Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Newsies or anything about it.
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Chapter 2: Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love.
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So we headed off to the church. We went to my farm, took the horses and headed to Seasville for reasons unknown to me. I don't even think Jasper knew why it was so important to head to that church. He always followed his heart, no matter what. That's the way he's always been. He's always followed his intuition where ever it led him. It may have led him to a place where he didn't want to go, but none the less he followed it. He had faith, probably because his father was the Elksdale Methodist Church pastor. All his life he was taught to have faith and believe in what his heart told him to do, even if he thought it was wrong. He did what he was told.
We rode for hours it seemed and finally we made it to the church. Now what? Were we supposed to just walk in out of the blue and sit down? I don't think so! But that's exactly what we did. The recital had already started when we walked in. We picked the pew closest to us to sit in. Thank God we didn't have to pay any money to get in, because we didn't have any.
As soon as Jasper sat down he searched the crowd for Marianne. I shook my head and knew he was lying to me. The only reason he came was because he had the hots for her, and he knew it. I nudged him to stop making it so obvious. "She'll see you, you nut!" I told him.
"Sorry." He whispered back to me as he focused on the girl who was now playing the piano. She was fairly good; she played Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. I wasn't very musically oriented, but she sounded really good to me. After she was finished, she bowed and another piano player went up and played her song. She wasn't as good as the first girl, but she did a lot better than I could do. Then it came to Marianne's turn to play. She walked up; she looked like she wasn't even scared. She didn't even look nervous at all. She sat down on the bench, twiddled her fingers around to get them ready and off she played. I didn't know what she played because I never heard the song before, but I really enjoyed it. Out of all the girls I've seen perform, I think she was the best. Jasper watched her every move, he was hooked. His eyes were wider than I had ever seen them before as he studied her movements. He observed her fingers, dancing across the white and black keys. I don't even think he heard a note of that song, he was so focused. Finally after minutes of playing, she finished her song. She stood up, bowed and went back to her seat. Jasper's mouth was wide open and his eyes were bulged out, he was like in a trance or something, I swear.
"Restrain yourself, man." I joked with him.
"What?" He was awaken from his trance and looked at me confused. "What are you talking about, Jer?"
"Talk to me, Jas. Tell me what you're thinking. Seriously, I don't care what it is, or how dumb it sounds, talk to me. Tell me what's going on, because I can see everything in your eyes." I told him. I knew exactly why he was here, but I didn't understand it.
"I don't know, man." He whispered. "But I'm going to find out." He told me and that was the end of our conversation. He sat still the whole time, deep in thought. He didn't listen to anyone else play, he just waited and thought. What was he thinking about? I don't exactly know. All I know is that he was determined to do something. I don't know what though.
Finally the piano recital ended and everyone went up to the stage and bowed. Marianne won first prize, as Jasper had expected her too. She smiled that beautiful smile that I knew Jas had fallen in love with. She looked so proud, so full of accomplishment up there. She had everything that we didn't have. She was rich, not only in money, but in the things that we Elkridge kids wanted and didn't have. She had a family that loved her and would do anything for her. I had that also, but most of my friends didn't. She had new clothes and food to eat, we didn't have that. That's why most of us started working at the mill when we were eleven or twelve years old, so that we could maybe have some bread and butter for dinner. She had a car, which is what every kid in Elkridge dreamed out, but they knew they'd never have one.
As I looked at Jasper and the look on his face, I concluded that he wasn't thinking of any of those things. He didn't look at her with greed or envy; he looked at her as if he knew her forever. It was weird though, I never saw him look or act like this before and I had no idea what he was going to do next. It was like a dream that was being played out; you didn't know what was going to happen next. This whole situation was supernatural to me, I've never experienced before, and neither has anyone else.
He stood up straight and tall, cleared his throat and walked up to the stage. "Jasper!" I said softly to get his attention, but he didn't hear me.
He strode up to her without any nervousness at all and stood right in front of her. She didn't notice him at all, until she realized that he was standing right in front of the cameras. When she finally realized that he was blocking the cameras she acknowledged him. She looked at him as if he were crazy. "You're beautiful." He said as if no one was standing around watching him. My mouth dropped to the floor it seemed and I slid down in my seat. Everyone gasped and all became silent.
"What?" She said confused.
"I said you're beautiful." He said again, with all the confidence he had inside him.
Her eyes got wide and she shook with nervousness. "Um, I beg your pardon, but you're standing in front of the cameras and I was wondering if.."
