TOLD YA SO!! *sticks out tongue* I DID update soon! Yay for me and BOO
for
History
The King and I
Soccer and Running
Piano
My mother
Biology
I hate not being able to write because of all of those stupid things in life that you just have to deal with! GRRRR!!!
DISCLAIMER:
SHOUT OUTS!! WOOT!!
SgtPeppersGirl:
I'm sorry your computer didn't do what it was told!!!
Truthfully, I hadn't even checked yet to see who
reviewed! *Don't hurt me!* You know what...I think
that you, Emmie and I need to co-author something!!
Tchus!
death to all rubix cubes:
You know something . . .I LOVE your name! Rubix
Cubes piss me off royally!! You think John is weird
in the story...try sharing a BATHROOM with the boy! Oh,
and if Greg comes near me-I will be forced to jab out
his eyes with my staple gun! (hee hee!)
Glimmer Conlon O'Leary:
Thank you SOOOO MUCH! Your comments boosted my
self-esteem WAY above the allotted amount for
the day! *grins* Yes, going back in time with
my brother WAS a strange idea, but my brother
HATES NEWSIES WITH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND SUNS!
And to piss him off, I said I'd put him in one
of my stories . . .he hates it!
Sapphy:
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! I know, I know . . .I haven't
been around much! Actually, I read A LOT...just I
don't write much new stuff! But really, I have lots
of chapters WAITING to be put up for this story!
(ok, so like 4 more, but that's a lot for me!) Also-
YES! YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES! You
can put up this and any of my stories, finished or
not! I really don't know if any of my stories are
finished b/c sometimes I just feel like writing some
more so I do! *grins evilly* Keeps you reviewers on
yer toes!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!!!!!!!! It makes all the hard work worth it!
Specs: What hard work?
SHHHH!! Don't let them know I'm a lazy bum!
Jack: I think they already know that!
SHUT UP!! *stomps off*
Specs: Here's da next chaptah for youse!
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CHAPTER 2 (KAPITEL ZWEI-ha ha Brittany!)
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. . "Where the heck are we?" my brother said. He sat up and got out of his bed.
"John!" I cried looking around more. It hit me like a lightening bolt. "D-d-do you know w-w-what this place l-looks like?"
"Um, no. What?" He said. He looked around more. I saw his eyes move from the dozens of bunk beds, to the washroom, and then back to me.
"Hellooo?" I said, "newsies?"
My brother just rolled his eyes (see, I told you!!) and said to me, "Kristin, Newsies is just a movie, therefore we can't be there. It's probably just a place that looks like it. We are in New York..."
"Yeah!!" I said heatedly, "And newsies took place about a hundred years ago, so why would they have a building that looks like it now. You know how industrial America is: if it's not new, we tear it down and make it new!"
"But..."John started, then stopped, looking over my shoulder. I know my brother very well, and sometimes it seems I know what he's thinking, but the expression he wore now was confused, surprised, and well, confused! Slowly I turned around to see what his eyes were focused on.
"Holy Shit!" I cried. There in front of me were... newsies?... newsies!! Mush, Blink, Race, and Skittery were standing in the doorway looking at me and my brother. They too looked confused and surprised.
"Well it's about time youse two woke up," Mush said nodding his head towards us.
"Hey Jack! Dere awake!" Race called down the stairs. I heard a rush of feet climbing up the stairs and then Jack Kelly himself walked into the room.
"What's going on here?" My brother asked monotone. "Kristin, what is HE doing here..."
"John..." I warned, but too late. My brother has a ruthless personal grudge against Christian Bale, I personally think he's jealous, but oh well.
"What the heck are these idiots doing here?" John said quietly to me. I could tell the newsies could hear though. "This must be some kind of a nightmare..." but he was suddenly cut off.
Skittery had walked up to my brother's bed and stood right in front of him.
"Who you callin an idiot?" He said in his face. I held my breath.
"Skittery," I said calmly, "please step away from my brother." Boy am I crazy!
"What youse say? How dya know my name eh?" He asked puzzled. The other guys were starin at me too. Now I felt really awkward.
