Chapter one
She sat in the corner of the bar watching from afar the smug newsies that filled the rest of the room. The bar was only a temporary refuge from the harsh cold wind that blew outside, it would be closing soon and would be leaving her to face the lonely dark and what her fate held for her outside on the streets. One of the waitresses pasted by and she slouched in her chair wanting to go unnoticed.
The noise and laughter grew and with it the tears that flooded her eyes. She too was once a newsie, and a loved one or at least she would like to think so. She set her eyes to the girl on stage and refused to blink due to the tears she knew would fall if she did. The girl gave a slight bow and blushed a little from the hoots and hollers coming from every direction she jumped down and joined a rather rowdy table as the next performer came out.
There where even more howls as the girl was being introduced "simmer down" the announcer cried in a pleading voice over the rather loud newsies "next we have ." her mind started to wander again, not hearing the name as she looked from face to face searching for someone who might know her, someone who might help her, someone who didn't know her past.
she wrapped her arms around her as if tightly giving her self a hug and slipping even further down in to the chair till she was completely hidden. She no longer had an identity her name no longer mattered and her friends were gone. She let one tear twinkle down at the thought of her friends. Of Stress, Smarts, Dragonfly, Chipper, and the many others she loved so much. she shook her head as to rid it of the blissful memories that seemed only to cause so much pain now. She put her hand to her chest as if holding the aching heart that was inside.
Finally the girl was done and more howls proceeded "Hades" was the name being chanted and "one more" where the calls that seemed to follow it. She looked back to the stage at a lanky girl with long brown hair, and some of the prettiest eyes she had seen since she left Jersey, and then the girls beautiful voice had began again and she sighed remembering her Chipper, the one that would sing and dance to the hollers back home. Again she shook her head trying to do away with the memory she no longer had a home.
She wiped the tears away, she would never let anyone see her cry and this was no exception. She sat straight in her chair waiting patiently as the hours passed cause soon she would have to leave, however her peaceful silence was interrupted by the same waitress she had tried to hide from: "'cusse me dear, ya gonna get something?" she raised an eyebrow at the pretty waitress who was still only a girl herself but shook her head no praying that she would only go away and leave her in the despair she was wallowing in. Yet she took the seat next to her and directed her attention to the stage to watch the girl perform.
The song seemed to end way to soon, with its ending began a new uproar and a new conversation. The waitress turned back to the smaller girl who hid herself in the corner out of view, and she held out her hand "hey ya I'se Gypsy but ya can call me Gip for short" the meek but intimidating girl extended her arm to met it with Gip's, racking her own brain for a name, she could no longer use Problem, the only name she had used since the day her mother died. "well ain't ya got a name?" the waitress asked sarcastically. She thought quickly and then said "I'se Dream" Smarts secret name for her since only she knew of her aspirations and dreams.
She nodded as if trying to convince herself more then Gip. "it's Dream" she repeated receiving a bizarre look from Gip. "nice shiner" Gip took Dreams head in her hands looking over the bruised eye. Dream jerked her head away and was ready to shoot a smart-ass remark back but caught her self. She was in a strange place and to her it was better to have one cocky friend then none at all.
Gypsy left to join another table, taking back by Dreams response to her actions she left with out so much as a goodbye and Dream was once again left to her sorrow filled silence till the bar closed.
With her new found name, Dream walked the lonely streets in the Dark till she found the alley from the night before. She walked slowly to the back of it where she calmly sat down on an old newspaper pulling the one beside it lightly over herself hoping it would block even just a bit of the cold wind that bit at her fingers and nose, and there she sat against the building wall trying unsuccessfully to get a little sleep.
And so this is how her new life began with every morning waking it was off to see what she could scrap up to eat and then when evening fell back to the bar where she would sit quietly letting her mind wonder till it was time for her to face the harsh reality of sleeping out side in that cold alley again.
Her cuts that were once so visible and the bruises that once covered her pale skin had almost completely vanished.
On her lonesome nights in that bar she made friends, however they were not the kind that one would actually met and talked to. Each night she would pick a different newsie, one that seemed to being enjoying them self and she would give them her very own name and make up their past one that pleased her.
Dream squinted with one eye as she woke to the loud calls of the New York newsies. When she sat up she hit her head because she was taken back by two girls that were sitting on a crate in the deserted alley staring at her. Dream jumped to her feet feeling a little uneasy about what was going on. "what do you want?" she half asked half demanded.
The smaller girl started to giggle. She had dark brown hair with dark green eyes to match. She looked like a newsie by the way she was dressed but she didn't have papers and Dream had never seen her in the bar. However the other girl was in the bar almost everyday that week when Dream was there. She was tall and looked rather like a giant next to the smaller girl. She had light brown hair and hazel eyes. Dream was startled when the taller girl gave the smaller one a slight smack in the head.
"quite Timber!! Ya scarin' 'er" she hissed to the smaller girl who didn't like this to well and got up to defend herself. "just cause you'se bigger don't mean I'se scared of ya Toity" she put up her fist in a fighting manner. But the older girl just shrugged it off she was more interested in Dream.
Dream kept her straight face and stepped back from the duo a little uncertain of the unexpected visit. "what do ya want?" Dream asked again still rubbing her head from the bump into the wall.
