A/N-here I am, with the answer to the question I know you have all been asking yourself. I said more updates in august, why haven't there been any?? Well, because something unexpected happened. I dislocated my right shoulder. Not good when I'm right handed. So I can't use my right arm for another week and a half. I'm actually typing this up with my left hand only. Let me tell you, it's difficult. So I'm starting up this new story cause the idea is on my mind and I have this beautiful new computer that I absolutely must type a story upon. So here goes nothing. I know it's short, so please bear with me, and don't forget to review!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Newsies. And it is likely that I don't own any of the other characters, from movies and books, that you might recognize throughout this story. I only own Nixie, Rane, their families, friends, and this bizarre plot. Enjoy!

STOP THE WORLD! I'M GETTING OFF

PROLOGUE

I guess I've always known I was different. I mean, how could you not know. My mom, she called me special, everyone else called me a freak. Right from my first day of kindergarten, when instead of going with the rest of my peers, I was brought to the "special learning room" with Mrs. Norris. She was a nice woman, but the emotional effect it had upon me was devastating. I KNEW I wasn't normal, like the other kids.

I didn't always grasp things right away. The teachers called me learning disabled, LD. The kids called me slow, dumb, stupid. And even though they were so mean to me, I still wished I could fit in with them. Stupid, I know. As I grew older, I began to realize the chances of me fitting in were slim. The first time they put me in a regular class, even if it was only for half the day, I went home in tears. I was in sixth grade, and 11 years old. That was the day it really hit me. No, not hit me, beat me into pieces. I was what they said I was. I was slow, I was dumb, I was stupid, and I was a freak. But that's when I started noticing just how much of a freak I was. I learned, that if I concentrated hard enough, I could make time slow down. I know, you don't believe me, and I didn't tell anyone cause then they'd be even more worried about me. But, if I didn't want for something to stop, I could slow down the world around me, and no one knew.

In eighth grade I met my best friend, Rane. I was a bit surprised to find her in the LD room cause she looked like one of those popular girls with the perfect blonde hair, sparkling green eyes, and a body to die for. She, however, promptly informed me she was LD and also ADHD. Then, she began incredibly occupied with watching the flying toasters on the computer screen. I knew I had found a soul mate.

She was also special, like I was. In a hushed voice one day, she told me she could go back in time ten minutes if she concentrated hard enough. And everyone and thing she was touching would go back with her. But she was the only one who knew they had just gone back in time. She was blown away when she proved it to me and I too knew we had just gone back ten minutes. Then I showed her how I could slow time down. After that, we knew we were meant to be friends. People like us had to stick together.

We spent freshman year in the basic skills, and LD classes, messing around with our "powers". Of course we had tons of fun. It was great when a guy would see Rane, be so overwhelmed by her beauty and then after five minutes realize that her brain wasn't even on this planet. I guess you could say she was a dumb blonde. Then, we'd go back in time and do it all over again, simply because we could. Soon, it didn't matter that we were different, because at least we had someone to be different with.

Sophomore year came round and the school decided to put us in some normal classes, without each other. The other kids were ruthless, and I got called more insulting names then I knew existed. Both Rane and I would go home in tears, because of the abuse we were being put through. And to top it off, no one even listened to our pleas. How could someone possibly take us serious? That's when Rane and I decided it was time for desperate measures. As you've probably guessed, it involved using our "powers". What did we do? Well, that's where I'm gonna start my story, on that fateful day when Rane Sorensen and I, Nixie Adler, stopped the world.

"Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But because I knew you, I have been changed for good."
-Wicked "For Good"