Newsies One Shots

The Other Girl

This one shot is brought you by a comment made by the lovely nutcracker645, thank you for bringing this to my attention! Totally go check out her stories cause they're amazing! She's pointed this song called Y'en aura. Aka, There Will Be, for all you fellow English speakers. It's a French song, our favorite, feisty, news girl is French and yeah...my creativity pot was stirred. I don't own Newsies, the song or any other brand names/songs that gets throughout this. Note that anything French is translated through the web. So if anything's wrong blame it on that. Hope you enjoy

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Modern AU

Most thought she had picked French as her foreign language class cause it was easy given she's been speaking it since she was a baby. But quite frankly Feister, though knew more than the average person, didn't know the deeper end of the pool. She didn't care what people said, even if she is one of the top students of the class. Besides it gave her mind more of an excuse to wander off. Today's thought was the same one she usually thought about at the end of every Friday. The words were still so clear in her head. "Should I take her out to the movies, smoothies, or ice cream?" Mush had asked her in between classes. It was the same song and dance routine as always. The only difference was the girl he was with. What made him think she would know anything about romance when she's the least experienced in the dating world. The farthest she's ever gotten was a hopeless crush on a boy who would never see her as more than just a friend. Feister was starting to believe it was best to give up and move on. Which is easier said than done. Maybe she was doomed to be in love with the same guy for the rest of her life. Watch him get married to some blonde. Have kids. And end up being the cool single aunt who helps the kids get into trouble.

"Miss Johnson quelle est la première chose que vous remarquez chez une personne?" her teacher asked.

"Oh euh...les yeux ou la voix," Feister replied without thinking twice. Once that was said the bell rung dismissing the class. The teacher said a few final words and gave out the homework assignment for the night. Which was simple enough. Listen to a song and analize. That was something she was actually good at doing. Most of her teachers were shocked at how she can find the deeper meanings to whatever she was reading. Or in this case listen. Feister gathered her things and headed out along with everyone else.

At her locker, Feister decided to get a head start on the homework. She fished her phone out of her pocket, and after plugging in her earbuds she searched up the song and began listening to ii. Only problem was that the words suddenly hit her like a train. Around the third or fourth time listening to the song she started to mindlessly hum along to the words. "Mais si jamais, tu tombes en amour, si jamais, tu m'oublies dans ce détour, au moins pense à moi, quand tu visiteras d'autres bras. Et n'oublie pas, qu'y en aura pas une, qui t'aimera plus que moi." when she closed her locker and turned around she jumped up when she saw Finch was leaning his shoulder against the neighboring locker with a hand stuffed in his pockets. "Essayez-vous de faire une crise cardiaque à une fille!?" she yelled as she shoved his shoulder with a glare in her eyes.

"Feisty, English," Finch said, trying his best to hold back a chuckle, for he knew if it escaped, he'd be dead.

"You wanna give me a heart attack?!" she pulled out one ear bud so she could hear what he was going to say next.

"Catchy song. What's the name of it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." with one hand secured on the backpack strap she walked away without another word.

"Yes. That's why I asked," Finch said, catching up to the younger girl in the busy hallway.

"Stupid homework for French class." that technically was true. It was a stupid song that stupidly explained her life about the stupid boy who stupidly falls in love with two faced snakes.