I'm back with my revised version of Newsies on Drugs. No it's really not the same. We have new original characters, (and of course the same old singing, dancing, half-naked newsies!) The plot may be different, but as long as everyone is smokin' the ganja, who cares? Okay… here we go!!!!
Newsies On Drugs Chapter One: All because she Wanted Weed"Liz, tell me again, WHY DID WE HAVE TO COME THROGH THE BRONX?" I asked loudly. Liz and I got off the subway stop in the Bronx. "You know who lives in the Bronx, that mother-fucker Nero."
"Yeah I know… but I want to see Jorge, and I don't want to leave you with my family alone. Unless you want to hang out with Paul," said Liz
"No, this is better." I squeaked.
"But remember if we see Nero…" Liz started
"Run in the opposite direction!" we laughed together.
Liz and I climbed the stairs that led out of the Bronx subway station and onto the streets. It was late at night, not an ideal time to be out on the streets in the neighborhood we were in.
"All because you wanted some goddamn weed…" I mumbled and hugged my jacket closer.
We walked a little while longer until we came to an apartment building where Liz announced that we were here. Outside was a man standing. He was tall, six feet two, hair black and curly. He was wearing a blue sweater and a pair of off-white UFO's.
" 'Sup Jorge?" Liz asked
"Hey Liz." Jorge replied, they hugged and in that hug, Liz gave him money and in exchange Jorge gave her the weed.
"Who's that with you?" he asked
"What you don't remember me Jorge? I'm shocked, offended! Actually I don't blame you, I was only here for a couple of days last winter. Does that give you a hint?" I asked
"Wait… Becca? Oh my fucking God! Damn girl look at you!" He exclaimed. "Hey you girls wanna come up? There's a party goin' on."
Liz and I looked at each other and both agreed to go up. We didn't know anyone at the party except Jorge and each other. That is until I spotted the black trench coat that Liz and I knew so well.
"Liz I think its time we got going." I pointed to over to Nero. (Thankfully he hasn't seen us yet.)
"Oh shit!" Liz exclaimed
We both ran for the door, and down the hallway of the apartment building. I looked behind us to see if he had spotted us. Unfortunately he had.
"Fucking hell!" I yelled. We scrambled down the stairs and flung ourselves out the front door of the complex, but we kept running. "The subway!" I exclaimed as we made for the subway station. I heard the sound Nero's boots not too far behind. We found our way into the subway station, as the train pulled in and the doors opened, Liz and I flung ourselves into the nearest car, only to find that my body didn't connect with the usual metal floor of the subway car. Instead, I found myself on a cobble stone street, with a strangely dressed boy at my feet.
