Evelyn woke up with Mrs. O'Brian and Bianca looking down at her.

"Good heavens child!" said Sybelle. "Are you alright?" she asked, checking Evelyn's forehead. Evelyn's head felt like she had hit a train. She slightly laughed to herself. How ironic, she thought. She slowly sat up and the pain in her chest came back. She winced in pain.

"We heard that you suddenly passed out." Said Bianca finally.

Evelyn looked up at her friend, suddenly remembering the argument they had. She looked away. "It's this corset. It's way too tight!"

"Too tight?" said Sybelle. "Let me help you loosen it a bit then, my dear."

Evelyn nodded and slowly stood up, walking behind the bed and leaning her hands on the bed post for support as Mrs. O'Brian loosened the corset. Evelyn immediately felt air smoothly go through her lungs. She took in a deep breath. She then readjusted her dress and turned around.
"My dear, it was awfully tight."

"How long was I out?" she asked.

"About ten minutes is all." Said Bianca. She went and sat on her bed.

"By the way," said Evelyn. "I ran into someone before fainting. Are they still here?"
Mrs. O'Brian got a cheery smile on her face. "OH! That young man. Yes, he is still here, though he's in my husband's office at the moment."

Evelyn rubbed her head. "I see. What's his name?"

"Spot Conlon, me dear. Why do you ask? Have you met him before?"

Evelyn thought for a while. "I'm not sure, miss." She said. All the while in the back of Evelyn's mind, she thought of that boy. Spot Conlon. He looked so familiar. Why?

When supper was ready the meeting was just getting over. A whole group of men left the house in a hustle. Some joked as they walked out, politely saying goodbye and others seemed to be in more of a hurry. Sybelle walked into the dining room where the food was being placed out. She motioned the girls to follow her. Evelyn was well on her way to do just that, but found herself stopping. Thomas was talking to young looking men just outside his office. One was taller than the other two. He had black hair that was slicked back and dark eyes. He had a womanizing smile and a heartily laugh. It seemed he had great charisma. The other young man looked familiar though. Then it dawned on her. It was the young man she had ran into. Spot Conlon.

He looked over and met Evelyn's gaze from across the room. Evelyn's face flushed red and she quickly walked into the dining room. There she saw Bianca and Sybelle setting things of food down on the table. This was a friendly house hold. Everyone took part in something. Bianca quickly walked up to Evelyn and placed plates in her arms. "Put these on the table." she told her and was back to setting other things on the table. Evelyn slowly and carefully placed each plate down. The plates were delecate china. Each one had wild flowers of all colors hand painted on them, leaving the rim of them a sky blue. When the plates were set out Evelyn placed silverware and napkins down next. She never did this at home. Everyone just served themsevles. She kind of liked it this way better.

When the table was set and Thomas came into the room everyone took their places. Mr. O'Brian sat next to his wife while Evelyn sat next to Bianca. There were three more chairs that were empty. Evelyn caught a glimps of Sybelle looking at them. She was probably remembering her sons.

"So," said Thomas. "I have a proposition." taking a bit of mashed potatos after.
"What is that me dear?" asked Sybelle.

Thomas swallowed his potatos and then continued talking. "First of all, I must know what level of education you girls are at." he pointed his spoon at the two girls.

Bianca and Evelyn both exchanged glances at each other. "We are both Sophmores." replied Bianca. Again, Bianca was taking charge. Not giving Evelyn a chance to speak out.

"Ah. I see, I see. That's very good that you girls are still in school. I'm proud of both of you!" This made Evelyn feel good. Not once had her parents praised her going up a class (besides grade school) or for even staying in school. Thomas then said, "Here is my proposition: How would you like to continue your education?" both girls nodded. "Good, good," Thomas smiled. "There is a school not far from here. I have already talked to them and they said they would love to take you in. The name of the school is St. Saviour high school. A school just for girls." Evelyn's stomach cringed. ugh. A Catholic high school. great, she thought. Evelyn might have believed in God, but a Catholic school was not her forte. Bianca on the other hand had never been to one did not know what to expect from this school.

Evelyn looked down at her plate. She had some mashed potatos, roast, bread and butter and green beans on her plate and on the side she had some water onlt this time a cube of ice was in it. Evelyn took up a green bean with her fork and looked at it. Steam rose off from it. She blew on it once, watching the steam flow away from her. She then took a small bite and to her surprise the green bean tasted nice and fesh and shoved the rest of it in her mouth afterwards. The mashed potatos had a square of butter melted on to it. She mixed it around and took a bit of that next. It was the best mashed potatos she had ever eaten. Next she ate her roast, which was thick and juicy. Some of the juices even dripped off of the roast on to her plate where her green beans used to sit. It was one of the best meals she had ever had and washed it all down with a simi cold glass of water.

After supper the two girls said good night to the O'Brian couple and headed off to bed.

"I hope you get a good nights rest." said Bianca, slipping into her night gown.

"Why?" Evelyn asked her.

"Didn't you hear Thomas. We start school tomorrow." she pulled her hair out from under her gown and sat on her bed.

Evelyn finished putting on her her night ware and got under her covers. She grabed for a brush on the mirror stand and brushed her hair. "Oh, ok." said Evelyn.

Bianca shook her head. "You must have been pretty into your food tonight not to have heard." Bianca joked.

Evelyn gave a small smile and set the brush back. She pulled the covers over head and went right to sleep.

The next morning Evelyn was rudly awaken by a set of clothes being plopped on to her face and next her covers were stripped from her.

"What's the big idea!" yelled Evelyn.

"Rise and shine! It's time for school." Bianca hovered over Evelyn like hawk. "There is your uniform." she pointed next to the set of clothing by Evelyn's head.

