Disclaimer: I own the Newsies. They are mine and I keep them locked in the basement! Just kidding! I really wish that I did though! I own Alexandria Kole and her father. Well I hope that you enjoy!

P.S. I re-did this chapter because it was one big clump so I hope it is good enough!
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"Morning Papa!" 16-year-old Alexandria Kole announced as she ran into the room in the morning, as usual.

"Good morning, sweetheart", he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek as she sat down at the breakfast table. Meals were quiet nowadays. It was only her and her father now. Her mother and brother had died from consumption about a year before and, unfortunately for her, her father wasn't much for conversation. After finishing her breakfast and giving her father a kiss on the cheek, she made her way to school.

That morning she was walking down the hallway in her dreamland she, unknowingly, began singing to herself. When she finished singing she heard applause behind her and she saw her music teacher standing behind her.

"Why didn't you tell me you could sing?" he asked her. Class had already started but her teacher insisted on speaking to her. "You have a lovely voice!" he gushed "I want to talk to you after music class today, is that okay with you?" she nodded her approval and rushed to class. Luckily, the teacher was forgiving since she was with another teacher.

IN MUSIC CLASS

"Boys and girls we have a special treat for you today. I have discovered new talent and maybe if we cheer very loudly she will come up here and sing us a song. "Mr. Weaver announced, "How about it Alex?" Alex sat blushing in her seat as her classmates shouted for her to go up. She got up and went to the microphone in the front of the class. They all cheered. "I am going to sing a song that my mother wrote. She would sing it to me at bedtime every night called Memory." She cleared her throat and began

Midnight

Not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory?

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan

Her song entranced them all as she wound out the sad tale.

Memory

All alone in the moonlight

I can smile at the old days

I was beautiful then

I remember the time

I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again

Every street lamp

Seems to beat a

Fatalistic warning

Someone mutters

And a street lamp gutters

And soon it will be morning

Daylight

I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

And I mustnt give in

When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too

And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of

Smoky days

The stale cold smell of morning

The street lamp dies

Another night is over

Another day is dawning

Touch me

Its so easy to leave me

All alone with the memory

Of my days in the sun

If you touch me you'll understand what happiness was

Look a new day

Has begun

Cats: Music-Andrew Lloyd Webber

The classroom exploded with applause. She laughed blushing and returned to her seat. She spoke with her music teacher. He wanted her to join the choir and have the solo part. Auditions were after school. So that is where she was. She was waiting her turn nervously with the other girls. When her turn came she sang her heart and she got the part. She rushed home to tell her father. What she found before her she was not ready for.

Her father was on his knees begging to two men. One of them had a gun that was pointed at her fathers forehead. Before she could say anything the man shot her father. So she did the only thing she could do. She screamed. The men turned around and she got a good view of each of the men, drinking in each detail.

"How much did you see?" The first man asked, pointing the gun at her

"N-Nothing" She replied

"Yes, Lets keep it that way but just to make sure." He was about to pull the trigger when a piercing whistle broke through the building. The cops. The man swore "I'll be back for you later", he said before climbing through the window and down the fire escape. She didn't want to deal with anyone at the moment so she hid under the bed. They didn't find her but they took the body away. Once all was quiet, Alex took a few precious items, some clothes, and all the money that she had and left the building in search for someplace to start over.
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Too fast? Well, if you have opinions, questions, comments? Review please! I don't care if you review and tell me that my story sucked big monkeys I just want you to review. Chapter two will be up soon!