So here is Chapter 2 I hope you like it. I do not own the Newsies
The Research Paper
Chapter 2
All the boys of Manhattan Lodging House where crowding around the bed where the mysterious girl lay trying to get a good look, "think she'll wake up soon?" Mush asked turning to Jack. Jack only shruged at his question as he looked back down at the girl.
"Maybe she's sick, Skittery said looking worried. "She's going to die, and then we're next we have all been exposed to whatever she has. We're going to die." Skittery started yelling unnecessary panic in his eyes. Race stood up from the bedside of the girl giving Skittery a good slap across his cheek.
"Will you shut up," Race said staring hard at Skittery. "She's not sick. She just freaked out or something." Skittery stared at Race in shock stroking his now reddening cheek.
"I was just saying," He mumbled walking to his bunk to sit down and sulk. All the boys rolled their eyes at him as Race pulled out his cigar and a match to light it before sitting back at the beside of the girl.
"What are you going to do with her?" Blink asked Jack sitting on the bunk by the girl. Jack followed sitting by Blink running his hands through his hair.
"I don't really know," he said starring at the small almost frail looking girl lying on Racetracks bed. "She obviously has no place to go with her sneaking in here last night." All the boys nodded in agreement.
"She doesn't look like she is from here either," Mush said taking a good look at her as all the other boys did as well murmuring in agreement. "The last time I checked there wasn't a girl in New York that showed that much skin." He said turning a little red at the ears.
"I kinda like it," said Race smiling from ear to ear. All the boys through their hats at this statement while at the same time they knew they liked it to. All the sudden a soft mumble was heard come out of the girl. "Hey Jack I think she's waking up," Race said leaning his face almost right over hers. All the guys tried to move in to get a better look.
"Hey guys move back you want to make her pass out again," Jack yelled pushing a few guys back as he stood up to get a close look himself.
Payton's POV
Slowly I opened my eyes the blurry outline of a face appeared. I moaned trying to sit up, "You Ok," the boy with the cigar asked as I threw my legs over the frame of the bed to getup. Am I ok what kind of a question is that of course I'm not ok I'm somehow stuck back in time with a bunch of newsies when I should be back at school in the computer lab working on my animation that's due in a few days. I looked at the boy with a hard stare showing my frustration. It's not fare to him he doesn't know that I have some how ended up sucked into the past, but I just want to take it out on somebody and he is the closest.
"What's you name," I asked still staring at him. He shifted uncomfortably before answering the question.
"Well I'm Racetrack, but everybody just calls me Race and this," he said pointing out a boy with short curly black hair, "this is Mush." Mush tipped his hat at me. Race then preceded to introduce me to all the other boys in the bunkroom I guess you can call it that.
"Ok guys," Jack said quieting the room as all the boys started trying to talk to me at once. "You all need to be heading to the distribution center." There was a loud groan from all the guys at this statement. "Don't worry me and Payton will meet you all there soon." He said turning to smile at me. Wait a minute who said anything about me staying with them. Slowly all the guys started filing out of the room leaving just me Jack and Race. "You to Race," Jack said pointing towards the door.
"Aww come on Jack," Race pleaded.
"Now Race," Jack almost yelled trying to control himself. Race put his hands up in defeat.
"Alright alright I'll go," he said mumbling more to himself than to Jack, "don't get your shirt in a wad." I almost had to laugh at this as the frustrated Race left the room. As soon as he was gone I could hear Jack moving across the room as he sat down on the bunk across from me to look at me. For a while all we did was stare.
"So," he said finally breaking the silence. "Payton sorry about the way we woke you up this morning. You had your face covered so we thought you where some guy from another lodging house or off the streets or something." He said running his fingers through his hair.
"It's ok," I lied I really wasn't in the mood to argue about it besides he actually look genuinely sorry. I looked down to see my green backpack sitting by the bed. "Hey my stuff," I said happily sliding the bag to open it and look through what few possessions I had that made it to whatever year it was.
"Yeah," Jack said eyeing my bag. "You must not be from around here," he said still eyeing my bag. I looked in the bag to see mostly school stuff in the first pocket my laptop, my computer animation textbook, and a few notebooks; the second pocket had some slightly more usefully things like my emergency perfume bottle and my iPhone with my headphone set and a few other odd and ends.
"Why do you say that," I asked wondering how long my laptops battery might last me.