"Um, what year is it?" I asked slowly, fully and uncomfortably aware of how crazy I sounded.
"1900, what else?" Race said sarcastically.
"Jesus Christ!" John exclaimed.
"JOHN!!" I yelled at him.
"What?" He retaliated.
"Don't you pretend not to know!" I said matter-o-factly. "Just because were not-er-at home doesn't mean you can talk like that!"
"You do! So shut the heck up stupid!" he spat at me.
Race walked over and put a hand on my brother's shoulder.
"Youse shouldn't talk ta a lady like dat!" He said. Behind him I stuck my tongue out at my brother like a four year old. I love Race!!!
"Ok Kristin," he said giving up, "this is your dream, you deal with it."
And with that he leaned back in his bed and shut his mouth. YES!!!
"Thank you Johnny!" I said sweetly-he glared at me. "Ok, back to how I know your name..."
"Yeah!" Skittery said.
"Well, I don't think I should tell ya, because if I do, you will send me to one of those crazy people houses." I said quickly.
"No we won't!" Jack said. "I swear! How do you know him?"
"First of all, how did WE get HERE?'' I asked. "I'm not answering your questions until you answer mine!"
"We found ya by da Brooklyn Bridge," Race said.
"Well actually Spot found ya too," Jack corrected. Spot- yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
"You and your bags," Mush added. He pointed to the ends of our beds, where our backpacks and tiny duffle bags laid.
"Thank the Lord!" I cried and grabbed my backpack. Out came a mirror where I quickly checked my status. Ohhhhh crap! I put it away quickly before I got too depressed. You'd be surprised what a hard day of time travel and dimension skipping can do to a girl. Not that I care because I looked like crap before too!
Jack cleared his throat and said, "sooooo we brought youse heah, we couldn't leave ya dere or nuttin..." he trailed off. I smiled.
"Thanks," I said giving them another smile.
"Hey Kristin," my brother interrupted. "Um, do they eat around here or what?" Good 'ol John, ALWAYS hungry. Ironically my stomach grumbled right after he said that.
"Um, yeah," I replied. "Hey guys," I said turning to the newsies. "Um, do you know where we could get something to eat?"
"Of coise," Race said. "Youse can come wid us!"
Jack cleared his throat. Race turned around and looked at him.
"What?" He asked.
"Well, its just," Jack looked at me. I saw his eyes drift down to my clothes.
"Oh! Yeah, um, I think I'd better change first!" I quickly said. No wonder Jack was reluctant to be seen with me. I looked down at my dark blue jeans and my scoop neck Hard Rock Cafe Madrid peasant top. Top it all off with the sunglasses that were resting stylishly on my head, and now somewhere on the floor, and I could DEFINATLY see why. "I guess I look like a hooker or sumthin eh?"
The boys shifted uncomfortably. John laughed at me.
"Hey, your not exactly dressed appropriately for the time...er...I mean place John!" I said throwing him a look that said, "HA!"
He was wearing his navy Nike basketball shorts and a red t-shirt that says, "I didn't do it!" on it.
He scowled at me. "Come on John!" I grabbed our duffle bags, thank GOD we had them. In there we had a couple articles of clothing we couldn't fit into our bag. (My mom convinced us, to the displeasement of both parties, to share one big suitcase and carry two smaller duffle bags and our backpacks.) I pulled out my three quarter sleeved with button up shirt, my white cami top and John's nice white shirt and his grey umpiring pants. I also threw his sketchers at him, and pulled out mine (his old ones).
"Is there somewhere where I can change?" I asked. Mush stopped undressing me with his eyes (a/n-Ha ha, I wish! Lol Emmie!) and led me and John over to the bathrooms. But I already knew where they were of course...
I went first and put on the button up shirt over my white cami top. Then I remembered I didn't have any pants to change into, none that suited 1900 that is. ...................................................
Ahhhhh. You like? I like. I like dat you like. I hope you like at least! Please lemme know if you want another chapter by reviewin'!! I won't post nothin' 'les you review. (Please??)
