/My gift is my song…
And this ones for you./
Spot stared at Lucky standing solitarily on the stage. There she was. She was beautiful.
/And you can tell everybody
That this is your song/
The newsies stared in shock as Lucky sang. How could she be back Jack thought.
/It may be quite simple but
now that its done/
Lucky's shaking had stopped and finally she found herself comfortable. She sang for the audience and she sang for herself.
/hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now your in the world/
Spot couldn't stop staring. He had known she was there and here she was. It was like a dream. A dream he had woken up from too many times. If only someone would pinch him.
/Sat on the roof
And I kicked off the moss
Well some of these voices
Well they,
They got me quite cross/
Lucky almost felt herself laugh. Her smile glowed, she glowed. Medda stood off stage and beamed. This is just what the little duck had needed.
/But the suns been kind
While I wrote this song
Its for people like you that
Keep it turned on/
Was this song really such a coincidence? Lucky thought to herself. She found herself searching him out in the crowd and singing to him.
/So excuse me forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green or they're blue/
Blue they were blue this much she remembered a calming blue. A blue that she had gotten lost in.
/And well the thing is
What I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen/
He was staring into her eyes when he realized that if he was staring into her eyes that meant she was looking at him. Maybe his goil was back after all. Maybe she really would come back to him.
/And you can tell everybody
This is your song/
He was staring back and Lucky recognized the look in his eyes she had seen it that night. She had to look away as the memory tried to resurface.
/It may be quite simple but
Now that its done/
Spot left the balcony. He hated to tear himself away from her gaze but he had to see her in person. He had to be there when she got off stage. He had to hold her!
/I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind/
Lucky's eyes went back to the balcony but this time in the sea of familiar faces, all still in shock, she couldn't' find those eyes. Where had he gone? Had the sight of her repulsed him so much?
/That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now your in the world/
Lucky tuned out those thoughts. She had to concentrate on the show. She would see him. She had to talk to him.
/Hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind/
Spot could here her singing as he raced down the stairs to the balcony. He ran towards that voice. All he wanted was to hold her and kiss her and make her his. He didn't care about the past. He just wanted a future, a future with her.
/That I put down in words
How wonderful life is/
You can do this Lucky she thought to herself.
/Now your in the world/
As she let out the final note the house filled with applause. She smiled up at her friends and the audience. They liked it she thought. They really liked it. Lucky took her bow, that turned into bows, that turned into a standing ovation. Finally she left the stage so the next act could begin. As she walked off she heard someone call her name, her real name.
"Haley! That was wonderful darling. You did excellently. I have missed you." A young man in his early twenties approached her with a full bouquet of red and white roses in his arms. "A dozen of each love just the way you like it."
"Justin! What are you doing here? I mean how did you get here? I mean…hi." Lucky said in total shock.
As Spot walked back stage he saw Lucky lean in to kiss a young man. A young man that had just handed her at least a dozen roses. Spot stared for only a minute. His pride got the best of his love and he turned on his heels to head back to the lodging house and leave for Brooklyn.
Dear Readers,
That song is from Moulin Rouge. It's called "Your Song". I love it and if you want to hear it get the soundtrack. It was an Elton John song first but Yadda, Yadda, Yadda details, details. Alright thank you Gemini for your review and for dedicating a chapter to me in your story. If you didn't hear already…Go Read Gemini Kelly's story!!!! Thank you Jazz for you great review! Thank you everyone for reading. Review and you can feel as special as these people!!! I was just thinking about how great I am at updating. I should get like an award but that's enough of my ego. I own Lucky and Kris and Lizzy. Hades owns herself (btw Hades I'm sorry there isn't a lot of you yet but there will definitely be more. I promise!!!). So this letter is almost as long as my chapter. Review People!!!
*Lucky*
And this ones for you./
Spot stared at Lucky standing solitarily on the stage. There she was. She was beautiful.
/And you can tell everybody
That this is your song/
The newsies stared in shock as Lucky sang. How could she be back Jack thought.
/It may be quite simple but
now that its done/
Lucky's shaking had stopped and finally she found herself comfortable. She sang for the audience and she sang for herself.
/hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now your in the world/
Spot couldn't stop staring. He had known she was there and here she was. It was like a dream. A dream he had woken up from too many times. If only someone would pinch him.
/Sat on the roof
And I kicked off the moss
Well some of these voices
Well they,
They got me quite cross/
Lucky almost felt herself laugh. Her smile glowed, she glowed. Medda stood off stage and beamed. This is just what the little duck had needed.
/But the suns been kind
While I wrote this song
Its for people like you that
Keep it turned on/
Was this song really such a coincidence? Lucky thought to herself. She found herself searching him out in the crowd and singing to him.
/So excuse me forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green or they're blue/
Blue they were blue this much she remembered a calming blue. A blue that she had gotten lost in.
/And well the thing is
What I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen/
He was staring into her eyes when he realized that if he was staring into her eyes that meant she was looking at him. Maybe his goil was back after all. Maybe she really would come back to him.
/And you can tell everybody
This is your song/
He was staring back and Lucky recognized the look in his eyes she had seen it that night. She had to look away as the memory tried to resurface.
/It may be quite simple but
Now that its done/
Spot left the balcony. He hated to tear himself away from her gaze but he had to see her in person. He had to be there when she got off stage. He had to hold her!
/I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind/
Lucky's eyes went back to the balcony but this time in the sea of familiar faces, all still in shock, she couldn't' find those eyes. Where had he gone? Had the sight of her repulsed him so much?
/That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now your in the world/
Lucky tuned out those thoughts. She had to concentrate on the show. She would see him. She had to talk to him.
/Hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind/
Spot could here her singing as he raced down the stairs to the balcony. He ran towards that voice. All he wanted was to hold her and kiss her and make her his. He didn't care about the past. He just wanted a future, a future with her.
/That I put down in words
How wonderful life is/
You can do this Lucky she thought to herself.
/Now your in the world/
As she let out the final note the house filled with applause. She smiled up at her friends and the audience. They liked it she thought. They really liked it. Lucky took her bow, that turned into bows, that turned into a standing ovation. Finally she left the stage so the next act could begin. As she walked off she heard someone call her name, her real name.
"Haley! That was wonderful darling. You did excellently. I have missed you." A young man in his early twenties approached her with a full bouquet of red and white roses in his arms. "A dozen of each love just the way you like it."
"Justin! What are you doing here? I mean how did you get here? I mean…hi." Lucky said in total shock.
As Spot walked back stage he saw Lucky lean in to kiss a young man. A young man that had just handed her at least a dozen roses. Spot stared for only a minute. His pride got the best of his love and he turned on his heels to head back to the lodging house and leave for Brooklyn.
Dear Readers,
That song is from Moulin Rouge. It's called "Your Song". I love it and if you want to hear it get the soundtrack. It was an Elton John song first but Yadda, Yadda, Yadda details, details. Alright thank you Gemini for your review and for dedicating a chapter to me in your story. If you didn't hear already…Go Read Gemini Kelly's story!!!! Thank you Jazz for you great review! Thank you everyone for reading. Review and you can feel as special as these people!!! I was just thinking about how great I am at updating. I should get like an award but that's enough of my ego. I own Lucky and Kris and Lizzy. Hades owns herself (btw Hades I'm sorry there isn't a lot of you yet but there will definitely be more. I promise!!!). So this letter is almost as long as my chapter. Review People!!!
*Lucky*