"Well for one I have never seen anyone dressed like you or have I seen a bag like that before," Immediately I looked up at him.
"Did you look in it," I asked worried that he might have seen my futuristic objects. He looked at me strangely.
"No," he stated opening his mouth to say something else.
"Good," I cut him off giving him a good stare saying to drop the subject the last thing I wanted was for them to know is that I'm from the future things are complicated enough as it is.
"So, do you have a job?" Jack asked trying to change the subject.
"No," I said closing my backpack up looking at him square in the eye.
"How would you like to be a newsie?" he asked staring right back at me. No that's all I wanted to say was no. I don't want to be a newsie I want to get out of this hellhole. When I didn't answer Jack continued. "I mean if you want to keep staying here your going to have to pay rent somehow." He continued before bringing a slight grin to his face. No I don't want to keep staying here I want to get out of here back to 2011 back to my dorm, hell right now I would love to see Melissa's face rather than be stuck here. "I mean you can't just be sneaking into lodging houses during the night. If you had snuck into any other lodging house they would have soaked you good. Brooklyn may have even killed ya."
"Oh well isn't that comforting," I said with a slight grin on my face.
"Ahh so she speaks," he said smiling back the grin I had wiped off my face with that statement. He did have a point though until I could figure out what was going on I was going to have to try to fit in, and its sounds like this place is my best bet when it comes to a place to stay.
"Ok," I mumbled not believing I was saying it. Jack's eyes widened as he leaned in closer to me.
"Ok, what," he said grinning from ear to ear. What and ass he know very well what.
"I'll be a newsie," at that he started standing up, "but only for a little while." I said standing up with him.
"Alright he said," rubbing the back of his neck with his ink stained hands. Are my hands going to look like that I wondered not wanting to say it out loud not in the mood for him to make fun of me. "Before we go I better get you some different clothes to wear."
"What's wrong with my clothes?" I asked already knowing the answer really. Jack looked me up and down trying to hide back a smile.
"Do I really need to answer that?" he questioned as he began going through a wardrobe. He threw me a white button up shirt, some brown looking pants, black suspenders, a gray cabbie cap, and a pair of brown boots. It's a good thing I slept in socks last night because it looks like he isn't gonna give me a pair I smiled looking down at my pink tie-dye ankle socks at least I will still be wearing something of mine. Slowly I picked up the shirt, but one whiff of it and I threw it back down again. "What's the matter?" Jack asked as he walked back over to me.
"These clothes smell like horse shit." I said deciding to be perfectly frank with him. He slightly laughed at me.
"Well to bad," he said leaning in closer to me "put them on." He turned around heading out of the room. "I'll give you some privacy if you need me I'll be right outside the room." I sighed to my self picking the stinky shirt back up. Then I remembered my emergency perfume bottle in my bag smiling to myself I pulled out the perfume proceeding to thoroughly spray down every article of clothing that Jack had given me including the boots. Pretty soon every article of clothing, the whole room, and me smelled like bath and body works wonderland perfume. The clothing felt strange on me although I did keep my tank top on under the shirt I still felt strange with the old-time pants, suspenders and boots. Keeping my long brown hair down I slipped the cap on, and bent down to zip my bag back up. That's when I saw it my iPhone in all its glory with the head phones still plugged in. I unplugged the headphones, and pulled it out of the bag I pressed the button to unlock it when I saw that I actually had a text message it was from Hagen.
Hey, Where are you?
It was just a simple text message, but could it be that some how I am able to communicate with my own time through my phone. "Payton what is taking you so long we have got to get going," Jack yelled from outside the room.
"Yeah I'm coming," I shouted back as I pocketed my phone, and zipped my bag up. I would have to find some time alone to test this theory out. I just hope its real, and I'm not going crazy. I made my way out of the room almost walking right into Jack.
"Well look who finally decided to show up," he said smiling. He then too a whiff of my clothes. "Hey what did you do to the clothes?" he asked the smile off his face now almost showing disappointment as if he wanted me to suffer through wearing smelly clothes.
"I had something in my bag that happened to help out with the stinky situation," I smiled back seeing the interest in his eyes. I really need to keep my mouth shut about my bag or else people are going to start trying to get a peak inside it.
"Come on," he said motioning me down the stairs, "we are going to be late." I sighed as I followed today is going to be a really long day.
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