**Hewo! My boredom is taking over again and I'm back to write more. Well,
I've got nothin' ta say, so here's chapter eleven.**
Chapter Eleven
The time of Lizzy's performance was drawing nearer. She began to get extremely nervous and would go down to the docks alone a lot. She would often take out the blue dress and admire it. She would never put it on though.
The big day eventually came and Medda's theater was filled to the breaking point with Newsies. Spot was in the area behind the stage, waiting for Lizzy to come out of Medda's room. They had arrived about an hour or so early to get ready. Medda had said something about needing to "take-in" the dress a little.
Suddenly, Medda appeared at the top of the stairs. "I present to you," she said in an exaggerated tone, "Ms. Elizabeth Inman."
Lizzy appeared beside Medda in the dress. Spot faithfully noted how it perfectly outlined every curve. (A/N-What can I say? He's a boy!) She came down the stairs and hugged Spot.
"Ya look beautiful," Spot whispered quietly.
"It's just missing one thing," Medda interrupted, "Don't you think Spot?"
Medda gave him a small wink. Spot smiled slightly and reached into his pocket, then hesitated. "Close your eyes," he instructed. Lizzy did as she was told. A moment later, she felt something small go around her neck and she opened her eyes. She looked down at the gold ring on the chain that now hung around her neck. It was the chain Medda had given Spot. But the ring...
"Spot," Lizzy whispered, gently touching the ring, "Isn't dis-"
"Me mudda's," Spot finished for her.
"I can't take dis," she said, reaching up to undo the chain, "It's special to ya."
Spot gently, but firmly grabbed her hands and held them in his. "But youse is special ta me too."
"Lizzy," Medda cut in (A/N- she does that a lot doesn't she.), "It's almost time."
"I betta go down an' join da boys. Good luck," Spot said. He kissed her gently and left.
Spot sat at a table with Shiner, Marbles, Jack, and Race. He knew Lizzy was nervous, but he also knew that she would be amazing. A few minutes later, Lizzy walked out on to the stage. The lights were dim and the pale blue dress swirled about her like an early morning mist. That's when Spot realized that he was willing to do anything for this girl if she asked him to. If it meant having to soak Jack, Race, and all his other Newsie friends, he would do it. Even if she wanted him to give up his slingshot and quit being a Newsie, he would do that as well. All Lizzy had to do was ask.
Lizzy began to sing a song that Spot had never heard before. As she sang, her voice completely changed. She no longer had a harsh New York accent. Instead, her voice was sweet and pure and Spot began to listen intently to the words. It was a song about wishing for something that never seems to come and wondering if there is more to life than you really know.
After her song, the Newsies gave Lizzy a standing ovation. Then, Medda came out and they sang a duet together. It was a popular song that they all knew and all of the Newsies joined in. All in all, it was a great and everybody had a wonderful time.
After the performance, all of the Brooklyn Newsies walked down to the lodging house together. Lizzy had changed back into her Newsie clothes, but she still wore the ring around her neck. They were all unaware of the two boys watching them from the shadows of a nearby alley.
"I told ya he'd nevah leave her side," Simple murmured to his companion, a redhead named Bullet.
"Shut yer mout' Simple," growled Bullet, "Wese got da boss's ordahs."
"Yeah, yeah. I know," Simple grumbled, "Get da goil."
"But you are right Simple. I mean, wese been followin' dem for a week an' she's nevah alone. But don't ya worry. We'll get her."
**I know it's short, but things are going to start to get really interesting. The next chapter is kind of going to be the beginning of the end. Does that even make sense? Well, tell me what you think. And look on the bright side: It can't get any worse!**
~*spots_lil_boidie*~
Chapter Eleven
The time of Lizzy's performance was drawing nearer. She began to get extremely nervous and would go down to the docks alone a lot. She would often take out the blue dress and admire it. She would never put it on though.
The big day eventually came and Medda's theater was filled to the breaking point with Newsies. Spot was in the area behind the stage, waiting for Lizzy to come out of Medda's room. They had arrived about an hour or so early to get ready. Medda had said something about needing to "take-in" the dress a little.
Suddenly, Medda appeared at the top of the stairs. "I present to you," she said in an exaggerated tone, "Ms. Elizabeth Inman."
Lizzy appeared beside Medda in the dress. Spot faithfully noted how it perfectly outlined every curve. (A/N-What can I say? He's a boy!) She came down the stairs and hugged Spot.
"Ya look beautiful," Spot whispered quietly.
"It's just missing one thing," Medda interrupted, "Don't you think Spot?"
Medda gave him a small wink. Spot smiled slightly and reached into his pocket, then hesitated. "Close your eyes," he instructed. Lizzy did as she was told. A moment later, she felt something small go around her neck and she opened her eyes. She looked down at the gold ring on the chain that now hung around her neck. It was the chain Medda had given Spot. But the ring...
"Spot," Lizzy whispered, gently touching the ring, "Isn't dis-"
"Me mudda's," Spot finished for her.
"I can't take dis," she said, reaching up to undo the chain, "It's special to ya."
Spot gently, but firmly grabbed her hands and held them in his. "But youse is special ta me too."
"Lizzy," Medda cut in (A/N- she does that a lot doesn't she.), "It's almost time."
"I betta go down an' join da boys. Good luck," Spot said. He kissed her gently and left.
Spot sat at a table with Shiner, Marbles, Jack, and Race. He knew Lizzy was nervous, but he also knew that she would be amazing. A few minutes later, Lizzy walked out on to the stage. The lights were dim and the pale blue dress swirled about her like an early morning mist. That's when Spot realized that he was willing to do anything for this girl if she asked him to. If it meant having to soak Jack, Race, and all his other Newsie friends, he would do it. Even if she wanted him to give up his slingshot and quit being a Newsie, he would do that as well. All Lizzy had to do was ask.
Lizzy began to sing a song that Spot had never heard before. As she sang, her voice completely changed. She no longer had a harsh New York accent. Instead, her voice was sweet and pure and Spot began to listen intently to the words. It was a song about wishing for something that never seems to come and wondering if there is more to life than you really know.
After her song, the Newsies gave Lizzy a standing ovation. Then, Medda came out and they sang a duet together. It was a popular song that they all knew and all of the Newsies joined in. All in all, it was a great and everybody had a wonderful time.
After the performance, all of the Brooklyn Newsies walked down to the lodging house together. Lizzy had changed back into her Newsie clothes, but she still wore the ring around her neck. They were all unaware of the two boys watching them from the shadows of a nearby alley.
"I told ya he'd nevah leave her side," Simple murmured to his companion, a redhead named Bullet.
"Shut yer mout' Simple," growled Bullet, "Wese got da boss's ordahs."
"Yeah, yeah. I know," Simple grumbled, "Get da goil."
"But you are right Simple. I mean, wese been followin' dem for a week an' she's nevah alone. But don't ya worry. We'll get her."
**I know it's short, but things are going to start to get really interesting. The next chapter is kind of going to be the beginning of the end. Does that even make sense? Well, tell me what you think. And look on the bright side: It can't get any worse!**
~*spots_lil_boidie*~