YAY!!! I feel SO loved! My brother is reading over my shoulder as I type
this and he is being very annoying. Hold on a sec...*runs off chasing
brother and hits him where it hurts*...ok, that's better.
THANKS to everyone who reviewed! I let my brother read them that had to do with him so now I'll do SHOUT OUTS and his opinion too! Hee hee!
Sapphy
I really don't know what's wrong with my bro! Sorry! Thanks for reviewin' though! I love your website SO much!
John-what's a Sapphy?
SgtPeppersGirl
*singing* NOW THEY MAKE A SUGAR-FREE KOOL-AIDE!!!! WOOT! YAY!! *thinks* Though...I .like the sugar kind! YES! Skittery loves you!!! DUR!!! Wait till you see what one of my endings for this story might be! Heh heh heh! OK! About the CB thing-I saw it last November (or whenever I saw Elf) and I screamed and dropped my popcorn! Me, Erin, and Kristen W. were there! It's crazy!
John-wow. Um...ok.
Me-That's Brittany
John-OHHHHHHHHHH!!! I see. What's an H-bomb?
Me- kinda like the A-Bomb
John-Oh...COOL!
Nameless Muse
Yes, John is logical sometimes...but not often really! He's the 'what would happen if the Earth exploded right now' kind of a guy! Hey! *retrieves hat from pile around NM* Yeah, well...ok!
John-No no no no no! You gotta get some ICP (a/n-Insane Clown Posse) in there! Geese! I AM NOT JELOUS OF CHRISTIAN BALE!!! He can s@#$ my &!#$s!!
Me-Sure John...whatever you say!
*re-reading what I just wrote* Wow, this week must be National Recognize John Week. I love 'em though because I was home from soccer tryouts (a.k.a. Hell!) and he not only carried my backpack for me upstairs, but when I forgot it *again* he went upstairs and got it for me! Also, I feel like him right now because I practically had an asthma attack at soccer and I have blisters all over my feet! *ouch!* (normally he's the one with breathing problems and blistered feet from hockey)
Well now that I cleared THAT up...on with the show!!
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"I have a problem," I said as I came out. John walked inside to change his clothes as soon as I stepped out.
"What is it..." Race said as he turned around, but as soon as he saw me he stopped. I hadn't buttoned up my shirt yet and I guess the sight of a tight white spaghetti strap shirt and blue jeans fazed him. Imagine that...
"I don't have any other pants to wear," I started. It was hard to talk to Race who was staring at the floor. I grudgingly buttoned up my shirt. There! Ya happy now?(a/n-again-I wish!)
"Um, well," Race said, then he noticed I had buttoned up my shirt and he looked up. "Wait a sec, I'll get youse a pair of mine ta wear."
Race walked over to his bunk and pulled a pair of black slacks out of his drawer. He brought them over to me.
"Thanks Race!" I said, truly thankful cause I would have attracted a lot of attention if he hadn't loaned me his pants. As soon as my brother stepped out of the bathroom, I swiftly entered and closed the door again. After changing I stepped out for the second time. I looked at my brother, who was dressed in what looked like formal clothes to me, to the newsies, it was just regular. I walked over to my bag at the edge of the bunk. I started to put my hair up when Jack interrupted me.
"What 'a youse doin?" he asked.
"I'm putting my hair up so when I put on a hat, I'll look like a guy, at least, more so than before," I explained.
I pulled out my brown newsie hat and pulled it on over my ponytail.
"But why would you wanna look like a guy?" John asked.
"Duh, because girls didn't dress like this either!" I replied showing him my pants and shirt. "Better to be either a girl or a boy, but not in between."
John seemed to agree with this as did most of the newsies surrounding us who could follow what we were saying. When my brother and I had finished dressing, Jack and the others led us down the stairs. It was just like the movie-all the way down to Kloppman sitting at his desk in the hall.
Kloppman nodded to Jack and said, "jack, who are these to ruffians?''
Jack just laughed and replied, " deys two more possible newsies old man!"
What? Us? Newsies? What the heck was Jack saying? But I didn't ask him on account of him being the all-knowing leader and all...and also I was still in shock that I was actually IN NEWSIES!!!! *faint*
We continued walking out the door and all the way to Tibby's. When we walked in, Jack headed towards a large booth in the back of the restaurant. He motioned for us to follow him. (and of course we did!!) We sat down at the booth: first Jack, me, Race, and mush, and then on the other side went John, Blink, Skittery, Dutchy, and Snoddy. Those were all the newsboys who had come with us. Once we had settled, the waiter came over to our table.
"Can I get you boys anything?" he asked.
"A coke...I mean can I have a Coca-Cola?" John said first.
"Ok..." the waiter wrote it down on a little notepad her had with him.
"A glass of water please," I asked.
