Hello and thank you to all of you that have reviewed!!
Falco- I like Spot too!! And I will be sure to keep it in mind that you want to seduce all of the Newsies that sleep outside your door for when I have my Newsies sleep over. J/k
Blinks-Tiger- Great! Send me your profile and I will try to figure out a way to fit you in the story. Do you have anywhere in particular that you want to be? I'm not sure if the guys are going to be allowed to date in this story because it could make it awkward for my main character. I could still have you in here as Blink's girl but you may not show up a lot. Anyway, thanks for the review, you are the greatest.
Spark- I'm not sure where they got Spot and am awaiting for divine insight to the answer.
Doll face- I'm glad that you decided to review. I actually got doll face from all of the weird southern/ old fashion sayings and terms of endearment I use.
Athena- Thank you so much Shaneen. You are a totally awesome friend to review and read my story! And I promise that I will have a Newsies watch party so that you can know what is going on in the story.
Ali- To quote a famous person who I can't remember at the moment, "Thank ya, thank ya, thank ya very much." **The author has now left the building!**
PS- I found the Cambridge Latin Course textbook in my latin class room. I have to say that it is a little on the slow side. It is kinda like Latin cartoon style. I am using Ecce Romani if you happen to have read that one. Oh, now I 'member it was Elvis.
Stress- I got your profile so basically see what I wrote Blinks-Tiger because I am too lazy to do it again. Not to mention I need to get on with the story.
Mondie- I like Mary Poppins too, but can you imagine all of the dirty jokes that would result!! And then you need to add in the references to the Cherry Poppin' Daddies. It is definitely not worth the trouble. I promise that all of the guys will have a larger role soon, and that Belle will turn the story over to them and just be the commentator. And I would love to have you in my story. Just be forewarned by reading what I wrote Blinks-Tiger.
WOW!! A whole page worth of shout-outs!! YIKES! I guess that you are all anxious for me to continue the story finally. Sooooo, here it goes.
** This should get the story going but I am still open to suggestions for where exactly it should go.** A.N.
My father is a wonderful man. He has tried really hard to make sure that Jack and I grow-up correctly and all. But I think that he has failed on two fronts, both closely related. First, he doesn't spend as much time at home as he should. He is a law advisor for the local University and is always stopping them from doing something illegal, so he spends a lot of time at the office. Since, he is gone bunches, Jack has been the man of the house more often than not, and is accustomed to doing things his way. This isn't to say that he hasn't been a wonderful brother, because he has. It is just that he has too much free rein and takes advantage of it.
All of this is evident in the fact that our house has become the 'Lodging House'. My father was a little iffy about the entire arrangement at first, which he should be, but for all the wrong reasons. He wasn't worried at all about my safety and well-being. Instead, he was concerned with the other parents getting upset with him for one reason or another, (this was him being that perfect lawyer that knows how to cover his own butt.) I have to give the boys credit though, they are much better at persuasion than I thought.
Jack started out by promising that nothing would happen, that all parents had given permission for their sons to be over, and that if anything should happen that they would take care of it. The guys made such a good argument that my father finally agreed. And to seal the deal, Blink offered my father a nickname that he will probably treasure forever and always, Klopman. I think that this has to do with the clogs that he puts on with ever he enters the house and then wears around making clomping noises. Sort of a reverse, lawyer, noisy, Mr. Rogers.
So the boys get to stay at my house, my father is happy with his new nickname and clunky shoes, and the parents are happy to get the growing obnoxious teenage boys out of their house. Everyone is happy except for me!! Not really. I mean, who wouldn't be happy with a gaggle of teenage boys living full time in her house?! But I can tell that we will have some conflicts.
Belle- "OWW. Shit guys! Isn't there some where else you could keep your stuff? It is in the middle of the living room and the middle of the pathway!"
Jack- "Chill! We don't have anywhere else. My room isn't big enough for all of us and our stuff so you are just going to have to deal with it."
Light bulb! "No I won't. Cowboy, you remember the secret room?"
"No, and what have you been smoking?! There is no secret…. Oh. Yeah, I do remember. But will it be big enough for everyone?
"It should be! Come on and bring all of the stuff. You guys are being moved out of my living room."
Dutchy- "hold up. Could one of you please explain this secret room nonsense because you both sound like you have been smoking something, together!"
"Belle and I found this room one day about ten years ago. It is huge, air conditioned, and it has finished walls and a finished floor. My father hasn't ever been there so it could be our own special area."
Leading the group of curious boys out of the living room, down the hall, and through the secret door in my bathroom, I am begining to get excited.
The Room is huge. It has twelve foot ceilings, is 25 by 30, and is painted a soft white. My favorite part in the room is the hard wood floor because of the pattern. I think that it is fairly safe to say at this point that the guys are becoming as enchanted with the room as Jack and I had been when we first discovered it. Immediately they all began to shout out ideas and astonishment.
" This is perfect!"
"It's our own secret room!"
" A club house, I mean room!"
"We could but beds in here, and maybe a phone and a tv."
The chaos is beginning to get me but fortunately Cowboy takes this time to step in. "I say that we make this our official room or area. All those in favor, raise your hand….. Well, I guess it is anonymous. Mouth, go get a pad a paper so we can make a list of things to do and bring to the room. Everyone else, go get your stuff. Welcome to the real Lodging House."
I am leaving the Room with the newsies because my friend Caroline is coming to spend the night so that we can work on our debate cases and neg. blocks. She is supposed to be here now, so I think that I will go wait by the door. After Caroline has been here an hour I am really glad that the Newsies cleared out of the Living Room because we have spread our CX stuff (an. Cross examination debate) out all over the floor. I am in the middle of created the greatest disadvantage ever made, (I wish), when Spot decides to show up. He is late as usual and I assume that is because he was out on a date with some rich preppy girl. Don't get me wrong because I don't have anything in general against rich preppy girls, because I am one, but I do have something against the ones that date Spot, especially if he gets hurt. Anyway, so Spot is quite confused because of the lack of Newsies in the house.
"Thanks for letting me in…. Uh.. Where is your brother? Actually, where is anyone? Are we supposed to be at my house tonight? We aren't are we?!"
"I would guess not since they are all here." At this point I notice that he is staring around blankly. "Well, not in this room. Just come on. I'll show you were they are, and you should come too Caroline." And so the trek is made again, but this time Spot is excited for a different reason.
"So this door has been here the entire time?"
"Yep."
"So, tell me. What time are you girls planning on going to bed? …. At 11:00. And you will be getting ready for bed at about this time right?"
"Yes. Why??!"
"Good. I'll see you later tonight then."
It is at this exact point that I realize the stupidity of letting them use the room that's only entrance and exit are through my bathroom.
"I wonder how much locks cost? Or better yet, do they make steel shower curtains?"
****************************************************************************** YEAH!!! The end of chapter 4. I bet that you thought that I was going to say the end of the whole story didn't you? Well, didn't you? Tell me by writing a review of this chapter. Is it good? Is it Bad? Is it boring? Do you like the format that I am typing in? Just say stuff.
Amo
Belle
Falco- I like Spot too!! And I will be sure to keep it in mind that you want to seduce all of the Newsies that sleep outside your door for when I have my Newsies sleep over. J/k
Blinks-Tiger- Great! Send me your profile and I will try to figure out a way to fit you in the story. Do you have anywhere in particular that you want to be? I'm not sure if the guys are going to be allowed to date in this story because it could make it awkward for my main character. I could still have you in here as Blink's girl but you may not show up a lot. Anyway, thanks for the review, you are the greatest.
Spark- I'm not sure where they got Spot and am awaiting for divine insight to the answer.
Doll face- I'm glad that you decided to review. I actually got doll face from all of the weird southern/ old fashion sayings and terms of endearment I use.
Athena- Thank you so much Shaneen. You are a totally awesome friend to review and read my story! And I promise that I will have a Newsies watch party so that you can know what is going on in the story.
Ali- To quote a famous person who I can't remember at the moment, "Thank ya, thank ya, thank ya very much." **The author has now left the building!**
PS- I found the Cambridge Latin Course textbook in my latin class room. I have to say that it is a little on the slow side. It is kinda like Latin cartoon style. I am using Ecce Romani if you happen to have read that one. Oh, now I 'member it was Elvis.
Stress- I got your profile so basically see what I wrote Blinks-Tiger because I am too lazy to do it again. Not to mention I need to get on with the story.
Mondie- I like Mary Poppins too, but can you imagine all of the dirty jokes that would result!! And then you need to add in the references to the Cherry Poppin' Daddies. It is definitely not worth the trouble. I promise that all of the guys will have a larger role soon, and that Belle will turn the story over to them and just be the commentator. And I would love to have you in my story. Just be forewarned by reading what I wrote Blinks-Tiger.
WOW!! A whole page worth of shout-outs!! YIKES! I guess that you are all anxious for me to continue the story finally. Sooooo, here it goes.
** This should get the story going but I am still open to suggestions for where exactly it should go.** A.N.
My father is a wonderful man. He has tried really hard to make sure that Jack and I grow-up correctly and all. But I think that he has failed on two fronts, both closely related. First, he doesn't spend as much time at home as he should. He is a law advisor for the local University and is always stopping them from doing something illegal, so he spends a lot of time at the office. Since, he is gone bunches, Jack has been the man of the house more often than not, and is accustomed to doing things his way. This isn't to say that he hasn't been a wonderful brother, because he has. It is just that he has too much free rein and takes advantage of it.
