This is something out of the ordinary for me. But, hey. I was bored. So
this is what came of my boredom. Each chapter is going to be a different
Newsie's view on the strike. I am obviously not doing every single Newsie.
I may add Pulitzer, Weasel, Denton, Sarah, Oscar, Morris, etcetera, too. If
there is anyone you want in particular, review or email me with who, and
possibly why. If there's a reason. Like, if you hate Sarah like I do and
want me to pick on her. And also, for those of you think I own Newsies, I
don't. Oh. And in the chapters, the characters are talking to someone. I
don't know who though. I suppose it really doesn't matter.
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The strike was a bad idea from the beginning. It was like opening Pandora's Box. Bad things were bound to result from such boldness. I knew it was! From the moment Jacky boy strolled through Brooklyn like he owned the place, I knew. I knew he'd get arrested. I knew the rest would too. And I knew that David was never going to be strong enough to last on his own. Why seconds after Jack took off selling that day, David was shaking. And then when we asked what he thought we should do, he looked at me and asked what I thought. Like it was my idea from the beginning! I only helped because I was afraid that Jack would lose power in Manhattan. And he was, and still is, my biggest ally. And then I got to thinking, what if he gets too much power and doesn't need me anymore. It's all politics. So I joined after they proved they were serious. I didn't jump in with out some solid proof they weren't going to get out just in the nick of time and get me in oodles of trouble. So, I helped when Jack was there. And then he booked out of there for money. So, I did the same thing. I went back to Brooklyn. But then that good for nothing pig went behind my back and made the Newsie Banner with Dave and Sarah. He made me look so bad. All my boys were asking me "Why ain't your name on the pape Spot?" And what was I suppose to say? Oh, but Jack paid. Once I had discreetly spread out the word that Jack had double-crossed me and took Sarah from me. I told everyone that he knew that I was going to ask Sarah to go out with me and then, in front of everyone he kissed her! Well, of course that was a lie, but, everyone needs to lie once and a while. And it was for a good cause: me. So after that, Jacky-boy couldn't get a date! And boy was that funny. I mean, even Sarah wouldn't go out with him. No, she came running after me. But I told her that I wouldn't feel right, after what Jack had done. That lousy son of a bitch. He tried to get my sister after the Sarah incident. Cute little Gwendolyn. Granted, she is sixteen and can handle herself, but I'll always think of her as my little sister. I don't know if he was trying to get back at me or he really did want her. I may never know. And yeah I felt bad telling Gwen that she couldn't go out with him, because I really think she liked him. But, it would have ruined me. Stupid Jack. He thinks he's so great and everyone loves him. And he thinks he is just something else because he's a wannabe cowboy and he can do some pretty fancy stuff with a lasso. Well now none of the guys like him anymore. They call him a tyrant. Good enough for him. He had it coming. Always so full of himself.
So I guess, to me, the strike was a stupid idea that got us nowhere,' sides ten cents richer. And the outcome sucked. I lost my best friend, Jack Kelly, that bastard, because of it. And now, I have no ally. It's just me. Me and Gwendolyn. I have to pick up the pieces, what's left of us. Naturally, every person who refused to help the strike effort was kicked out of Brooklyn. I couldn't have disobedience! But, as a result, I need to reassemble and rebuild my alliances. Manhattan needs a new leader and it's up to me to find one. Yes Jack Kelly. You thought you knew me. You never thought I'd be the one to throw you out of power. Well guess what? I am. You thought you knew what I was thinking, but you were so wrong. And it will be your downfall.
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Okay, so I suck at endings! Please review!
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The strike was a bad idea from the beginning. It was like opening Pandora's Box. Bad things were bound to result from such boldness. I knew it was! From the moment Jacky boy strolled through Brooklyn like he owned the place, I knew. I knew he'd get arrested. I knew the rest would too. And I knew that David was never going to be strong enough to last on his own. Why seconds after Jack took off selling that day, David was shaking. And then when we asked what he thought we should do, he looked at me and asked what I thought. Like it was my idea from the beginning! I only helped because I was afraid that Jack would lose power in Manhattan. And he was, and still is, my biggest ally. And then I got to thinking, what if he gets too much power and doesn't need me anymore. It's all politics. So I joined after they proved they were serious. I didn't jump in with out some solid proof they weren't going to get out just in the nick of time and get me in oodles of trouble. So, I helped when Jack was there. And then he booked out of there for money. So, I did the same thing. I went back to Brooklyn. But then that good for nothing pig went behind my back and made the Newsie Banner with Dave and Sarah. He made me look so bad. All my boys were asking me "Why ain't your name on the pape Spot?" And what was I suppose to say? Oh, but Jack paid. Once I had discreetly spread out the word that Jack had double-crossed me and took Sarah from me. I told everyone that he knew that I was going to ask Sarah to go out with me and then, in front of everyone he kissed her! Well, of course that was a lie, but, everyone needs to lie once and a while. And it was for a good cause: me. So after that, Jacky-boy couldn't get a date! And boy was that funny. I mean, even Sarah wouldn't go out with him. No, she came running after me. But I told her that I wouldn't feel right, after what Jack had done. That lousy son of a bitch. He tried to get my sister after the Sarah incident. Cute little Gwendolyn. Granted, she is sixteen and can handle herself, but I'll always think of her as my little sister. I don't know if he was trying to get back at me or he really did want her. I may never know. And yeah I felt bad telling Gwen that she couldn't go out with him, because I really think she liked him. But, it would have ruined me. Stupid Jack. He thinks he's so great and everyone loves him. And he thinks he is just something else because he's a wannabe cowboy and he can do some pretty fancy stuff with a lasso. Well now none of the guys like him anymore. They call him a tyrant. Good enough for him. He had it coming. Always so full of himself.
So I guess, to me, the strike was a stupid idea that got us nowhere,' sides ten cents richer. And the outcome sucked. I lost my best friend, Jack Kelly, that bastard, because of it. And now, I have no ally. It's just me. Me and Gwendolyn. I have to pick up the pieces, what's left of us. Naturally, every person who refused to help the strike effort was kicked out of Brooklyn. I couldn't have disobedience! But, as a result, I need to reassemble and rebuild my alliances. Manhattan needs a new leader and it's up to me to find one. Yes Jack Kelly. You thought you knew me. You never thought I'd be the one to throw you out of power. Well guess what? I am. You thought you knew what I was thinking, but you were so wrong. And it will be your downfall.
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Okay, so I suck at endings! Please review!