Disclaimer- I only own Shelby and Jonathan, everyone else belongs to our friends at Disney.

"I have something I need you to do for me."

"What? Can you not see that I'm sleeping here?"

"I need to you to spy on a group of boys for us."

"Why the hell does a group of boys matter to you? Wait, wait, let me guess, mob ties, drug dealers, of maybe a mass murder?"

"No, none of those. They really have no significance what so ever, they're just a bunch of newsboys. We just want to see how they live, for record, and we need to know some of these boys real names and pasts, some are said to be run always or fugitives."

"Do I have to wear a dress?"

"No."

"What do ya want?" A tall boy with a cowboy hat asked, trying to be intimidating.

"Hmmm, I'm at a lodgin' house talkin' ta who is supposedly 'Da Leader' and I'm carrin' an extra change of clothes and ya ask me what I want? You newsies ain't da sharpest tools in the tool shed are ya?" She asked him.

"Fine what ya name? And why do ya want ta be a newsie?" He asked holding back his anger.

"Again why do ya think I want a job? My dad's da mayor and I'm just goin' ta bring a little more money in. I'se poor and got no where else ta go. I need a job smart guy. And da names Shelby." Shelby said already disgusted with these dirty boys.

"Shelby like in shells?" One with a patch over one of his eyes asked.

"No, Shelby as in Shelby." These boys are imbeciles she thought to herself. "Shelby as in shell?" l. Idiot. What kind of person asks that? It's stupid. When I get back home I'm going to kill Jonathan. This is going to be the longest month of my life.

"Come on Miss. High and Mighty." The cowboy hat guy said. She followed him up the stairs to a room full of bunk beds. "This ones your'se. Give the man at the counter the money for you're bunk each night before ya go ta bed." With that the boy walked off leaving her and an open window to her left.

She set her clothes down and climbed out it, onto a fire escape. It wasn't a spectacular view, but at least she was away from those boys with inferior intellect to hers. Their deepest conversation probably involves a choice of french fries or mash potatoes. Jonathan is not getting away with this one. This is even worse than the time I was forced to go to the sewing convention, and that I had to wear a dress, and not to mention sew! I'm so glad I'll never become a housewife. I'll die before subjecting myself. Shelby wasn't ready to face those boys again. She was having a hard time keeping the accent and thinking of words that they might actually understand. Suddenly a small brown haired head stuck it's self out the window.

"Ya sellin' da evein' edition?" It asked.

"Sure," Shelby replied, pulling herself through the window ignoring the hand the boy offered her.

"I'se Mush." He stuck out his hand again, but this time was for her to shake, she took it and said,

"Shelby Michael's." She replied she didn't like giving out her last name, but what were these boys going to do? They had no recourses what so ever.

"Have ya ever sold a pape before?" Mush asked leading her down the stairs.

"No, but I'se a fast learner." She said trying to ignore her aching feet. She was clueless on how these boys wore these shoes each day. They soon approached a gate inside of it she saw the cowboy hat boy and the eye patch boy, and a boy who looked slightly out of place, and her had a younger boy with him.

"Wow, how did ya handle 'er Mush?" The cowboy hat boy asked.

"Jack, you and Blink are just exaggeratin'. She didn't say anything ta me." Mush said defending her. Shelby was surprised by his choice of words. She didn't think they would know what exaggerating meant, but it was kind of an easy word so she wasn't too impressed.

"Mush, you're braver than me" The boy who Shelby assumed was called Blink said. I guess I was a little mean, but do I really deserve this? I don't remember being that cruel. Shelby thought.

"Shut up Blink." Mush replied. Wow, this boy actually has character I'm impressed. Shelby thought again.

"Mush, it's Ok if they don't have anythin' betta ta do than haras...make fun of me then let 'um." Shelby said smiling at them.

"Shelby, lets go get our papes, ya can sell wit' me today." Mush said looking back over his shoulder at Jack and Blink. I can't tell if he's being nice or this is some kind of game with Jack and Blink. I don't really care though, I'll use anyone who will trust me and this kid doesn't look too sharp.

A/n Please R&R tell me what you think. Should I keep going or just stop now?