Disclaimer: I do not own "Newsies" or any of the genius associated to them. Disney owns them, no infringement intended. I am not making money from this in any way, I claim no rights to the characters mentioned from the movie, but I do claim the plot and the ideas surrounding this story. Don't steal, don't sue, and I'm sure we will all be grand friends.

A/N: modern fiction based off of a poem I wrote while I working camps. Loving Brooklyn will be updated hopefully before school starts. This is very different from anything I've posted before. I hope you enjoy.

Warning: PG (angsty themes)

Preface

i.)
Boy Anachronism's number breeds on bathroom walls
(i guess you could say he's left his mark)
bright colors & darker stares
she says: "i've never hated caring about someone so much"
"you'll hate more than that if you stay"
"that'd better be a promise"

ii.)
Girl Explicit does not understand
(herself or him)
BLACK marks mirror white to make a map
his treasure's are too well hidden for her fingertips to find
he says: "everything f.a.d.e.s"
even relationships have an afterglow

iii.)
he has rock star colored dreams
high life – low morals
she thrives on his tainted tears
suffering only adds to the flavor
they leave mutual marks – some intended – some not
only they knew which was what

iv.)
honesty only gets in the(ir) way
they need emotional subtitles
he gives warnings (but she doesn't listen (care?))
to him: fidelity is a 4our letter word
on a red letter day he says he won't leave
(he doesn't say he won't disappear)

v.)
he is gone most of the time (but he's still there)
ruby red slippers match guilty hands
she flinches from his touch – afraid of finding something true
he's p.o.p.p.i.n.g his seams with secrets like an old wineskin
(she never liked his vintage)
he's buried too deep to dig himself out (but he'll try)

vi.)
some call it a cry for help
(but he never made a sound)
fading can take too long for an impatient boy
he says: "it was supposed to make you disappear."
for the first time – that idea is appealing.
he hates her more than dying.

vii.)
drought begs attention (he makes her beg)
his veils are drawn TIGHT & thin
the more they find – the less they know
life is easier based on hypothesis
she's misplaced her car keys (& her heart)
& her truth detector

viii.)
tonight he glows in mile thick mystique
his licorice tongue has nasty habits
b r e a k it up to b r e a k it down
she starting to hate his cheap cigarettes & day old gin
(but not) him
moving out(on) is(n't) an option

ix.)
they're fighting to breathe (and losing)
choked by irony & illusions
they'll never be all she wants
(he's missed her for years)
& that's only the beginning
he can't imagine how wrong he's been

x.)
he'd always been infatuated with penetration
invasive – just like him
she couldn't love the death out of him
his succubus nature made it difficult
he says: "everything fades"
he was dead (wrong)

A/N: A new chapter will be posted with each of these parts. So there will be 10 (11 if you include this preface) chapters total. The chapters will elaborate on the idea of the poem and tell more of the story with it. I'm excited.