"I know."
"What do you mean you know? Why won't you move?" She asked.
"Why should I?" I knew he was digging his own grave, but he kept pursuing it.
"Because um, they kind of want to take a picture of me and put it in the paper, okay?" She said sarcastically as she smiled.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why? Didn't you watch the recital? I won. I won first place, so, they want to put that in the paper, but in order to do so, they have to take my picture. Do you comprehend?" She told him.
"Why would you want to spoil your beauty by having a picture taken, when as you stand there, every man will turn to stone?"
"What? Where are you getting this?"
"You know what I wish?" He stood closer to her as he whispered to her calmly.
"No I don't know what you wish, and I don't want to know what you wish either."
"I wish that right this moment; God would take my sight from me, because I had the privilege to stand in front of Aphrodite herself."
"The Goddess of Love." Marianne said softly, amazed by his poise. "Who are you?"
"Sir, could you please stop your chattering and move so we can take this young lady's picture?" The camera man said impatiently.
He took a look at her for the last time, and without saying anything else, turned and left.
"Wait!" Marianne called out, but he didn't answer her. He walked out the door.
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I caught up with him standing on the stairs of the church, staring at the rain that had begun to fall. "Ain't this great!" I said sarcastically. "We gotta ride the horses back and the rain decides to come pouring down." I said as I headed down the stairs to my horse. "Come on." I acknowledged.
He stared at the sky above in wonderment. "Jer, could I ask you something?"
"I think you just did, Jas. Come on, we should get home. Your Pa is gonna be so mad at you if you're late!" I warned.
"No really. After everything I've been taught. Everything in my life that I've learned on my own or had someone else teach me, I just learned a life lesson today."
"And what is that? You can't hit on every richie that you see?"
"No, it's that out of every dirty piece of soil that has been drowned in the rain, comes a white, perfect, beautiful flower. And out of every drunken, abusive, arrogant, richie father, comes a white, perfect, beautiful daughter." He spoke words that I didn't even know he knew. What was happening to my man Jasper? He had some curse on him or something, it was like he was a different person. I didn't know what was wrong with him? Did he fall off his horse and get brain damaged or something? I don't know!
"Oh Jas, what are you doing, man? What are you doing? You don't want anything to do with her. You don't! You'll never make it with her. She'll never want to be with you because just look at yourself for once, Jas. It's a whole new world out there for her! Her world consists of tea, money, new dresses and boring parties! Our lives consist of life long friends, sweating blood at the mill, Sundays at church, summer of running around getting in all sorts of trouble and all that stuff. I bet she doesn't even know what a plow is or an anvil! Look, if she wants to spend her days having other people serve her hand and foot, she can do that! But I know for a fact, she would not want to spend her days, you know, doing manual labor. It's like comparing the Queen of England to you. Would the Queen really abdicate her thrown just to fall in love with a small town, poor, country boy? I don't think so, Jas. So, you know, just move on and find someone else." I tried to gently tell him, but there was no way to gently tell him.
"You're wrong, Jer. I know you're wrong. God showed me this girl for a reason, and I don't know what that reason is, but he put this girl in my life for a purpose and one of these days that purpose will be fulfilled, you just watch." He said as he got off the church stairs and hopped on his horse.
"I'm telling you, you're making a big mistake. You're going crazy here, Jas. I feel bad for you."
"Don't do me any favors, Jer. Don't be jealous of me for what I'm feeling right now." He told me.
"Oh believe me, Jas, I'm not." I said to him as we went on home.
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Sorry for the long wait guys! I was busy with school and Creation and summer and a little bit of procrastination and you know all that stuff. Well I saw The Notebook yesterday and my story is very similar to it, I guess. But it's not exactly the same, per say. Anyway, I'm going to try to get the next chapter up sometime this week, I don't know if I can though. Next week I won't be here, because I'm going to camp, so look for the next chapter (if I don't put it up this week) two weeks from now.
SO time!!
Blue Boxer – thanks so much for taking me to see The Notebook! It was like the best love story I've ever seen and I loved it so much, even though I cried like the whole time. Thanks so much for reviewing also! Love you!
Written Sparks – thanks so much for reviewing and commenting on my story! I totally appreciate it so much! If I need some OC's I'll definitely let you know and consider you! By any chance are you on the NML? If you are, what's your NN? So anyway, I'll tell you if I need a profile from you or something and I'll definitely consider you! Thanks so much for reviewing!
