed forward just to be stopped by many pairs of hands pulling her back.
"NO! Youse gonna be taken too!"
"Are youse crazy or somethin'?"
She pounded on someone's chest, demanding to be set free so she could go get Virginia, "She's my sister you idiots! Let me go!"
She sank to the ground, days of running and her sister's capture finally taking its toll on her, "Let me go."
As hard as she tried, a sob still escaped her lips, "She's my sister!"