Author's Note: Hi there! This is my first fan fiction so I hope you enjoy! (Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies) Please read and review!
Chapter 1:
Even in 1895, New York City was a big place, especially for a ten year old girl named Ana. She came from a wealthy family; however two years prior both of her parents were killed by a robber. Now, Ana lived with her not-so-wealthy uncle, who ran the News Boy Lodging House. She was happy there, for she was in great company. Kloppman (She tended to call her uncle by his last name so that she would fit in better with the boys) was a kind man who would do anything for the little girl with the emerald green eyes that were always wide and hungry for knowledge. The leader at the time, Jangles, was especially taken and made sure Ana was safe. He was her protector. Though at the age they were, most of the boys would never admit it, they all loved Ana and she practically was one of them.
It was wonderful there, however soon her grandmother sent for her to go to boarding school in England. The little girl's heart was broken, she hated the idea of leaving.
"C'mon Ana," Jangles cooed, "you'll love it there."
"Ana, as much as we adore havin' ya here, this is no life for you. Now, I can't afford to take care of ya myself or I would, and I don't want you to havta struggle, and your grandmother has been so generous, it will be a good thing if you go," Kloppman coaxed fighting back tears.
The little girl sniffed "If I do, can I live here when I come back?"
"Promise," Kloppman smiled, hugging her tightly, fearing it may be the last time he would see her.
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Five years later, Ana sat perfectly straight on a plush couch designed for lounging she could never do, taking shallow breaths restricted by a corset with her ankles crossed like a "proper lady." Her hair was pulled back in a perfect, tight bun with a small hat pinned on top.
She smiled a proper smile before addressing the woman seated across from her asking "So, Grandmother, you wish to speak with me about something?"
The old woman set down her tea and pursed a pair of frail lip before saying "Yes, Ana, I have some news," She paused then said, "I have decided to move to New York City, seeing as how it is now the budding social scene for the best of the best and the Richardsons are definitely the best." Ana smirked. If they really were the best then she would dictate where they belonged, and not the other families. "Now I know you are only fifteen, but I feel it is never too early to start impressing the right people." Ana groaned inside. There is nothing that she hated more than being toted around like an item in an auction. "However," her grandmother droned on, "there is a bit of a… complication. You see, I promised your uncle you would stay with him if we ever moved to New York again. Being a woman of my word, I wrote your uncle and we came to an understanding. You may stay with him in that…" She said the next words as if they were acid. Her grandmother had always hated Ana's mother and really the whole Kloppman family "lodging house if and only if you also attend certain events and monthly tea with me."
Ana had to bring her napkin to her mouth to help hide the utter joy that overcame her. She couldn't believe she would finally be back with her boys. No more corsets or manners, just friendship and freedom.
"Well Grandmother," Ana said, regaining her trained composure, "That sounds wonderful."
Well this first chapter is just to set things up, and things might heat up in upcoming chapters, you'll just have to wait and see ;)