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Chapter 2: Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love.
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So we headed off to the church. We went to my farm, took the horses and headed to Seasville for reasons unknown to me. I don't even think Jasper knew why it was so important to head to that church. He always followed his heart, no matter what. That's the way he's always been. He's always followed his intuition where ever it led him. It may have led him to a place where he didn't want to go, but none the less he followed it. He had faith, probably because his father was the Elksdale Methodist Church pastor. All his life he was taught to have faith and believe in what his heart told him to do, even if he thought it was wrong. He did what he was told.
We rode for hours it seemed and finally we made it to the church. Now what? Were we supposed to just walk in out of the blue and sit down? I don't think so! But that's exactly what we did. The recital had already started when we walked in. We picked the pew closest to us to sit in. Thank God we didn't have to pay any money to get in, because we didn't have any.
As soon as Jasper sat down he searched the crowd for Marianne. I shook my head and knew he was lying to me. The only reason he came was because he had the hots for her, and he knew it. I nudged him to stop making it so obvious. "She'll see you, you nut!" I told him.
"Sorry." He whispered back to me as he focused on the girl who was now playing the piano. She was fairly good; she played Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. I wasn't very musically oriented, but she sounded really good to me. After she was finished, she bowed and another piano player went up and played her song. She wasn't as good as the first girl, but she did a lot better than I could do. Then it came to Marianne's turn to play. She walked up; she looked like she wasn't even scared. She didn't even look nervous at all. She sat down on the bench, twiddled her fingers around to get them ready and off she played. I didn't know what she played because I never heard the song before, but I really enjoyed it. Out of all the girls I've seen perform, I think she was the best. Jasper watched her every move, he was hooked. His eyes were wider than I had ever seen them before as he studied her movements. He observed her fingers, dancing across the white and black keys. I don't even think he heard a note of that song, he was so focused. Finally after minutes of playing, she finished her song. She stood up, bowed and went back to her seat. Jasper's mouth was wide open and his eyes were bulged out, he was like in a trance or something, I swear.
"Restrain yourself, man." I joked with him.
"What?" He was awaken from his trance and looked at me confused. "What are you talking about, Jer?"
"Talk to me, Jas. Tell me what you're thinking. Seriously, I don't care what it is, or how dumb it sounds, talk to me. Tell me what's going on, because I can see everything in your eyes." I told him. I knew exactly why he was here, but I didn't understand it.
"I don't know, man." He whispered. "But I'm going to find out." He told me and that was the end of our conversation. He sat still the whole time, deep in thought. He didn't listen to anyone else play, he just waited and thought. What was he thinking about? I don't exactly know. All I know is that he was determined to do something. I don't know what though.
Finally the piano recital ended and everyone went up to the stage and bowed. Marianne won first prize, as Jasper had expected her too. She smiled that beautiful smile that I knew Jas had fallen in love with. She looked so proud, so full of accomplishment up there. She had everything that we didn't have. She was rich, not only in money, but in the things that we Elkridge kids wanted and didn't have. She had a family that loved her and would do anything for her. I had that also, but most of my friends didn't. She had new clothes and food to eat, we didn't have that. That's why most of us started working at the mill when we were eleven or twelve years old, so that we could maybe have some bread and butter for dinner. She had a car, which is what every kid in Elkridge dreamed out, but they knew they'd never have one.
As I looked at Jasper and the look on his face, I concluded that he wasn't thinking of any of those things. He didn't look at her with greed or envy; he looked at her as if he knew her forever. It was weird though, I never saw him look or act like this before and I had no idea what he was going to do next. It was like a dream that was being played out; you didn't know what was going to happen next. This whole situation was supernatural to me, I've never experienced before, and neither has anyone else.
He stood up straight and tall, cleared his throat and walked up to the stage. "Jasper!" I said softly to get his attention, but he didn't hear me.
He strode up to her without any nervousness at all and stood right in front of her. She didn't notice him at all, until she realized that he was standing right in front of the cameras. When she finally realized that he was blocking the cameras she acknowledged him. She looked at him as if he were crazy. "You're beautiful." He said as if no one was standing around watching him. My mouth dropped to the floor it seemed and I slid down in my seat. Everyone gasped and all became silent.
"What?" She said confused.
"I said you're beautiful." He said again, with all the confidence he had inside him.
Her eyes got wide and she shook with nervousness. "Um, I beg your pardon, but you're standing in front of the cameras and I was wondering if.."
