Okay, I am going to revise this story :). I Hope you all enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I own none of the newsies, cept the ones not in the movie.

A Whole 'Nudder Dream Woild.

Zoe's POV:

"Are you excited about the dance, Friday?" My best friend, Joey, asked me.

"I guess." I replied.

"Oh don't worry about it, not all guys are like your father and brothers".

"I know, but still. I just can't go with a guy without thinking..." I let the sentence trail off.

"I know, I know, but you still have to give them a chance. Ya know I think
Jordan's gonna ask you. Gabe already asked me."

"Good for you. I know how much you like him and how you were dying,
just waiting for him to ask you."

Before I go on, I'm gonna tell you a little about Joe and I. My name
is Zoe. I have reddish-blonde hair and purplish blue eyes, which I think are
my best feature. I'm also like to think I'm pretty strong for a girl. The only thing I hate is
that I am 15 and not even 5ft. tall. Yeah, that's right, I'm 4'9". Don't you laugh it could happen to anyone. The fact is, it happened to me. Can't a girl catch a break around here?

Now Joey on the other hand, my best friend since I was born,
has dark blonde hair and beautiful eyes. They're like a soft bluish-green
color, really cool. She is 15 also and 5' 7", lucky her.
Now enough boring you, back to the story.

"See ya tomorrow, Joey, Bye."

"Yup, Bye, Zoe."

I watched as my best friend walked away, prolonging as much as I could before I had to go inside. When I walked into my front door, I could tell tonight would not be a good night.

"Bout time ya got HOME!" My dad yelled called from the other room.

I could tell my dad was drunk again, he was slurring his words badly.

"I sent yer Brothers aftah Ya!" he bellowed walking up to me. This happens everyday, so I just kept my mouth shut.

Uh oh, he's got that evil look in his eyes.

Next thing I knew, I was down on the ground holding my reddening cheek. My dad starting beating me more. I usually tune out, because I know it's not going to stop till he gets tired.

I finally got to go to my room a little while later, while my dad fell asleep on the floor.
I crawled into bed too tired and sore to clean myself off and passed out. I don't know how long I had been sleeping for before I was awoken to my brothers coming up to my room. They were drunk as well.

"So ya fin'ly got 'ome eh? Ya made us waste our time lookin' fer ya," said Jacob.

"Now YER gonna Pay," replied Jye.

I started to get up, but even drunk, they could overtake me.
Jacob had me pinned while Jye got his beating worth out of me, then it
was his turn. When they finally left me alone I fell back to sleep.

Some Time Later

When I awoke again, I ached all over. I hadn't yet opened my eyes,
but I could hear footsteps, then a few minutes later more running by.
Someone started shaking me and asking if I was alive. My head hurt so much
that I only had enough energy to open my eyes and see a guy with curly
brown hair and soft brown eyes, then I fell back into the darkness.

When I woke up next, there were a bunch of eyes watching me;
they were connected to boys ranging from all different ages and sizes.
I turned my head and saw the boy I saw earlier.

"Hi, I'm Mush." He said, extending his hand out to me a bit too quickly.
I flinched without thinking, He withdrew his hand when he saw I
wasn't gonna make a move to shake it. I was scared, I didn't know where
I was or who these people were, and it didn't help that they were all
guys, my worst enemies.

Mush started introducing me to the rest of the guys. The one next to
him was Kid Blink. He was tall with sandy blonde hair, and blue eyes, but
he wore a patch over his left eye. Next to Blink was Jack Kelly, or Cowboy, as they all seemed to refer to him as.

He had kind of longish brown hair with nice brown eyes. He was a little
bit taller then Blink and wore a cowboy hat and a red bandana around his
neck. Next was Race, he was short and Italian looking, with black hair,
brown eyes, and a smart-alec smile. Specs had brown hair and eyes, and wore glasses. Later I met Crutchy, Boots, Snipeshooter, and the rest.

After they were all introduced, they all went to bed, except Mush, Jack, and Blink. They all seemed to have something on their mind and I could tell they wanted to know what happened to me. Obviously, who wouldn't want to know what had happened to someone that they had just found all bloody and battered.

"So what 'appened ta you'se? Why were you'se in dat alley?" Jack asked me, maneuvering to sit on the bed.
What alley? Did my brothers drag me somewhere and just leave me or somethin'. I shrugged and replied. "Nothing."
They must have known I was lying, but didn't say anything. They tried to ask me further, but I refused. Finally they decided to leave me alone and went off to bed.

Blinks POV

She's beautiful. I shook my head. I hadn't been able to get much sleep, because I couldn't stop thinking about the girl. I don't know her name or what her story is, but I still have this connection with her.

Zoe was still sleeping when all the newsies woke up, but they couldn't
waste time, because they needed to get their papers before everyone else did.

I was on my way to Tibby's to meet the guys. Today had been a good selling day so I had some extra cash on me. I walked in and sat down at the table.

"Heya Blink, how's da headlines for ya taday?" Jack asked me once I sat down.

"Better den usual."

After we ate and talked bout the day, we went back to the lodging house. I went into the sick room to check on the girl and found her sitting on her bed in kind of dazed. When I put a hand
on her shoulder, she jumped.

"You'se alright, I'se didn't mean ta scare you'se." I asked.

"Yes, I'm fine." she answered quickly.

"So what's yer name?" Mush had come up beside me.

"Zoe." she replied timidly.

"Well dats a perdy name." I said giving her the kindest smile I could.

Zoe must 'ave washed up while we were gone, because now I could tell
her hair was a beautiful reddish blonde, and you could tell that she must
have fell pretty hard or had gotten beat up. I'll bet you any money it was the last one.

"Tomarrow if yer up to it, you'se can sell papes and I'll show ya da ropes." Mush offered
before I could say a word.