Evelyn sat up, grabing her clothes. She slid off her bed and stripped from her night gown. She first put on her black stockings and then put on the slip that went under the main skirt. Next came with skirt, which was an aweful dark brown color. The shirt was white and longed sleeved and felt smooth while putting on. Lastly was the horrid jacket that matched the skirt. When Evelyn finished putting on her uniform she put her up into a neat bun and then put on s pair of black laced up boots and headed down stairs to eat some breakfast.

After Breakfast the two girls met up with Thomas by the front door. He handed each of them a small leather bag.

"I put in there a folder with some paper and I gave you both a pencil. I hope that will get you two by for your first day." A maid with dark brown hair that was put in a braid walked up to the three. She was rather short and young looking but was no doubt a little older that the two girls. Maybe by two or three years. "This young lady here is Miss Abigal. She will show you to and from school this first week." explained Mr. O'Brian. "Now off you go before you are late!" he opened the door and let the girls pass.

The walk there was not too long. The only bad part about it were the people trying to shuv and sell goods into their arms the fact that was wind was facing them the whole entire way.

"Here is the place. St. Saviours high school." said Abigal. "I will be here a few minutes before school is let you out to come take you girls home." She gave them a small smile and was off and back to the O'Brian house.

It wasn't too hard for them to find their rooms seeing as each classroom was labeled with big letters. when they intered the class, almost every seat was taken up but two. It figured. The teacher stood in front of her desk and turned to look at the girls. She was a middled aged woman. Too tall for how skinny she was. Her hands were long and slinder. Her shoes pointed like a witch and frizzy hair put up in a messy bun and dark eyes that seemed to burn through your body. Evelyn's stomach started to turn. She felt sick already.

"Ah. You must be from the O'Brian house hold. Please, come inside and do introduce yourselvs." said the teacher. "My name is Miss. Thorn, but you can call me Miss. T if that is what you wish."

Both girls walked in front of the class. All eyes were on them. When they finished introducing themselvs, Miss. Thorn had them take a seat clear in the back.

Almost instantly Miss. Thorn told the girls to take out their reading books and open to page thirty. The book was Romeo and Juliet. A story that made Evelyn's heart throb. The same for Bianca only Evelyn gave into her emotions more easly.

Because they had no books, the two girls had to share with another. Evelyn's partner was a shy little blonde hair who wore her hair in piggy tails. She had a nastely voice and great big blue eyes. She looked like she was twelve, but Evelyn knew that this girl was probably her age. Bianca's partner was girl who looked like she liked to take charge. She knew at that moment that the two woud probablt butt heads a lot further into the year. The girl held the sides of her hair back with a blue hair pin and let the rest fall down her back. Her hair was almost black and her eyes were a bright grey.

As the day went on the two girls worked hard on their studies. Math was not too difficult for they had worked on things simaliar. English was just some simple writing, reading and spelling, which Evelyn did not take to fundly of. Luckily the girls left without having to take home any work. And just Abigal had told them, she was waiting right outside for them.

"It seems I have arrived just in time." she told the girls. "How was your first day?" she asked.

"It was fine. Thanks." said Evelyn.

"That's good to hear. Please come along."

Before they reached home a boy with black hair and drark brown eyes placed himself right in front of Evelyn's way.
"Extra, extra Miss! Read all about it! District Union of New York City calls for help!"

Evelyn gave him a sad nod. "Sorry boy. I don't have any money."

The boys face fell, but before he could turn away, Abigal pulled out two pennys and put them into the boys hand.

"Thank Abby!" said the boy.

Abigal rolled her eyes and smiled. She sighed. "Oh, Thomas Higgins! You are always so persistant and polite."

The boy laughed and blushed. He tipped his newsie hat and said, "Ah shucks, Abby. Call me Racetrack!" he grinned.

Abigal gave the boy a playful slap on the face. "Go sell the rest of your job then, Race!" she laughed. "I have to get these two girls back home. See you around." the two said goodbye and the boy, Thomas Higgins who went by the name Racetrack waved off Evelyn and Bianca too.

"Who was that boy?" Bianca asked.

"Oh," said Abigal with a playful smile on her face. "That's my cousin. Thomas Higgins. He may be troulbe maker, but he sure can be a sweet heart when he want to be. Too bad he doesn't go to school as much as what he should."
"How old his?" Evelyn asked.

"The boy is thirteen. He's told me that after this year he's quitting school. I'se keep on tellin' him to go on and move up to seventh grade, but he just can't stand his teachers. "I'm 'fraid lots of kids can't stand the teacher." she laughed a little. "Well now. Here we are. Home sweet home." she opened the doors and let the two girls go in first.

Evelyn could not believe that kids during this time dropped out of school so young. It was shame. And here she was. Sixteen years old. A Sophmore in high school. Even if she were to drop school right now, she's still have a better chance at life than half of the people who walked the streets in Brooklyn New York.

Later on that day, not quite supper time and nor was it the slightest bit of grey outside, Evelyn closed her book, Romeo and Juliet closed and put it back into her leather bag. Her and Bianca had picked up a copy after class. If there was one thing Evelyn was better at than Bianca at it was reading. She set her bag down beside her bed and walked out of the room while Bianca was still reading.

Evelyn walked outside to get some fresh air. Still wearing her school uniform she wrapped her arms around herself. It wasn't too terribly cold out. It was just the wind that made it seem so. Behind the fenced in back yard Evelyn looked up at the clear blue sky. Not a single cloud was in sight. She sighed and closed her eyes. She imagened herself back at home in her back yard, laying in the grass and looking up at the sky when she had nothing better to do. Suddenly her day dreaming was interupted by the sound of Mrs. O'Brian voice.

She turned around fast and saw Sybelle standing by the door. "Oh me gracious! