Star Crossed Lovers - by Crunch
Hey all! Disclaimer- is this really nessesary? We all know I don't own the newsies, do you have to rub it in?
You've all heard THE story, but I'm bettin' not like this. You know how this goes- review it's good, flame if it sucks. *Crunch crosses her fingers*
*For Shortie* - OMG you saw spottie's territory? Oh, what I wouldn't give! I did that too the other day, watching something about Cristina Aguilara performing on the Brooklyn Bridge, and I was waiting for Spot and Jack and Bones to show and go AHH! Ok, rambling. Oh yeah, and Bristols. . .is cockney slang for hoo hahs. Boobies. *hides face in mischevious shame*!!
CrAzyLyN- thankyou twice!! Oh good, I'm glad im doin' alright, I was so afraid all shakespear fans were gonna flame me with "what do you think you're doing, you pretentious nit wit?" and yes, you're right on about all the characters. Keep reading!
Jlove- Yay! You read! You liked! I agree about jack, he is a cutie - patootie alright!
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"Nanny! NAN!"
"I hoid ya, Lady, I aint deaf." Nanny, a plump, frazzled young girl rushed to her friend's side, straitening the trademark apron she wore tied loosly around her barrel-like frame. Lady stood towering over her stout side kick, smoothing down her silken russet curls as she regained her composure.
"Nan, I got a favor ta ask youse. Ya know Ruby, o'course?"
"Sure!" the portly girl's eyes gleamed as she warmed to one of her favorite subjects. "Known her since she were small, just a little slip of a thing dat come stumblin' in here one night out a' da rain. Why, If I hadn't taken 'er in an' looked after 'er meself, Gawd knows what would've happened ta her. ."
"I know da story, you chump." Lady rolled her eyes and inspected her nails, uncommonly flawless for those of a newsie. Infact, Lady herself appeared to be uncommonly flawless for a newsie. "See, da t'ing is, you know how close Spot and 'er is, like brudder an' sistah."
"Sure, everyone knows."
"Well, since I'm Spot's goilfriend," It was hard to miss the way Lady's chest puffed slightly and her chin perked up at this proclamation. What girl wouldn't? "he asked me ta do 'im a favor. Know where she is?"
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Ruby McKeon lay on her bunk in the Brooklyn Lodging House, eyes drilling into the ceiling that loomed inches from her face, as if she were to look hard enough, the stars would be visible through that dense layer of bricks and plaster blotting out the sky. What she wouldn't give to be someplace, anyplace but here at this very moment. With anyone.
"Ruby! Hey Ruby!" Her eyes snapped open as a head popped up over the edge of the matress. Lady's face split into a nervous grin at the sight of her. "There you is, Ruby. Come on down, I gots ta talk to youse." Stifling a groan, Ruby's feet found the icy wooden floorboards, as she told herself that she hadn't really been comfortable anyways. Obediently, the child plopped down next to the two older girls. "Thatsa goil. Uh, you can go now, Nan."
Nanny turned to leave, slightly dismayed at the prospect of missing valuable gossip. "On second thought. ."
The girl heaved her bulk around with a smile. Lady sighed, uncomfortably twining a fallen strand of hair around one gracefull finger. "On second thought, stay. Now listen, Ruby- you aint a little goil anymore."
"I know, Lady."
"After all, you're. . uhh, how old is she, Nan?" The girl's broad face flushed with nostalgia.
"Ahh, 16. She'll be 16 in a week, dat is. I remembah when you was just 9 yeahs, can you believe it? You come stumblin' in from da rain. ."
"Alright, alright, can it, Nanny." Lady rolled her coppery eyes to the heavens and turned back to the young girl seated anxiously besides her, shivering through a thin cotton nighty. "What I mean is, you're growin' up ta be a pretty enough goil. . ."
"Ahh!" Nan's voice cut into her speech once again. "But you was always da prettiest goil I evah took care of. I said to meself, I said one day dat goil's gonna find her self a good man. ."
"ALRIGHT! FOR GAWD'S SAKE, NAN!" Lady took a moment to repaint the sugary smile on her lips before continuing. "So tell me, Ruby. What do ya think about. . Ya know. Men."
Ruby's eyes, a deep, velvety brown to rival Lady's, grew to the size of dinner plates. "Well, I aint thought much about 'em, ta tell da truth."
Lady, grinned, in her best impression of motherly affection. "Well, start thinkin'. Goils your age 'ave been inta men for years, if ya know what I mean. And now's as good a time as evah for youse, cos I 'ave it on good authority dat Frenchy is askin' about youse!"
"Frenchy?"
Nan beamed down on her young charge. "Ahh, Frenchy. Aint 'e a looker?"
"He's gorgeous alright, an' PLENTY well endowed, if ya know what I means. . ." By the blush in Ruby's young cheeks, Lady guessed that she did. "Anyways, we's all going ovah ta da Red Hook tanight, for da New Years party. An' Frenchy will be dere, so. . It wouldn't kill ya to look, would it?"
Ruby breathed a sigh of resignation, feeling the shreiks of the two older girls swimming in her head, blotting out any thoughts of rebellion. After all, what was the harm in looking? "I, I guess I could look, If ya think that'll make me love da guy. Sure, I'll look. If you wants me to."
Just then, a stream of girls burst into the deserted bunkroom as Lady leaped to her feet, gathering her dignity above the noisy crowd.
"Lady, Nan, we's goin' over to da Hook now! Comeon, it's getting late!" In a flurry of laughter and pounding feet, the newsgirls rushed off. As she left, Nanny gave Ruby's small hands one last squeeze.
"Go on den, goil. Your man's waitin'!" And then she was gone, leaving Ruby dumbfounded in the sudden silence of the dormatory. It looked like fate was finally smiling down on her.
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Another shorty, but we get to the good stuff next episode, I promise!! That is IF and ONLY IF you REVIEW!! Otherwise I'll assume I suck. And noone likes to suck, do they? Hmmm?
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Hey all! Disclaimer- is this really nessesary? We all know I don't own the newsies, do you have to rub it in?
You've all heard THE story, but I'm bettin' not like this. You know how this goes- review it's good, flame if it sucks. *Crunch crosses her fingers*
*For Shortie* - OMG you saw spottie's territory? Oh, what I wouldn't give! I did that too the other day, watching something about Cristina Aguilara performing on the Brooklyn Bridge, and I was waiting for Spot and Jack and Bones to show and go AHH! Ok, rambling. Oh yeah, and Bristols. . .is cockney slang for hoo hahs. Boobies. *hides face in mischevious shame*!!
CrAzyLyN- thankyou twice!! Oh good, I'm glad im doin' alright, I was so afraid all shakespear fans were gonna flame me with "what do you think you're doing, you pretentious nit wit?" and yes, you're right on about all the characters. Keep reading!
Jlove- Yay! You read! You liked! I agree about jack, he is a cutie - patootie alright!
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"Nanny! NAN!"
"I hoid ya, Lady, I aint deaf." Nanny, a plump, frazzled young girl rushed to her friend's side, straitening the trademark apron she wore tied loosly around her barrel-like frame. Lady stood towering over her stout side kick, smoothing down her silken russet curls as she regained her composure.
"Nan, I got a favor ta ask youse. Ya know Ruby, o'course?"
"Sure!" the portly girl's eyes gleamed as she warmed to one of her favorite subjects. "Known her since she were small, just a little slip of a thing dat come stumblin' in here one night out a' da rain. Why, If I hadn't taken 'er in an' looked after 'er meself, Gawd knows what would've happened ta her. ."
"I know da story, you chump." Lady rolled her eyes and inspected her nails, uncommonly flawless for those of a newsie. Infact, Lady herself appeared to be uncommonly flawless for a newsie. "See, da t'ing is, you know how close Spot and 'er is, like brudder an' sistah."
"Sure, everyone knows."
"Well, since I'm Spot's goilfriend," It was hard to miss the way Lady's chest puffed slightly and her chin perked up at this proclamation. What girl wouldn't? "he asked me ta do 'im a favor. Know where she is?"
*.*.*.*
Ruby McKeon lay on her bunk in the Brooklyn Lodging House, eyes drilling into the ceiling that loomed inches from her face, as if she were to look hard enough, the stars would be visible through that dense layer of bricks and plaster blotting out the sky. What she wouldn't give to be someplace, anyplace but here at this very moment. With anyone.
"Ruby! Hey Ruby!" Her eyes snapped open as a head popped up over the edge of the matress. Lady's face split into a nervous grin at the sight of her. "There you is, Ruby. Come on down, I gots ta talk to youse." Stifling a groan, Ruby's feet found the icy wooden floorboards, as she told herself that she hadn't really been comfortable anyways. Obediently, the child plopped down next to the two older girls. "Thatsa goil. Uh, you can go now, Nan."
Nanny turned to leave, slightly dismayed at the prospect of missing valuable gossip. "On second thought. ."
The girl heaved her bulk around with a smile. Lady sighed, uncomfortably twining a fallen strand of hair around one gracefull finger. "On second thought, stay. Now listen, Ruby- you aint a little goil anymore."
"I know, Lady."
"After all, you're. . uhh, how old is she, Nan?" The girl's broad face flushed with nostalgia.
"Ahh, 16. She'll be 16 in a week, dat is. I remembah when you was just 9 yeahs, can you believe it? You come stumblin' in from da rain. ."
"Alright, alright, can it, Nanny." Lady rolled her coppery eyes to the heavens and turned back to the young girl seated anxiously besides her, shivering through a thin cotton nighty. "What I mean is, you're growin' up ta be a pretty enough goil. . ."
"Ahh!" Nan's voice cut into her speech once again. "But you was always da prettiest goil I evah took care of. I said to meself, I said one day dat goil's gonna find her self a good man. ."
"ALRIGHT! FOR GAWD'S SAKE, NAN!" Lady took a moment to repaint the sugary smile on her lips before continuing. "So tell me, Ruby. What do ya think about. . Ya know. Men."
Ruby's eyes, a deep, velvety brown to rival Lady's, grew to the size of dinner plates. "Well, I aint thought much about 'em, ta tell da truth."
Lady, grinned, in her best impression of motherly affection. "Well, start thinkin'. Goils your age 'ave been inta men for years, if ya know what I mean. And now's as good a time as evah for youse, cos I 'ave it on good authority dat Frenchy is askin' about youse!"
"Frenchy?"
Nan beamed down on her young charge. "Ahh, Frenchy. Aint 'e a looker?"
"He's gorgeous alright, an' PLENTY well endowed, if ya know what I means. . ." By the blush in Ruby's young cheeks, Lady guessed that she did. "Anyways, we's all going ovah ta da Red Hook tanight, for da New Years party. An' Frenchy will be dere, so. . It wouldn't kill ya to look, would it?"
Ruby breathed a sigh of resignation, feeling the shreiks of the two older girls swimming in her head, blotting out any thoughts of rebellion. After all, what was the harm in looking? "I, I guess I could look, If ya think that'll make me love da guy. Sure, I'll look. If you wants me to."
Just then, a stream of girls burst into the deserted bunkroom as Lady leaped to her feet, gathering her dignity above the noisy crowd.
"Lady, Nan, we's goin' over to da Hook now! Comeon, it's getting late!" In a flurry of laughter and pounding feet, the newsgirls rushed off. As she left, Nanny gave Ruby's small hands one last squeeze.
"Go on den, goil. Your man's waitin'!" And then she was gone, leaving Ruby dumbfounded in the sudden silence of the dormatory. It looked like fate was finally smiling down on her.
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Another shorty, but we get to the good stuff next episode, I promise!! That is IF and ONLY IF you REVIEW!! Otherwise I'll assume I suck. And noone likes to suck, do they? Hmmm?
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