"Me too," added Snoddy.
"and me," Mush piped up.
"and 5 coffees," Race finished after consenting with the rest of the guys.
"Be out in a jiffy," the waiter said.
After he left, Race turned to look at me. The other newsies followed suit and after about 5 seconds, seven pairs of eyes were on me and my brother.
"So...," Jack said nonchalantly. "Now, um...how is it that you know Skittery's name"
"and why was youse dressed so funny?'' Mush interrupted. Jack threw him a glance, and Mush immediately was silenced. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. *watch it bub!! Don't be messin wid my Mushy!*
"Well," I started. I looked at the newsies, them waiting anxiously for my explanation.
But what was I supposed to say?
Hi, my name is Kristin, and I'm from the year 2003, where there are hundreds of crazed fans that delight in writing fanfic and becoming obsessive with each and every newsie and love to sit around laughing and watching the movie (which they, the newsies, were in) over and over and over and over until you can recite the ENTIRE THING in several languages and sing all of the songs in 7 different keys and memorized and perform the dances (which they, the newsies, did) at ever single party they had together? That's what I wished I said at first, but nooooooo, no no no, I had to be RATIONAL...I had to remember the stupid butterfly effect we learned about in Stretch in 8th grade. . .I had to consider the future and what disturbances might occur if I yadda yadda yadda...anyways, what came out of my mouth was:
"Oh, me and my brother John are from West. We came back to New York though...for a visit," (true so far)
"Really?" said Skittery skeptically. "Den how'd youse know my name?''
"I heard someone say it in the room beforehand," I shrugged, hoping they would buy it.
"Oh," Skittery said. He lowered his eyes to the glass that the waiter had brought moments ago.
"Well den, I guess I wanna know why youse two has such strange clothes," Jack inquired.
"Um, well we are from the west," my brother said throwing me a glance. "people do dress differently then they do here you know." he finished matter-o-factly. The guys seemed oblivious to his tone though.
"Ok, well den," Jack said. "I guess, welcome to New Yawk!"
"Thanks, it's been great so far," John muttered under his breath sarcastically.
_________________________ I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW!! Short again! It seem's SO LONG in Word and then I upload it here and I shortens down in half almost! Ah well!
Dear GOD!! Is that the time! CRAP!! I gotta go study for 2 tests and finish my math homework, practice muh piano AND ice my feet!
Not that you guys care but I just felt like venting!
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!! Or I will pummel you with soccer balls!!!!
BYE BYE!!
~Brownie!~
THANKS to everyone who reviewed! I let my brother read them that had to do with him so now I'll do SHOUT OUTS and his opinion too! Hee hee!
Sapphy
I really don't know what's wrong with my bro! Sorry! Thanks for reviewin' though! I love your website SO much!
John-what's a Sapphy?
SgtPeppersGirl
*singing* NOW THEY MAKE A SUGAR-FREE KOOL-AIDE!!!! WOOT! YAY!! *thinks* Though...I .like the sugar kind! YES! Skittery loves you!!! DUR!!! Wait till you see what one of my endings for this story might be! Heh heh heh! OK! About the CB thing-I saw it last November (or whenever I saw Elf) and I screamed and dropped my popcorn! Me, Erin, and Kristen W. were there! It's crazy!
John-wow. Um...ok.
Me-That's Brittany
John-OHHHHHHHHHH!!! I see. What's an H-bomb?
Me- kinda like the A-Bomb
John-Oh...COOL!
Nameless Muse
Yes, John is logical sometimes...but not often really! He's the 'what would happen if the Earth exploded right now' kind of a guy! Hey! *retrieves hat from pile around NM* Yeah, well...ok!
John-No no no no no! You gotta get some ICP (a/n-Insane Clown Posse) in there! Geese! I AM NOT JELOUS OF CHRISTIAN BALE!!! He can s@#$ my &!#$s!!
Me-Sure John...whatever you say!
*re-reading what I just wrote* Wow, this week must be National Recognize John Week. I love 'em though because I was home from soccer tryouts (a.k.a. Hell!) and he not only carried my backpack for me upstairs, but when I forgot it *again* he went upstairs and got it for me! Also, I feel like him right now because I practically had an asthma attack at soccer and I have blisters all over my feet! *ouch!* (normally he's the one with breathing problems and blistered feet from hockey)
Well now that I cleared THAT up...on with the show!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I have a problem," I said as I came out. John walked inside to change his clothes as soon as I stepped out.
"What is it..." Race said as he turned around, but as soon as he saw me he stopped. I hadn't buttoned up my shirt yet and I guess the sight of a tight white spaghetti strap shirt and blue jeans fazed him. Imagine that...
"I don't have any other pants to wear," I started. It was hard to talk to Race who was staring at the floor. I grudgingly buttoned up my shirt. There! Ya happy now?(a/n-again-I wish!)
