DISCLAIMER: I do not own Newsies, Disney does. Slider owns Slider, and Spark owns Spark.
The morning started out like any other morning. Fingers rolled out of her bed only to fall to the floor and lye there in utter exhaustion. She pushed herself to her knees and gathered enough energy to turn on the stereo and press the play button. As the lyrics to Prozzak "WWW. Never Get Over You" floated through her room she dressed in jeans and a Prozzak T-shirt she had ordered from the internet. When fully clothed she stumbled to the bathroom where she splashed ice cold water onto her face in hopes to wake herself up.
Suddenly the phone rang and Fingers smiled to herself as the familiar voice on the other end of the phone line said, "Hey Fingers how's it rollin'? What'd ya hear what'd ya say?"
"Hey Sli." Fingers replied.
"Damn! How'd you know it was me?" Slider asked in an annoyed voice.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because I recognize your voice. Or maybe because every time you call me you always start the conversation the exact same way."
"Oh, right, I knew that."
"I'm sure you did."
"Shut up you…you..you….!"
"Yep, it's all about me isn't it?" Both girls laughed.
"So why'd you call anyway?" Fingers asked.
"Oh, I was just calling for information on our trip to New York. You do remember we're leaving in two days right?"
"No. I forgot that in two days we would be living in the very state and cities where Newsies took place."
"Yeah, it would be kinda difficult to forget that."
"Well," Fingers started with a sigh, "I'd better get going if I don't want to be late for work. The manager is already pissed at me enough for letting you deck that guy for hitting on you."
Slider laughed, "Well the guy was clearly making a move and he was like 50 years old! It grossed me out and I just…lost control. At least I didn't knee him in the groin. I did that to a guy where Spark used to work. She only kept her job because she claimed that she had never met me before in her life."
"Can you blame her?"
"Well, I guess not."
Fingers looked at the clock and cried, "Oh shit! I got to go, bye."
With that said she dropped the phone and raced out the door to her car. While driving to work she reminisced about the last six years. She had meet Slider (aka Katrina) and Spark (aka Alex) when she had switched from her public school to an all girls private school, Hockaday, in the seventh grade. They had become friends because of their common love of the musical/movie Newsies, and all of the hot guys in it (hence the Newsie nicknames). Three days ago the three friends had graduated and had finally escaped from the penitentiary that had held them captive since they were much younger. As a graduation present, Fingers' parents had paid to send her and her two friends to New York for the summer before their first college term started.
As her car pulled into the small parking lot in front of Starbucks Bob Bell, the manager, stormed out and started screaming, "This is the million and first time you have been late for work young lady, and I have just about had enou…"
"Now hold on just a second, don't you young lady me! I'm like a year and a half older than you. Plus I'm your best employee and the customers love me! Without me, you would have to run this place on your own and we both know you're not capable of that."
When she was finished giving her tirade, Fingers calmly stepped around the stunned and paralyzed Bob Bell and entered the small coffee shop.
A/N: I realize that the chapter is really short and that the Newsies aren't really involved but they will be introduced in the next chapter. I need some more people to be Newsies so if you want to please put it n your review along with your preference on what guy you want. Also, please tell me if you want to dress like a girl or a guy so I can meet your preferences. Thank you. Remember to R&R!