Tanks!!!!
~Brownie
I hate not being able to write because of all of those stupid things in life that you just have to deal with! GRRRR!!!
DISCLAIMER:
SHOUT OUTS!! WOOT!!
SgtPeppersGirl:
I'm sorry your computer didn't do what it was told!!!
Truthfully, I hadn't even checked yet to see who
reviewed! *Don't hurt me!* You know what...I think
that you, Emmie and I need to co-author something!!
Tchus!
death to all rubix cubes:
You know something . . .I LOVE your name! Rubix
Cubes piss me off royally!! You think John is weird
in the story...try sharing a BATHROOM with the boy! Oh,
and if Greg comes near me-I will be forced to jab out
his eyes with my staple gun! (hee hee!)
Glimmer Conlon O'Leary:
Thank you SOOOO MUCH! Your comments boosted my
self-esteem WAY above the allotted amount for
the day! *grins* Yes, going back in time with
my brother WAS a strange idea, but my brother
HATES NEWSIES WITH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND SUNS!
And to piss him off, I said I'd put him in one
of my stories . . .he hates it!
Sapphy:
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! I know, I know . . .I haven't
been around much! Actually, I read A LOT...just I
don't write much new stuff! But really, I have lots
of chapters WAITING to be put up for this story!
(ok, so like 4 more, but that's a lot for me!) Also-
YES! YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES! You
can put up this and any of my stories, finished or
not! I really don't know if any of my stories are
finished b/c sometimes I just feel like writing some
more so I do! *grins evilly* Keeps you reviewers on
yer toes!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!!!!!!!! It makes all the hard work worth it!
Specs: What hard work?
SHHHH!! Don't let them know I'm a lazy bum!
Jack: I think they already know that!
SHUT UP!! *stomps off*
Specs: Here's da next chaptah for youse!
.
.
.
.
CHAPTER 2 (KAPITEL ZWEI-ha ha Brittany!)
.
.
.
. . "Where the heck are we?" my brother said. He sat up and got out of his bed.
"John!" I cried looking around more. It hit me like a lightening bolt. "D-d-do you know w-w-what this place l-looks like?"
"Um, no. What?" He said. He looked around more. I saw his eyes move from the dozens of bunk beds, to the washroom, and then back to me.
"Hellooo?" I said, "newsies?"
My brother just rolled his eyes (see, I told you!!) and said to me, "Kristin, Newsies is just a movie, therefore we can't be there. It's probably just a place that looks like it. We are in New York..."
"Yeah!!" I said heatedly, "And newsies took place about a hundred years ago, so why would they have a building that looks like it now. You know how industrial America is: if it's not new, we tear it down and make it new!"
"But..."John started, then stopped, looking over my shoulder. I know my brother very well, and sometimes it seems I know what he's thinking, but the expression he wore now was confused, surprised, and well, confused! Slowly I turned around to see what his eyes were focused on.
"Holy Shit!" I cried. There in front of me were... newsies?... newsies!! Mush, Blink, Race, and Skittery were standing in the doorway looking at me and my brother. They too looked confused and surprised.
"Well it's about time youse two woke up," Mush said nodding his head towards us.
"Hey Jack! Dere awake!" Race called down the stairs. I heard a rush of feet climbing up the stairs and then Jack Kelly himself walked into the room.
"What's going on here?" My brother asked monotone. "Kristin, what is HE doing here..."
"John..." I warned, but too late. My brother has a ruthless personal grudge against Christian Bale, I personally think he's jealous, but oh well.
"What the heck are these idiots doing here?" John said quietly to me. I could tell the newsies could hear though. "This must be some kind of a nightmare..." but he was suddenly cut off.
Skittery had walked up to my brother's bed and stood right in front of him.
"Who you callin an idiot?" He said in his face. I held my breath.
"Skittery," I said calmly, "please step away from my brother." Boy am I crazy!
"What youse say? How dya know my name eh?" He asked puzzled. The other guys were starin at me too. Now I felt really awkward.