"Um, well," Race said, then he noticed I had buttoned up my shirt and he looked up. "Wait a sec, I'll get youse a pair of mine ta wear."
Race walked over to his bunk and pulled a pair of black slacks out of his drawer. He brought them over to me.
"Thanks Race!" I said, truly thankful cause I would have attracted a lot of attention if he hadn't loaned me his pants. As soon as my brother stepped out of the bathroom, I swiftly entered and closed the door again. After changing I stepped out for the second time. I looked at my brother, who was dressed in what looked like formal clothes to me, to the newsies, it was just regular. I walked over to my bag at the edge of the bunk. I started to put my hair up when Jack interrupted me.
"What 'a youse doin?" he asked.
"I'm putting my hair up so when I put on a hat, I'll look like a guy, at least, more so than before," I explained.
I pulled out my brown newsie hat and pulled it on over my ponytail.
"But why would you wanna look like a guy?" John asked.
"Duh, because girls didn't dress like this either!" I replied showing him my pants and shirt. "Better to be either a girl or a boy, but not in between."
John seemed to agree with this as did most of the newsies surrounding us who could follow what we were saying. When my brother and I had finished dressing, Jack and the others led us down the stairs. It was just like the movie-all the way down to Kloppman sitting at his desk in the hall.
Kloppman nodded to Jack and said, "jack, who are these to ruffians?''
Jack just laughed and replied, " deys two more possible newsies old man!"
What? Us? Newsies? What the heck was Jack saying? But I didn't ask him on account of him being the all-knowing leader and all...and also I was still in shock that I was actually IN NEWSIES!!!! *faint*
We continued walking out the door and all the way to Tibby's. When we walked in, Jack headed towards a large booth in the back of the restaurant. He motioned for us to follow him. (and of course we did!!) We sat down at the booth: first Jack, me, Race, and mush, and then on the other side went John, Blink, Skittery, Dutchy, and Snoddy. Those were all the newsboys who had come with us. Once we had settled, the waiter came over to our table.
"Can I get you boys anything?" he asked.
"A coke...I mean can I have a Coca-Cola?" John said first.
"Ok..." the waiter wrote it down on a little notepad her had with him.
"A glass of water please," I asked.
"Me too," added Snoddy.
"and me," Mush piped up.
"and 5 coffees," Race finished after consenting with the rest of the guys.
"Be out in a jiffy," the waiter said.
After he left, Race turned to look at me. The other newsies followed suit and after about 5 seconds, seven pairs of eyes were on me and my brother.
"So...," Jack said nonchalantly. "Now, um...how is it that you know Skittery's name"
"and why was youse dressed so funny?'' Mush interrupted. Jack threw him a glance, and Mush immediately was silenced. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. *watch it bub!! Don't be messin wid my Mushy!*
"Well," I started. I looked at the newsies, them waiting anxiously for my explanation.
But what was I supposed to say?
Hi, my name is Kristin, and I'm from the year 2003, where there are hundreds of crazed fans that delight in writing fanfic and becoming obsessive with each and every newsie and love to sit around laughing and watching the movie (which they, the newsies, were in) over and over and over and over until you can recite the ENTIRE THING in several languages and sing all of the songs in 7 different keys and memorized and perform the dances (which they, the newsies, did) at ever single party they had together? That's what I wished I said at first, but nooooooo, no no no, I had to be RATIONAL...I had to remember the stupid butterfly effect we learned about in Stretch in 8th grade. . .I had to consider the future and what disturbances might occur if I yadda yadda yadda...anyways, what came out of my mouth was:
"Oh, me and my brother John are from West. We came back to New York though...for a visit," (true so far)
"Really?" said Skittery skeptically. "Den how'd youse know my name?''
"I heard someone say it in the room beforehand," I shrugged, hoping they would buy it.
"Oh," Skittery said. He lowered his eyes to the glass that the waiter had brought moments ago.
"Well den, I guess I wanna know why youse two has such strange clothes," Jack inquired.
"Um, well we are from the west," my brother said throwing me a glance. "people do dress differently then they do here you know." he finished matter-o-factly. The guys seemed oblivious to his tone though.
"Ok, well den," Jack said. "I guess, welcome to New Yawk!"
"Thanks, it's been great so far," John muttered under his breath sarcastically.
_________________________ I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW!! Short again! It seem's SO LONG in Word and then I upload it here and I shortens down in half almost! Ah well!
Dear GOD!! Is that the time! CRAP!! I gotta go study for 2 tests and finish my math homework, practice muh piano AND ice my feet!
Not that you guys care but I just felt like venting!
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!! Or I will pummel you with soccer balls!!!!
BYE BYE!!
~Brownie!~