Zoe's POV

They were after me. I couldn't get away; they just kept hitting me.

"No! Stop, leave me alone." I started to scream, but they wouldn't
leave me alone. Someone was grabbing me and I could hear them say my
name. Now they were yelling it. They started to shake me.

"Zoe! ZOE!"

I swung out blindly trying to hit them. I felt my fist connect with something.

"OUCH!"

I came awake suddenly and realized I was just having a bad dream.
Then I noticed Mush standing next to my bed, rubbing his arm.

"What 'appened? What was dat all about? You'se shoir yer ok?" he asked.

I jumped back against the wall, clutching my blankets to me. I hadn't expected anyone to be there. I relaxed a bit when he didn't do anything.

"I'm sorry if I woke you Mush, I didn't mean to, really."

He raised his hand and again without thinking I flinched and shrank
away, when nothing happened I looked up and saw concern and
a little bit of anger in his eyes. I knew that the anger wasn't towards me and that's when I realized all he had wanted to do was comfort me. I hung my head ashamed.

"I'm sorry Mush, I'm just tired."

"It's ok. You jist get some sleep, ok." He must not have wanted to scare me further so he took a step back waving slightly as he headed for the door.

"Goodnight Mush."

"Night Zoe."

I never got to sleep after that, so I just got up in time to wash
my hair before Kloppmen came up to wake the boys.

"GET UP, GET UP, GET UP. THE PRESSES ARE ROLLIN' AND THE PAPES
CAN'T WAIT FOR YA LAZY BUMS, GOT TO GET UP AND CARRY DA BANNER!" Bellowed Kloppmen.

After a while and a lot of groans of protest, soon everyone was out the door to get their papes.
"100 papes, Weasel." Jack said.

Me and Mush were right behind him.

"75 papes." Mush said and handed half to me.

"First we gots to give ya a name."

"Aww, can't we wait till later, I don't wanna rack my brain this early
in the mornin'." I whined. Ever since last night I wasn't afraid of Mush anymore and I was able to act more and more like myself.

Mush chuckled at me and shook his head. "Awright. Well latah then. Sides I don't know what ta call you'se." He grinned.

While Mush was showing me how to do it, I was looking at the sky and only caught half of what he was saying.
"Foist ting ya gotta loin'...'Headlines don't sell papes; newsies sell papes'...'Look as sympathetic
as ya can'...'Lie 'bout yer age. Younga sells more papes" He said a bunch of other stuff I didn't catch after that.

All of a sudden out of the blue I just said, "The sky is a pretty blue today. It's gonna be a good day."

"What? What are you talking about? Haven't you been listening ta me?" Mush asked confused.

"Oh I'm sorry. It's just that the sky looks pretty today. I love looking at the sky and
the different colors it changes."

"I guess. I'se never really thought of that, never really paid attention to the sky. Wait a minute, that's it!"

"What's it?" I was definitely confused now. I think Mush sniffed a little too much of those papers.

"Your name." Mush was talking excitedly now. It was kind of starting to scare me a bit.

"What about my name."

"I found the poifect name fer ya."

"What Mush? What is it?" I now realized what he was going off about.

"Your new name is gonna be sky, cause yer beautiful and unpredictable jist like the sky." Mush had colored a little at his explanation and I found it adorable.

"It's beautiful. I love it. Thank you Mush."
I know I started to turn red, but he didn't say anything.

As the days passed, the newsies became like family to me and Mush was
like me best friend and the brother I always wanted, so was Jack. I
could tell Specs was interested in me, but I still wasn't ready for another complication. I was still a little skittish and flinchy at times, but I was getting better.
My nightmares, though, were sometimes worse and never got better, but Mush
would always wake me up. I still wouldn't tell anyone about my past and every time they brought it up I always told them nothing was wrong. I knew they knew I was lying
and I could see the hurt in their eyes.

TWO WEEKS LATER

"Come on Sky, you'se can trust me. Jist tell me what's botherin' ya." Pleaded Jack.

"I can't. I'm not ready, I'm still trying ta figure it out." I started for the door. We were sitting in the sick room. I had cut my finger on accident and was getting a bandage for it when Jack had come in.

"Ya hafta tell someone, or yer nightmares will jist keep gettin' woise and woiser." Jack walked over to me and grabbed my arm, stopping me.

When I still didn't answer he continued. "Come on you'se have been here fer practically a month. Ya gotta be a little betta?" He demanded. He was starting to annoy me.

"Jack I'se said No, I'm not ready." I tried to jerk free, but he held my arm tight. I was starting to get angry with him; he had no right to treat me this way.

"Fine, but don't think that you'se is de only one wit problems around here, so don't try and get any sympathy. Your problem prob'ly ain't nuttin." He spat at me angrily.

Those last words he muttered hurt me more than he would know. I felt as if he had physically slapped me. How could I have ever trusted him and let him be my friend.
That was the last straw. To me my problem is big, but he don't have to accuse me of things just because I won't tell him 'bout it.
I had enough so I did the first thing that came to mind and without thinking I slapped him...hard.

"Ya know what Jack. When I do finally decide to talk, you would be the last person I would want to tell!" I yelled at him and satisfied by the stunned look on his face I turned around and stormed out of the room without looking back. I let the door slam also, emphasizing my anger.

Once outside I started running. I ran until I ran full tilt into something big and hard. I looked up to see Oscar Delancey and his brother, Morris.

"Well, well. Hi there Sweetface, finally come to your senses." said Oscar grabbing me by the arm.
Ever since they had laid eyes on me, Oscar and his brother have been harassing me. Oscar pulled me into an alley.

"Let go a me, dirtface!" I spat at him and started to kick and struggle in his grasp.