"I know."
"What do you mean you know? Why won't you move?" She asked.
"Why should I?" I knew he was digging his own grave, but he kept pursuing it.
"Because um, they kind of want to take a picture of me and put it in the paper, okay?" She said sarcastically as she smiled.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why? Didn't you watch the recital? I won. I won first place, so, they want to put that in the paper, but in order to do so, they have to take my picture. Do you comprehend?" She told him.
"Why would you want to spoil your beauty by having a picture taken, when as you stand there, every man will turn to stone?"
"What? Where are you getting this?"
"You know what I wish?" He stood closer to her as he whispered to her calmly.
"No I don't know what you wish, and I don't want to know what you wish either."
"I wish that right this moment; God would take my sight from me, because I had the privilege to stand in front of Aphrodite herself."
"The Goddess of Love." Marianne said softly, amazed by his poise. "Who are you?"
"Sir, could you please stop your chattering and move so we can take this young lady's picture?" The camera man said impatiently.
He took a look at her for the last time, and without saying anything else, turned and left.
"Wait!" Marianne called out, but he didn't answer her. He walked out the door.
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I caught up with him standing on the stairs of the church, staring at the rain that had begun to fall. "Ain't this great!" I said sarcastically. "We gotta ride the horses back and the rain decides to come pouring down." I said as I headed down the stairs to my horse. "Come on." I acknowledged.
He stared at the sky above in wonderment. "Jer, could I ask you something?"
"I think you just did, Jas. Come on, we should get home. Your Pa is gonna be so mad at you if you're late!" I warned.
"No really. After everything I've been taught. Everything in my life that I've learned on my own or had someone else teach me, I just learned a life lesson today."
"And what is that? You can't hit on every richie that you see?"
"No, it's that out of every dirty piece of soil that has been drowned in the rain, comes a white, perfect, beautiful flower. And out of every drunken, abusive, arrogant, richie father, comes a white, perfect, beautiful daughter." He spoke words that I didn't even know he knew. What was happening to my man Jasper? He had some curse on him or something, it was like he was a different person. I didn't know what was wrong with him? Did he fall off his horse and get brain damaged or something? I don't know!
"Oh Jas, what are you doing, man? What are you doing? You don't want anything to do with her. You don't! You'll never make it with her. She'll never want to be with you because just look at yourself for once, Jas. It's a whole new world out there for her! Her world consists of tea, money, new dresses and boring parties! Our lives consist of life long friends, sweating blood at the mill, Sundays at church, summer of running around getting in all sorts of trouble and all that stuff. I bet she doesn't even know what a plow is or an anvil! Look, if she wants to spend her days having other people serve her hand and foot, she can do that! But I know for a fact, she would not want to spend her days, you know, doing manual labor. It's like comparing the Queen of England to you. Would the Queen really abdicate her thrown just to fall in love with a small town, poor, country boy? I don't think so, Jas. So, you know, just move on and find someone else." I tried to gently tell him, but there was no way to gently tell him.
"You're wrong, Jer. I know you're wrong. God showed me this girl for a reason, and I don't know what that reason is, but he put this girl in my life for a purpose and one of these days that purpose will be fulfilled, you just watch." He said as he got off the church stairs and hopped on his horse.
"I'm telling you, you're making a big mistake. You're going crazy here, Jas. I feel bad for you."
"Don't do me any favors, Jer. Don't be jealous of me for what I'm feeling right now." He told me.
"Oh believe me, Jas, I'm not." I said to him as we went on home.
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Sorry for the long wait guys! I was busy with school and Creation and summer and a little bit of procrastination and you know all that stuff. Well I saw The Notebook yesterday and my story is very similar to it, I guess. But it's not exactly the same, per say. Anyway, I'm going to try to get the next chapter up sometime this week, I don't know if I can though. Next week I won't be here, because I'm going to camp, so look for the next chapter (if I don't put it up this week) two weeks from now.
SO time!!
Blue Boxer – thanks so much for taking me to see The Notebook! It was like the best love story I've ever seen and I loved it so much, even though I cried like the whole time. Thanks so much for reviewing also! Love you!
Written Sparks – thanks so much for reviewing and commenting on my story! I totally appreciate it so much! If I need some OC's I'll definitely let you know and consider you! By any chance are you on the NML? If you are, what's your NN? So anyway, I'll tell you if I need a profile from you or something and I'll definitely consider you! Thanks so much for reviewing!