All of this is evident in the fact that our house has become the 'Lodging House'. My father was a little iffy about the entire arrangement at first, which he should be, but for all the wrong reasons. He wasn't worried at all about my safety and well-being. Instead, he was concerned with the other parents getting upset with him for one reason or another, (this was him being that perfect lawyer that knows how to cover his own butt.) I have to give the boys credit though, they are much better at persuasion than I thought.
Jack started out by promising that nothing would happen, that all parents had given permission for their sons to be over, and that if anything should happen that they would take care of it. The guys made such a good argument that my father finally agreed. And to seal the deal, Blink offered my father a nickname that he will probably treasure forever and always, Klopman. I think that this has to do with the clogs that he puts on with ever he enters the house and then wears around making clomping noises. Sort of a reverse, lawyer, noisy, Mr. Rogers.
So the boys get to stay at my house, my father is happy with his new nickname and clunky shoes, and the parents are happy to get the growing obnoxious teenage boys out of their house. Everyone is happy except for me!! Not really. I mean, who wouldn't be happy with a gaggle of teenage boys living full time in her house?! But I can tell that we will have some conflicts.
Belle- "OWW. Shit guys! Isn't there some where else you could keep your stuff? It is in the middle of the living room and the middle of the pathway!"
Jack- "Chill! We don't have anywhere else. My room isn't big enough for all of us and our stuff so you are just going to have to deal with it."
Light bulb! "No I won't. Cowboy, you remember the secret room?"
"No, and what have you been smoking?! There is no secret…. Oh. Yeah, I do remember. But will it be big enough for everyone?
"It should be! Come on and bring all of the stuff. You guys are being moved out of my living room."
Dutchy- "hold up. Could one of you please explain this secret room nonsense because you both sound like you have been smoking something, together!"
"Belle and I found this room one day about ten years ago. It is huge, air conditioned, and it has finished walls and a finished floor. My father hasn't ever been there so it could be our own special area."
Leading the group of curious boys out of the living room, down the hall, and through the secret door in my bathroom, I am begining to get excited.
The Room is huge. It has twelve foot ceilings, is 25 by 30, and is painted a soft white. My favorite part in the room is the hard wood floor because of the pattern. I think that it is fairly safe to say at this point that the guys are becoming as enchanted with the room as Jack and I had been when we first discovered it. Immediately they all began to shout out ideas and astonishment.
" This is perfect!"
"It's our own secret room!"
" A club house, I mean room!"
"We could but beds in here, and maybe a phone and a tv."
The chaos is beginning to get me but fortunately Cowboy takes this time to step in. "I say that we make this our official room or area. All those in favor, raise your hand….. Well, I guess it is anonymous. Mouth, go get a pad a paper so we can make a list of things to do and bring to the room. Everyone else, go get your stuff. Welcome to the real Lodging House."
I am leaving the Room with the newsies because my friend Caroline is coming to spend the night so that we can work on our debate cases and neg. blocks. She is supposed to be here now, so I think that I will go wait by the door. After Caroline has been here an hour I am really glad that the Newsies cleared out of the Living Room because we have spread our CX stuff (an. Cross examination debate) out all over the floor. I am in the middle of created the greatest disadvantage ever made, (I wish), when Spot decides to show up. He is late as usual and I assume that is because he was out on a date with some rich preppy girl. Don't get me wrong because I don't have anything in general against rich preppy girls, because I am one, but I do have something against the ones that date Spot, especially if he gets hurt. Anyway, so Spot is quite confused because of the lack of Newsies in the house.
"Thanks for letting me in…. Uh.. Where is your brother? Actually, where is anyone? Are we supposed to be at my house tonight? We aren't are we?!"
"I would guess not since they are all here." At this point I notice that he is staring around blankly. "Well, not in this room. Just come on. I'll show you were they are, and you should come too Caroline." And so the trek is made again, but this time Spot is excited for a different reason.
"So this door has been here the entire time?"
"Yep."
"So, tell me. What time are you girls planning on going to bed? …. At 11:00. And you will be getting ready for bed at about this time right?"
"Yes. Why??!"
"Good. I'll see you later tonight then."
It is at this exact point that I realize the stupidity of letting them use the room that's only entrance and exit are through my bathroom.
"I wonder how much locks cost? Or better yet, do they make steel shower curtains?"
****************************************************************************** YEAH!!! The end of chapter 4. I bet that you thought that I was going to say the end of the whole story didn't you? Well, didn't you? Tell me by writing a review of this chapter. Is it good? Is it Bad? Is it boring? Do you like the format that I am typing in? Just say stuff.
Amo
Belle