One day, I'm a student at Rocky Hills High School in Colorado, 2009. Getting good grades, doing well, perfect attendance. Dancing for Fred Astaire Dance Studio, doing perfectly at that. People called me Miss Perfect. They teased that I'd never get married if I didn't find a guy as perfect as me. Truth is, I wasn't as perfect as people thought. Anyway, the next day, I'm in the middle of New York City in the year 1899.

Let me explain a bit. My name, first of all, is Angelica Susette Black, people call me Angel. Second, I'm a dancer (which you probably knew from that babble up there ^). Last, I'm a die-hard Newsies fan. Not OBSESSED with it like some people, but I can enjoy acting like them sometimes. I don't celebrate the birthdays like my friend Meaghan does, but I do taste the cakes she makes.

Anyway, one Wednesday, the night before a test, I'm really restless, so I pop in my Newsies dvd. Might as well do something fun while I can't sleep. As soon as it comes on, I'm asleep. I knew I was tired, I just had so much on my mind, I couldn't sleep.

When I woke up, I was in the middle of a dirty alley, on the ground, hearing all sorts of noise around me. I heard people yelling, a few cats meows, horse hooves on a road. It sounded a lot like a scene from the Newsies movie.

I walked out of the alley to see my favorite of the newsies, Kid Blink, yelling the headline, a bit skewed, of course.

"Fire on Pacific Island, Millions Flee in Terror!" he was yelling. Quite a few people stopped to buy a paper after hearing that headline.

I looked at the way they were dressed. Women in long, poofy dresses. Men in suits. I looked down at my own clothes, and relized that I might look a little silly in purple penguin pajama pants and a teenage mutant ninja turtles t-shirt. So I stuck around in the alley for awhile.

For a minute, it seemed so nice. Getting away from the stress of school, actually being IN my favorite movie. I might even get to talk to Jack if I played my cards right.

After that minute, it all went wrong. The Delancey brothers showed up, pretty much demanding Blink's corner. They spot me peeking out of the alley, and leave Blink, who looked a bit confused. "What's a pretty goil like you doing out heyah?" one asked. Another suggested, "Plannin' somethin'?"

They started closing in on me, until I was backed into a corner of the alley. I wished that Blink, Jack, or one of the newsies would show up. I yelled for help, but the brothers got closer. "Need help, huh." one said, "Ya don't think we're gonna hoit ya, do ya?"

I screamed as one acted like he was going to hit me.

At last, my wish came true. Blink runs into the alley, along with Jack, to help.

"Whaddaya think ya doin' boys?" Jack asked, "This here's a poisonal friend a mine."

"Jack don't take kindly tah people messin' with 'is friends." Blink adds.

The usual bit of fighting followed, along with me getting helped up by Blink. "So, what's ya name?" he asked me.

"I'm Angel." I replied, "And you are?"

"I'm Kid Blink." he said, shaking my hand, "But me friends call me Blink."

"And I'm Jack." Jack said, "Pleasure to make ya acquaintance."

Finally, one of them notices my strange clothes. "So, where ya from?" Jack asked.

"Colorado." I said, "In the year 2009."

Boy, did that confuse them. "Let's go tah Tibby's, Jack." Blink said, "Maybe she'll explain?"

Before we got to Tibby's, Jack took me into the Newsboys Lodging House, and gave me a set of clothes, and a hat. "Just so ya fit in." he said.

When we got inside Tibby's we sat down at a table, and I explained everything.

"I'm Angel, I'm 14, I'm from Colorado, and I'm from the future." I said, "How I got here? I'm not so sure about that."

"Well, try tah explain." Jack said, "We'll figyah it all out latah."

"Okay, well..." I started talking about how I was watching the movie, and then I woke up here.

They both were very interested about the movie. And how we watched movies. And why I was watching it.