Maniac Magee

Maniac Magee is a ficticious film adaption of the Newberry Award-winning novel of the same name. It is a more faithful adaption than Maniac Magee, made by Nickolodeon Studios. The story surrounds Jeffrey Lionel Magee, later known as "Maniac".

The story has pretty much the same tone as the book since it is the direct adaption of the book by Jerry Spinelli. The creator of this film adaption is hoping to make this a real movie. It is a tribute to Maniac Magee.

''This is a fan fiction/ film adaption, it is not plaigerism. It is based from Maniac Magee.''

Before The Story
Narrator(male voice): "They say Maniac Magee was born in a dump, his stomach a cereal box and his heart a sofa spring. They say that he had an eight inch cockroach on a leash and ate out of your garbage can if you had been a bad person. That rats stood guard over him while he slept... they say...

What's truth, what's myth? It's hard to truely know. Finsterwald's gone now but you still will never see kids sitting on those steps.Cobbles Corner still stands, so does the band shell and The Little League. You will still hear girls today ,'Maniac, Maniac, he's so cool!' While playing jump rope. If you're looking for his legacy, that's good as anything. The legend is still alive.

Let's try to separate truth from fiction..."

Chapter 1
Jeffrey Lionel Magee, age 11 stood there screaming his lungs out. "Talk!!!" He kept screaming.

Jeffrey was not born in a dump, he was born in an ordinary house. But when his parents took the P & W when it made its famous crash into the Schyulkill River leaving him an orphan. He had no clue what was going on when his babysitter freaked out and called someone when she heard some news. Just like that he was sent to his nearest relatives in Holidaysburg western Pennsylvania. They were his aunt and uncle and they hated each other. All they'd do is yell and fight, the house had two of everything. Dot and Dan might of even had two Jeffreys if possible. From three years old, eight years of that.

The day of the school musicle, Jeffrey was in the chorus and there he was, screaming the same word over and over. At first, the crowd laughed thinking that this screaming kid was part of the show. Jeffrey's finger was pointed at Dot and Dan. "Talk!!!" He bellowed repeatedly. Narrator: "No one knew it then but it was the birth scream of a legend." Jeffrey ran fast, faster than any kid. As fast as a Olympic runner. He bounded off the steps and outside into the starry, onion smelling night.

Narrator: "Everybody knows that Maniac started in Holidaysburg and ended up in Two Mills but what took him so long? What did he do along the way? It took him a year to get to Two Mills, even with how fast he ran. The legend doesn't have an answer. This is called the Lost Year.

If you listen to everybody who claims to have seen Jeffrey-Maniac Magee that first day, there must have been ten thousand people, and a parade of fire trucks waiting for him in the town limits. A couple truely remember..."

Chapter 2
Charles James sat on his porch along with many other people that day. There were less than five of them, each sitting parallel to eachother in a single isle of houses. Two Mills had rows and rows of houses, each one had its own street and alley. In a higher part of the town sat a school, and on the other side was another school. Both had two parts: high/middle school and an elementary. Charles heard the slapping sounds of the soles Jeffrey's shoes. Then a little scraggly kid ran by and said ,"Hi." ''Do I know that kid? ''People don't just say "hi" to someone they don't know.

Jeffrey was running when he saw a African American girl with braided hair, she was carrying a suitcase so he figured she was running away. He stopped and said to her ,"Hi." Who was this white stranger kid? Two Mills was a town in the age of segregation, the whites on the West End and the blacks on the East End. This girl, Amanda Beale was friendly enogh to stop and say "hi" back. "You running away", Maniac asked. He then gestured towards the suitcase. Amanda started laughing, when she finally stopped, she opened up the suitcase and Jeffrey gasped ,"Books!" The suitcase was crammed on both sides with them, any kind of book that you could imagine, information, little kids, big kids, adults, fiction, nonfiction, science-fiction, historical-fiction. He and Amanda were like a rock in a stream then a bell rung and Amanda realized they were all alone and school had began. "Ohhh", she squeaked. As Amanda was running, Jeffrey yelled ,"Could I borrow one?!" Before he could react, he was hit in the face with a book. He picked it up and ran.

Jeffrey made three other appearances that day, the first during eleventh grade gym class. A dozen of the students were playing football, he caught the ball and threw the ball better than anything Brian Denehy had ever thrown. It landed in the outstretched hands of a stunned Hands Down.