I don't like this first chapter (it's kind of like my life), and it's kind
of just an introduction. So if you're not interested, skip it, it's all
good. I like the end of it though with Dave… just… lol! Do whatever! R &
R though whenever ya can!
Title: DVD Psychedelia
Author: Katie Louden
Inspired By: Emmy Louden
Summary: Two sisters (Katie, The Newsies Lover, and Emmy, The Intensified Flirt) get sucked into the DVD player, back to 1900, and right to Manhattan. Kate plans to win SOMEONE'S… ANYONE'S! heart, while Emmy tries to get with the wrong dudes, which could bring a lot of conflict and insanity into the story… which is the point *wink*.
Chapter One:
The sun was shining through my warm clothing, burning my skin. I shouldn't have worn this ferschluginer sweatshirt. Just because you're cold in the morning doesn't mean that you'll be cold in the afternoon. I missed my bus too. I had to WALK back home. Walk---the most dreadful word in my dictionary. I despise walking. If I became President, I would ban it.
As soon as I opened the door of my house I collapsed on the couch, flicking on the television. Nothing is EVER on. "Jesus Christ!" I groaned.
"Superstar." My little brother Jake shuffled into the room.
Jack is a major geek. He believes that swearing will send you to, quote, "h-e-double hockey sticks". I think that words are words. Whatever you say is just… whatever you say. But anyway, Jack crashed beside me.
I turned on the public broadcasting network, A.K.A. PBS, and he jumped up and left the room. Good.
3 hours gone. 6 o'clock. My older sister, Emmy, trampled inside and slammed the door shut. She sagged beside me. "Hey Kate… wanna watch a movie?" she inquired. That was Emmy's "thing". When she obviously had a bad say, and obviously had nothing to do, she would watch a movie till she fell asleep, which was pretty quick. Plus, her friends called all the time, so the movie would have more than 5 pauses.
She seemed so much more depressed today than usual. "Well," I began, cracking a smile, "what do you wanna watch?" Of course, I thought of only one thing, but I wasn't going to shout it out to her… NEWSIES NEWSIES NEWSIES NEWSIES NEWSIES… I was going to use our "sister connection" and transfer my thoughts to hers.
Emmy was totally oblivious to the things I liked, so she had no clue what "Newsies" actually was. I glanced towards the DVD player and saw the beautiful case. NEWSIES. Emmy stood up and cocked her head, eyeing the movie. "What's that?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just a really cool movie!" I sniffed, acting as if I had had an attack or something. I really tried hard to act cool around my sister. Everyone liked her. I was just "Emmy's sister" and nothing more. I had to be her friend to be alive.
She shrugged, picking up the case. "He's kinda cute," she stated, holding the case up for me to see, and pointing a tapping finger at Jack.
I shrugged, unsure of whether she was trying to reel me in and tell me how weird I was for swooning over Christian Bale. Then we'd watch the movie and she'd say awful things about my Aaron, Max, Trey, and all the other guys, trying to get me to admit that they were hot. And they are. So there. Don't get me wrong though, my sister is one cool chick. She's not ever mean to me; she just expressed herself in strange ways.
She threw the case at me. "Wanna watch it?"
I felt my smile grow. "Sure." I hopped up and then realized the DVD was already in the player, of course. I casually got back up and sat down, Emmy sitting down beside me.
The movie started and she chuckled at Skittery's awful morning wake-up. I did a little dance in my head. "He has big feet," she pointed out.
"Yeah, well, he's older ya know…" My voice trailed off and I found myself not having any fun. I'll admit it; it's hard to please.
Emmy took the DVD clicker from me and paused the movie. "Want some popcorn?" she asked.
"It just started," I complained, "but I guess." She always did this. She'd either fall asleep or get up or, worst of all, she'd get a call and stay out really late.
She planted herself back down and looked at me. She hit the PLAY button and we continued to watch the movie. "Well, he looked cute on the cover," Emmy mumbled as Jack awoke from his slumber.
I shook my head. "He's not a morning person," I explained, "You shall see."
We proceeded watching, not talking. Here was my sure-fire way of getting Emmy to laugh. Jack explained to Davey that Davey owed him two bits. Here it comes.
"… Plus, you get da benefit of observin' me no charge."
"A-ha!" David laughed.
"A-ha!" Wait, it was Davey again.
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"Arg!" I took the clicker from Emmy and hit STOP. "My movie better not be broken," I pouted. I looked up to find that David was still "A-ha!"ing away. I hit STOP many more times, but David kept rolling. I glanced at Emmy, who looked deep in thought, not even realizing what was happened. Figures. When I need help, they aren't listening. I threw the clicker on the floor and crawled to the DVD player, hitting the OPEN key. I shook my head and faced Emmy, who now looked as if she were stuck to the movie. I looked at the screen…
Read on!
