Anything but Ordinary Disclaimer: I still do not own the Newsies, although
I do own Bailey. If however I did own Newsies though I would not make them
act out imaginary stories through the Internet. Rather, I'd make them MINE
all mine. Mwaha.
*Chapter 5- Perfect Fit* As time progressed, the sun faded behind the buildings and was replaced by large crescent moon. It was so dark on the streets, and I had no idea where I was going, or how I planned to get there.
I walked down dark alley after dark alley, looking for someplace to sleep or someone I knew. The main streets were better though, for obvious reasons. They were better lit, more people and had more bustle going which made for a more comfortable scene.
I some how found myself with my nose up in the air, watching the moon as I walked down the street up on the curb. It was so beautiful, and it reminded me so much of my mother. She always said that the cycle of the moon changes happened when all of the stars got hungry, and each and every single one of them took a bite out of the moon. And when the moon was almost all gone, another one appeared in it's place so that the stars wouldn't starve.
I smiled to myself, knowing that my family missed me. I just knew I couldn't go back there. I couldn't go back to my home. I had a reason for being here, I just didn't know what that reason was.
Out of no where a little old man with a cart full of apples leaped out in front of me and to avoid him I jumped out of the way. I had landed on the crowded streets, no one realizing that a poor innocent girl had just jumped directly in the line of fire. I lay in the street for a minute, and then began to get up. but I was feeling dizzy.
I took one deep breath in as I looked at the ground of the street. Turning my attention to what was going on around me I noticed that a horse and carriage was coming my way.
It kept coming in closer and closer as I sat there, frozen in my horror.
Like a sudden gust of wind I felt arms grab me around my waist and carry me away. I fainted right there in his arms, my body went completely limp and all I remember was hearing the wind quietly whispering my name in a distance.
I once again felt like I had woken up in the arms of an angel. Oddly enough, it was not the statue of Horace Greeley who had saved my life on a previous night.
Noticing that it was still dark all around me, and that I had fainted. not slept my way through what just happened I began to sit up.
I felt strong arms around my waist and I looked up from the shoulder in which I had slept to see a face. The only face in the entire world that would have made my whole day better.
Jack.
I look up at him as he lay there with his back against the brick wall sleeping. He looked so peaceful and beautiful. I brushed the hair away from his eyes gently and then proceeded with my hands to wipe the dirt off of his cheeks gently.
I then leaned in closer to his warm body and kissed him gently on his neck. If only he had known what it is he had done for me. I continued to stare at him adoringly, realizing how perfect his arms felt around my waist, then progressed to find his hands with mine and insert my fingers between every other finger of his, like we were holding hands.
I smiled to myself, the first genuine smile that had felt worthy to me since I left home.
A gentle squeeze on my hand then sent shivers throughout my body, and I gazed up at Jack only to find that he was awake.
He slowly moved in close to my ear and whispered the most beautiful words I had ever heard.
"Perfect fit"
He then grabbed my other hand with his and did the same, weaving his fingers between every other of mine. Then he brushed the hair away from my eyes, rubbed the dirt off of my cheeks. and kissed my neck gently.
*Chapter 5- Perfect Fit* As time progressed, the sun faded behind the buildings and was replaced by large crescent moon. It was so dark on the streets, and I had no idea where I was going, or how I planned to get there.
I walked down dark alley after dark alley, looking for someplace to sleep or someone I knew. The main streets were better though, for obvious reasons. They were better lit, more people and had more bustle going which made for a more comfortable scene.
I some how found myself with my nose up in the air, watching the moon as I walked down the street up on the curb. It was so beautiful, and it reminded me so much of my mother. She always said that the cycle of the moon changes happened when all of the stars got hungry, and each and every single one of them took a bite out of the moon. And when the moon was almost all gone, another one appeared in it's place so that the stars wouldn't starve.
I smiled to myself, knowing that my family missed me. I just knew I couldn't go back there. I couldn't go back to my home. I had a reason for being here, I just didn't know what that reason was.
Out of no where a little old man with a cart full of apples leaped out in front of me and to avoid him I jumped out of the way. I had landed on the crowded streets, no one realizing that a poor innocent girl had just jumped directly in the line of fire. I lay in the street for a minute, and then began to get up. but I was feeling dizzy.
I took one deep breath in as I looked at the ground of the street. Turning my attention to what was going on around me I noticed that a horse and carriage was coming my way.
It kept coming in closer and closer as I sat there, frozen in my horror.
Like a sudden gust of wind I felt arms grab me around my waist and carry me away. I fainted right there in his arms, my body went completely limp and all I remember was hearing the wind quietly whispering my name in a distance.
I once again felt like I had woken up in the arms of an angel. Oddly enough, it was not the statue of Horace Greeley who had saved my life on a previous night.
Noticing that it was still dark all around me, and that I had fainted. not slept my way through what just happened I began to sit up.
I felt strong arms around my waist and I looked up from the shoulder in which I had slept to see a face. The only face in the entire world that would have made my whole day better.
Jack.
I look up at him as he lay there with his back against the brick wall sleeping. He looked so peaceful and beautiful. I brushed the hair away from his eyes gently and then proceeded with my hands to wipe the dirt off of his cheeks gently.
I then leaned in closer to his warm body and kissed him gently on his neck. If only he had known what it is he had done for me. I continued to stare at him adoringly, realizing how perfect his arms felt around my waist, then progressed to find his hands with mine and insert my fingers between every other finger of his, like we were holding hands.
I smiled to myself, the first genuine smile that had felt worthy to me since I left home.
A gentle squeeze on my hand then sent shivers throughout my body, and I gazed up at Jack only to find that he was awake.
He slowly moved in close to my ear and whispered the most beautiful words I had ever heard.
"Perfect fit"
He then grabbed my other hand with his and did the same, weaving his fingers between every other of mine. Then he brushed the hair away from my eyes, rubbed the dirt off of my cheeks. and kissed my neck gently.