Disclaimer: we don't own the newsies…only the characters that didn't appear in the film

Chapter One

"So?" Clatter asked appearing at Windy's side by her locker.

"What?" Windy asked with a small smile.

"Are you wearing it?" Clatter asked eagerly. Windy had never seen her so giddy. At least, not since she had gotten Newsies on DVD.

"I dunno. Are you wearing it?" Windy smirked.

"You better believe it!" Clatter said showing off her gray pants, white button down top, dark gray vest and suspenders. Windy laughed and took off her jacket revealing a similar outfit to her friend's, but in tones of brown rather than gray.

Clatter squealed "HAPPY NATIONAL NEWSIES DAY!!"

"Freaks." Someone muttered as they passed by. Windy just rolled her eyes and grabbed her books for first period.

"Ready? Windy asked closing her locker.

"Always." Clatter grinned as they simultaneously placed their hats on their head.

"Carryin' da banner!" they yelled as they started down the hallway, ignoring the strange looks from the people around them. They both walked down the endless hallways in the high school until they came to room B302.

"Ahh…Math." Windy groaned. "I hate it with a passion."

"You can say that again." Clatter replied as they both walked in the door and took their seats. Math flew by and the two friends parted to different classes.

Finally lunch came and Clatter sat down at the table across from Windy, who was staring off into space.

"Earth to Windy." Clatter said flinging a French fry at her face.

"Hey!" Windy laughed throwing the food back.

"What were you thinking about?" Clatter asked as she started to pick at what was supposedly food "Ehh, why do I even bother to buy school food?!"

"Who else?" Windy sighed leaning back in her chair ignoring the comment.

"Ah! The infamous Josh." Clatter nodded. "I really don't understand why you like him, Windy. He's not that great. Yeah he may be cute an' all but that doesn't mean nothin' since he doesn't even have half a brain."

"I know, but I just can't help wonder what's wrong with me." Windy sighed.

"I'll tell you what's wrong with you. You're freaks. Both of you." Said a snooty voice from behind the two girls. Windy turned and saw Kelly Johnson standing there all decked out in her designer clothes with makeup plastered all over her face like a china doll. She was the most popular girl in school and not to mention, Josh's steady girlfriend.

"I'd rather be a freak then a prissy hoity-toity flake like you." Windy retorted.

"So how's about yous get outa me sight before I's soak ya?" Clatter finished.

"You'll pay for treating me like this, freaks, I'll make your lives hell." Kelly threatened and then flounced off back to her boyfriend's side.

"Well wasn't that fun?" Clatter smirked. Windy laughed but then realized that lunch was almost over.

"We're still skipping last period, right?" Windy asked as she picked up her lunch tray.

"Of course. It's National Newsies Day. We's gots ta ditch in honor of our boys!" Clatter declared dumping her trash in the bin.

"Do you think the dean would possibly buy that excuse?" Windy asked thoughtfully.

"Nah, but he'll get a good laugh out of it."

"Okay. Meet me at my car after sixth. And try not to get caught." Windy smirked.

"Me? Caught? Neva!!" Clatter laughed. The girl's parted ways for their next class. As the morning had flown by, the afternoon did the exact opposite. After what felt like years, sixth period finally let out. Windy raced through the parking lot and hopped in the car. Looking around, she saw no sign of Clatter. Seventh period had already started when Clatter came running out of the building. Windy pulled up in front of her and she jumped in the passenger seat.

"Go!" she yelled pulling the door closed. Windy hit the gas just as the dean came running out.

"I thought I told ya not ta get caught!" Windy scolded as they exited the school grounds.

"I didn't get caught. I was only spotted." Clatter explained. Windy let out a laugh and headed back to her house.

"Where's your parents?" Clatter asked dropping her bag on the floor.

"Europe somewhere." Windy said tossing her keys on the table.

"Oh." Clatter simply stated.

"So what are we gonna do first?" Windy asked switching the topic away from her parents. They were never around much and Windy tried to never let it bother her.

"What else? Watch our boys of course." Clatter said flopping onto the couch. Windy laughed and popped in the DVD and joined her friend.

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"Hey! Brooklyn's coming up!" Clatter yelled out. Windy rushed out of the kitchen, a giant bowl of popcorn in her hand.

"Ah Spot! My love!" Windy cried out dramatically as she fell onto the couch spilling popcorn onto Clatter's lap.

"See, now why do you waste your time on Josh when you have Spot?" Clatter teased.

"Because Spot ain't real, dummie!" Windy laughed throwing some more popcorn at her. But instead of hitting Clatter, they stopped in midair.

"Windy? What's going on?" Clatter cried out in shock. The room had gone silent, but not just the room, the whole world. It was like someone had hit the pause button and the whole world was at a stand still.

"How am I supposed to know?!" Windy yelled back. Both girls' were scared out of their mind.

"Please calm down." A voice said from behind them. Clatter and Windy both jumped to their feet and spun around.

"Who the hell are you?!" Clatter asked. The blonde hair girl smiled softly as she came toward them, her white dress swirling about her feet.

"I am only a messenger,"

"Only a messenger? What the hell is going on here? If you didn't notice everything seems to be frozen!" Windy yelled. She was scared out of her mind and wanted answers.

"You two have been chosen…" the messenger started but was interrupted.

"Chosen? For what?"

"If you let me finish, I'd be able to tell you that." The messenger frowned.

"Sorry." Clatter said holding her hands up in surrender.

"Now where was I? Oh yes. You two have been chosen. It was a destiny decided long before either of you were born." She stated. Windy opened her mouth to say something but stopped at the messenger's glare. "You are needed back in time where you must solve a great problem that has caused an error within the race of man." Before either Windy or Clatter could utter a sound of protest, their vision faded to darkness.

"Windy, what da hell's…" Clatter trailed off as she felt everything spinning around her. She heard wind blowing in her ears as she reached out for her friend but couldn't find her, and then there was blessed silence.