A/N: I don't own Spot or any other character you recognize from the movie Newsies. Disney owns it all, I wish I owned one of them, but alas. So here's my story, that I own nothing of but the plot.
Warning: Contains some mild slash, if you don't like it, don't read it. All flames will be used to burn marshmallows with so I can make smores.
Invisible Spirit
Chapter 1: Spot
I guess I should tell you a little about myself since you're going to be reading about my life shortly. My name is Gabriel Patrick Conlon, but my friends call me Spot. That is, if I had any friends. It's not easy for me to make friends, people see me as a cold-hearted bitch. Which isn't true, just so you know. I moved into this school system back in eighth grade, but no one knows who I am, and that's sad since I'm in my senior year of school. I lived in Brooklyn and was actually pretty popular at my old school, mostly because the other kids were afraid of me, but that's changed here.
I'm not that great looking, or at least I don't think I do. I've also got a valid excuse for it as well: no one likes me! I've got boring light-brown hair and blue eyes and I'm short. This is the part that bugs me, I haven't gotten my growth spurt and at the rate I'm going, I don't think I'll ever get one. I'm invisible at my school because I'm not in any sports or clubs. I don't care enough about them to do it. But my brother, who knows my biggest secret of all, told me to join one so I did. The activity: cheerleading. Now don't laugh, I'm really good. I'm better than a lot of the girls, and I don't have to wear a skirt. There's two other guys on the squad, Dutchy and Pie Eater. The girls gave us nicknames when we joined, I don't know why, but that's just what they do. They're usually fairly nice to us because if they piss us off we could just drop them one day, and they know it.
So that big secret I told you my brother knows, there's a reason that he's the only one that knows. It's kinda obvious now that I told you what I do in school; I'm bisexual. Yes, that means I like girls and guys. So sue me.
Anyways, I went through four years of school here without any friends and no one noticing me. I ate lunch in the art room, and spent all my free time in the band room, I can play the drum set and guitar pretty good now. But now that I'm a senior I came back looking different. I had glasses for a while, which was probably a reason no one noticed me so I got contacts for cheering. I also cut my hair and now I've got an emo-swoop, and I dyed part of my hair black and bleached part of it to almost a white. I pierced my ears and I'm gauging them out, I'm at 10 right now, but I just started. I also got my tongue pierced, but none of the teachers know yet, thank God, they'd make me take it out. I'm still short, but there's nothing I can do about that. I talked my mom into letting me get a whole new wardrobe and now I look a lot better, if I do say so myself. All my clothes fit me really well and most of them are dark colors that make me look a little taller, they also make me look even thinner than I am. Can I help it if I have a high metabolism and only weigh about 120 pounds?
So it's almost the end of September and I've been getting looks from people, it's like being the new guy all over again but this time they turn and look a second time instead of walking right by me. The other cheerleaders love the new look, they say I have an 'edge' now that I didn't have before. Which means I stand out and in the words of Sarah Jacobs "We have a goth on the squad now," I think she's getting used to it now, even though she tripped over my boots yesterday. We've got practice in the gym now which is where I'll stop and let you have a look into my life.