"Um, what year is it?" I asked slowly, fully and uncomfortably aware of how crazy I sounded.
"1900, what else?" Race said sarcastically.
"Jesus Christ!" John exclaimed.
"JOHN!!" I yelled at him.
"What?" He retaliated.
"Don't you pretend not to know!" I said matter-o-factly. "Just because were not-er-at home doesn't mean you can talk like that!"
"You do! So shut the heck up stupid!" he spat at me.
Race walked over and put a hand on my brother's shoulder.
"Youse shouldn't talk ta a lady like dat!" He said. Behind him I stuck my tongue out at my brother like a four year old. I love Race!!!
"Ok Kristin," he said giving up, "this is your dream, you deal with it."
And with that he leaned back in his bed and shut his mouth. YES!!!
"Thank you Johnny!" I said sweetly-he glared at me. "Ok, back to how I know your name..."
"Yeah!" Skittery said.
"Well, I don't think I should tell ya, because if I do, you will send me to one of those crazy people houses." I said quickly.
"No we won't!" Jack said. "I swear! How do you know him?"
"First of all, how did WE get HERE?'' I asked. "I'm not answering your questions until you answer mine!"
"We found ya by da Brooklyn Bridge," Race said.
"Well actually Spot found ya too," Jack corrected. Spot- yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
"You and your bags," Mush added. He pointed to the ends of our beds, where our backpacks and tiny duffle bags laid.
"Thank the Lord!" I cried and grabbed my backpack. Out came a mirror where I quickly checked my status. Ohhhhh crap! I put it away quickly before I got too depressed. You'd be surprised what a hard day of time travel and dimension skipping can do to a girl. Not that I care because I looked like crap before too!
Jack cleared his throat and said, "sooooo we brought youse heah, we couldn't leave ya dere or nuttin..." he trailed off. I smiled.
"Thanks," I said giving them another smile.
"Hey Kristin," my brother interrupted. "Um, do they eat around here or what?" Good 'ol John, ALWAYS hungry. Ironically my stomach grumbled right after he said that.
"Um, yeah," I replied. "Hey guys," I said turning to the newsies. "Um, do you know where we could get something to eat?"
"Of coise," Race said. "Youse can come wid us!"
Jack cleared his throat. Race turned around and looked at him.
"What?" He asked.
"Well, its just," Jack looked at me. I saw his eyes drift down to my clothes.
"Oh! Yeah, um, I think I'd better change first!" I quickly said. No wonder Jack was reluctant to be seen with me. I looked down at my dark blue jeans and my scoop neck Hard Rock Cafe Madrid peasant top. Top it all off with the sunglasses that were resting stylishly on my head, and now somewhere on the floor, and I could DEFINATLY see why. "I guess I look like a hooker or sumthin eh?"
The boys shifted uncomfortably. John laughed at me.
"Hey, your not exactly dressed appropriately for the time...er...I mean place John!" I said throwing him a look that said, "HA!"
He was wearing his navy Nike basketball shorts and a red t-shirt that says, "I didn't do it!" on it.
He scowled at me. "Come on John!" I grabbed our duffle bags, thank GOD we had them. In there we had a couple articles of clothing we couldn't fit into our bag. (My mom convinced us, to the displeasement of both parties, to share one big suitcase and carry two smaller duffle bags and our backpacks.) I pulled out my three quarter sleeved with button up shirt, my white cami top and John's nice white shirt and his grey umpiring pants. I also threw his sketchers at him, and pulled out mine (his old ones).
"Is there somewhere where I can change?" I asked. Mush stopped undressing me with his eyes (a/n-Ha ha, I wish! Lol Emmie!) and led me and John over to the bathrooms. But I already knew where they were of course...
I went first and put on the button up shirt over my white cami top. Then I remembered I didn't have any pants to change into, none that suited 1900 that is. ...................................................
Ahhhhh. You like? I like. I like dat you like. I hope you like at least! Please lemme know if you want another chapter by reviewin'!! I won't post nothin' 'les you review. (Please??)
Tanks!!!!
~Brownie