Curly was nervous. She checked her reflection in the mirror while smoothing her satin dress. The dress was a deep blue with a sweetheart neckline, and empire waist. It also had a slit running down the front to show a lighter colored skirt underneath. Curly let her hair curl freely down her back. Lastly she fixed a black satin mask on her face. It covered just above her nose to just below her eyebrows. Curly did not even recognize herself. After a month of Spot Conlon boot camp she was fit as can be.
FLASHBACK
The day after the dock incident spot took Curly to Medda's.
"Medda, this is Blue-eyes. She is the answer to all your problems."
"Oh, really Honey? Sing a few notes for me." Curly did.
"Well darling you're absolutely hired." Spot stepped in.
"But Medda there is just on problem. The Delancys are after Blue-eyes. Do you think we could keep her identity a secret?"
"Sure, sure just bring her to practice everyday. I want her singing next week."
END FLASHBACK
Curly looked in the mirror one more time and sighed. "Here goes nothing."
"Please welcome the Blue-eyed Dreamer!" hundreds of newsies clapped as Curly stepped on stage. As she opened her mouth the newsies chins hit the floor.
Love woke me up this morning
With a melody
Love came and whispered a story
That awakened the trees…
Jay was floored. Curly looked amazing. If Jay had not known that was Curly he would have never recognized her. He looked around. He leaned over to Racetrack.
"I think I just saw a fly go down your throat." Race immediately shut his mouth.
"She's beautiful!"
"I know…" Curly's voice hit a crescendo. Her song ended to massive applause.
After the show Jay snuck back stage to congratulate Curly then walked back with the guys to Manhattan. Curly was going to stay Brooklyn for at least another two weeks.
"So Jay what did you think about the Blue-eyed Dreamer?"
"She was beautiful." Race almost dropped his cigar.
"All you can say is beautiful? She was on fire!"
"Race what about Medda?"
"Medda …is… old enough to be my mother, but The Dreamer is my age."
"Don't get to attached Race."
"Why?"
"You never know when life will give you a cruddy head line."
The song was by Bethany Dillon and please please please review!