Title: DVD Psychedelia
Author: Katie Louden
Inspired By: Emmy Louden
Summary: Two sisters (Katie, The Newsies Lover, and Emmy, The Intensified Flirt) get sucked into the DVD player, back to 1900, and right to Manhattan. Kate plans to win SOMEONE'S… ANYONE'S! heart, while Emmy tries to get with the wrong dudes, which could bring a lot of conflict and insanity into the story… which is the point *wink*.
Chapter One:
The sun was shining through my warm clothing, burning my skin. I shouldn't have worn this ferschluginer sweatshirt. Just because you're cold in the morning doesn't mean that you'll be cold in the afternoon. I missed my bus too. I had to WALK back home. Walk---the most dreadful word in my dictionary. I despise walking. If I became President, I would ban it.
As soon as I opened the door of my house I collapsed on the couch, flicking on the television. Nothing is EVER on. "Jesus Christ!" I groaned.
"Superstar." My little brother Jake shuffled into the room.
Jack is a major geek. He believes that swearing will send you to, quote, "h-e-double hockey sticks". I think that words are words. Whatever you say is just… whatever you say. But anyway, Jack crashed beside me.
I turned on the public broadcasting network, A.K.A. PBS, and he jumped up and left the room. Good.
3 hours gone. 6 o'clock. My older sister, Emmy, trampled inside and slammed the door shut. She sagged beside me. "Hey Kate… wanna watch a movie?" she inquired. That was Emmy's "thing". When she obviously had a bad say, and obviously had nothing to do, she would watch a movie till she fell asleep, which was pretty quick. Plus, her friends called all the time, so the movie would have more than 5 pauses.
She seemed so much more depressed today than usual. "Well," I began, cracking a smile, "what do you wanna watch?" Of course, I thought of only one thing, but I wasn't going to shout it out to her… NEWSIES NEWSIES NEWSIES NEWSIES NEWSIES… I was going to use our "sister connection" and transfer my thoughts to hers.
Emmy was totally oblivious to the things I liked, so she had no clue what "Newsies" actually was. I glanced towards the DVD player and saw the beautiful case. NEWSIES. Emmy stood up and cocked her head, eyeing the movie. "What's that?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just a really cool movie!" I sniffed, acting as if I had had an attack or something. I really tried hard to act cool around my sister. Everyone liked her. I was just "Emmy's sister" and nothing more. I had to be her friend to be alive.
She shrugged, picking up the case. "He's kinda cute," she stated, holding the case up for me to see, and pointing a tapping finger at Jack.
I shrugged, unsure of whether she was trying to reel me in and tell me how weird I was for swooning over Christian Bale. Then we'd watch the movie and she'd say awful things about my Aaron, Max, Trey, and all the other guys, trying to get me to admit that they were hot. And they are. So there. Don't get me wrong though, my sister is one cool chick. She's not ever mean to me; she just expressed herself in strange ways.
She threw the case at me. "Wanna watch it?"
I felt my smile grow. "Sure." I hopped up and then realized the DVD was already in the player, of course. I casually got back up and sat down, Emmy sitting down beside me.
The movie started and she chuckled at Skittery's awful morning wake-up. I did a little dance in my head. "He has big feet," she pointed out.
"Yeah, well, he's older ya know…" My voice trailed off and I found myself not having any fun. I'll admit it; it's hard to please.
Emmy took the DVD clicker from me and paused the movie. "Want some popcorn?" she asked.
"It just started," I complained, "but I guess." She always did this. She'd either fall asleep or get up or, worst of all, she'd get a call and stay out really late.
She planted herself back down and looked at me. She hit the PLAY button and we continued to watch the movie. "Well, he looked cute on the cover," Emmy mumbled as Jack awoke from his slumber.
I shook my head. "He's not a morning person," I explained, "You shall see."
We proceeded watching, not talking. Here was my sure-fire way of getting Emmy to laugh. Jack explained to Davey that Davey owed him two bits. Here it comes.
"… Plus, you get da benefit of observin' me no charge."
"A-ha!" David laughed.
"A-ha!" Wait, it was Davey again.
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"A-ha!"
"Arg!" I took the clicker from Emmy and hit STOP. "My movie better not be broken," I pouted. I looked up to find that David was still "A-ha!"ing away. I hit STOP many more times, but David kept rolling. I glanced at Emmy, who looked deep in thought, not even realizing what was happened. Figures. When I need help, they aren't listening. I threw the clicker on the floor and crawled to the DVD player, hitting the OPEN key. I shook my head and faced Emmy, who now looked as if she were stuck to the movie. I looked at the screen…
Read on!