Newsies Short Stories

Ralbert- Royalty

This was inspired by the book Red, White and Royal blue (brilliant book by the way)

Albert was a Prince, like an actual prince. He had a kingdom and subjects. He also had one job - well sort of two - but he must marry a girl of nobility and produce an heir. Though Albert was not like the other princes. He did not wish to marry a girl. He did want a child though. But in a room full of attractive people Alberts eyes would go straight to the men not the women.

Alberts kingdom is large and have a few large farms owned by the commoners. Albert and his father visited this farms regularly through out the year as his father always wanted to be a farmer but he was not born into the right family for that. On one of the farms was a boy - Antonio Higgins who goes by Racetrack or Race - he had blonde, fair hair and bright blue eyes. He had also stolen Alberts heart the first time he met.

Race had only been working on the farm for over year. He was taken in my the farmers after he was left without parents. Although Race did not care for farming it give him food in his stomach and a roof over his head so he got on with it.

It's the week of visiting the farms and Albert just wanted to go farm in particular. He did not care about the others. He just wanted to see the blue eyed boy. When the time arrived for them to go to Jacobis farm, Albert demeanour changed to be a very positive one, his father noticed instantly.

Race saw the carriage approaching, as he cared for the potatoes, he rolled his eyes. How can people with so much money just flaunt it like that knowing there is so many people less fortunate then them in the kingdom.

Alberts father saw his face lit up as he looked at the skinny, fair-haired boy in the distance. He purposely asked the owner of the farm if they could speak to boy.

"To get an idea off his life." His father said when it was so his son could talk to the boy. His father wasn't blind to his sons love life.

Albert started to feel a bit panicky when they started to approach the boy. He'd met him once before an interaction that was more of an argument than anything. Race looked up when the arrived. He looked a moment before going back to his work, he didn't say hello, he didn't smile and he didn't bow. He just looked.

"Excuse me, young boy, I was wondering if you might care to tell me and my boy how the farming life is." Alberts father said.

"No, I do not care. I do not care to talk to those with money who just flaunt when you are fully aware they are so so many people in the kingdom last fortunate then you who have to steal to eat. Who have to sleep in the alleyways with no blankets and no roof over theirs heads. Those who have no family to support them, to love them. And you just give them the side eye as the past by. And as for your son who pushed over and didn't even stop to see if he was ok." Race said and the left quickly without looking back. He was definitely going to be in trouble for this.

But as for Albert pushing a less fortunate over, that was true but it was an accident. Albert did not mean to and be could not stop as he was on his way to see his mother who was extremely ill.

"I am really-" the owner of the farm began to say.

"Please do not apologise. It is fine. Actually I think we rather needed to hear that for it helps us see what the others are going through and how they feel." The king spoke.

(This is where I began to wonder where the hell im I going with this?)

Albert watched the boy walk away. The feelings of love now turned to hate. He didn't like seeing anyone being disrespectful to his father. His saw where Race was coming from but his was still disrespectful.

——— time skip ———

Race had been asked to work in the palace garden, a job he could not deny. He would actually get paid as well as having a roof over his head and food. Although he would have to work for the family he so desperately despised the amount of money he would get was 100% worth it. He mostly thought he'd get a few friends.

He wasn't wrong about that, there he met Jack, Crutchie, Davey, Finch, Buttons, Spot and Elmer. Along with a bunch of others. He made friends he'd do anything for.

The only weird thing about the job was every time he'd look up towards the palace he would see the ginger boy who came to his farm looking at him but he would soon look away.

One day Race was asked to take a bouquet of colourful tulips to the young princes room. He assumed it was for a princess, a future wife of the ginger boy.

Race knocked on the door with the tulips in one hand. Albert opened and smiled - a little bit with happiness, a little bit with bitterness.

"Ise was asked to bring these to you." Race said.

"Come in." Albert said standing aside. Race found this weird but he could not exactly deny the prince after being disrespectful to his father.

Albert shut the door behind him and took the tulip of Race. He put all one in a vase. He kept a red one out. Race stood close the door, not sure what was about to happen.

"I want to beat you up." Races expression suddenly changed to one filled with anxiousness. "I should beat you up but..." he trailed off.

"But?" Race said with a bit of curiosity.

Albert did not say anything. Instead he walked towards Race and pushed him gently against the wall. He looked at him and put his finger under his chin. Race looked up at the taller boy with a slight smirk upon his lips. Albert learned forward with Race meeting him halfway. Their lips met gently. The miss was filled with passion and rage. It was feisty but also loving. They broke away both with pink cheeks and smile up on their face.

"Come back here tonight at 12. If anyone asks I have given you permission." Albert said beginning to open the door then stopping. He went over to the red tulip he had left on his desk, grabbed and passed it to Race. "For you, love." Albert kissed Races cheek and placed the tulip into his hand.

Well, guess who's started writing again. It's mostly because I have no friends at school so I'm sitting there by myself at lunch bored out of my mind. Hope you enjoy.