She sat in the corner of the bar watching from afar the smug newsies that filled the rest of the room. The bar was only a temporary refuge from the harsh cold wind that blew outside, it would be closing soon and would be leaving her to face the lonely dark and what her fate held for her outside on the streets. One of the waitresses pasted by and she slouched in her chair wanting to go unnoticed.
The noise and laughter grew and with it the tears that flooded her eyes. She too was once a newsie, and a loved one or at least she would like to think so. She set her eyes to the girl on stage and refused to blink due to the tears she knew would fall if she did. The girl gave a slight bow and blushed a little from the hoots and hollers coming from every direction she jumped down and joined a rather rowdy table as the next performer came out.
There where even more howls as the girl was being introduced "simmer down" the announcer cried in a pleading voice over the rather loud newsies "next we have ." her mind started to wander again, not hearing the name as she looked from face to face searching for someone who might know her, someone who might help her, someone who didn't know her past.
she wrapped her arms around her as if tightly giving her self a hug and slipping even further down in to the chair till she was completely hidden. She no longer had an identity her name no longer mattered and her friends were gone. She let one tear twinkle down at the thought of her friends. Of Stress, Smarts, Dragonfly, Chipper, and the many others she loved so much. she shook her head as to rid it of the blissful memories that seemed only to cause so much pain now. She put her hand to her chest as if holding the aching heart that was inside.
Finally the girl was done and more howls proceeded "Hades" was the name being chanted and "one more" where the calls that seemed to follow it. She looked back to the stage at a lanky girl with long brown hair, and some of the prettiest eyes she had seen since she left Jersey, and then the girls beautiful voice had began again and she sighed remembering her Chipper, the one that would sing and dance to the hollers back home. Again she shook her head trying to do away with the memory she no longer had a home.
She wiped the tears away, she would never let anyone see her cry and this was no exception. She sat straight in her chair waiting patiently as the hours passed cause soon she would have to leave, however her peaceful silence was interrupted by the same waitress she had tried to hide from: "'cusse me dear, ya gonna get something?" she raised an eyebrow at the pretty waitress who was still only a girl herself but shook her head no praying that she would only go away and leave her in the despair she was wallowing in. Yet she took the seat next to her and directed her attention to the stage to watch the girl perform.
The song seemed to end way to soon, with its ending began a new uproar and a new conversation. The waitress turned back to the smaller girl who hid herself in the corner out of view, and she held out her hand "hey ya I'se Gypsy but ya can call me Gip for short" the meek but intimidating girl extended her arm to met it with Gip's, racking her own brain for a name, she could no longer use Problem, the only name she had used since the day her mother died. "well ain't ya got a name?" the waitress asked sarcastically. She thought quickly and then said "I'se Dream" Smarts secret name for her since only she knew of her aspirations and dreams.
She nodded as if trying to convince herself more then Gip. "it's Dream" she repeated receiving a bizarre look from Gip. "nice shiner" Gip took Dreams head in her hands looking over the bruised eye. Dream jerked her head away and was ready to shoot a smart-ass remark back but caught her self. She was in a strange place and to her it was better to have one cocky friend then none at all.
Gypsy left to join another table, taking back by Dreams response to her actions she left with out so much as a goodbye and Dream was once again left to her sorrow filled silence till the bar closed.
With her new found name, Dream walked the lonely streets in the Dark till she found the alley from the night before. She walked slowly to the back of it where she calmly sat down on an old newspaper pulling the one beside it lightly over herself hoping it would block even just a bit of the cold wind that bit at her fingers and nose, and there she sat against the building wall trying unsuccessfully to get a little sleep.
And so this is how her new life began with every morning waking it was off to see what she could scrap up to eat and then when evening fell back to the bar where she would sit quietly letting her mind wonder till it was time for her to face the harsh reality of sleeping out side in that cold alley again.
Her cuts that were once so visible and the bruises that once covered her pale skin had almost completely vanished.
On her lonesome nights in that bar she made friends, however they were not the kind that one would actually met and talked to. Each night she would pick a different newsie, one that seemed to being enjoying them self and she would give them her very own name and make up their past one that pleased her.
Dream squinted with one eye as she woke to the loud calls of the New York newsies. When she sat up she hit her head because she was taken back by two girls that were sitting on a crate in the deserted alley staring at her. Dream jumped to her feet feeling a little uneasy about what was going on. "what do you want?" she half asked half demanded.
The smaller girl started to giggle. She had dark brown hair with dark green eyes to match. She looked like a newsie by the way she was dressed but she didn't have papers and Dream had never seen her in the bar. However the other girl was in the bar almost everyday that week when Dream was there. She was tall and looked rather like a giant next to the smaller girl. She had light brown hair and hazel eyes. Dream was startled when the taller girl gave the smaller one a slight smack in the head.
"quite Timber!! Ya scarin' 'er" she hissed to the smaller girl who didn't like this to well and got up to defend herself. "just cause you'se bigger don't mean I'se scared of ya Toity" she put up her fist in a fighting manner. But the older girl just shrugged it off she was more interested in Dream.
Dream kept her straight face and stepped back from the duo a little uncertain of the unexpected visit. "what do ya want?" Dream asked again still rubbing her head from the bump into the wall.
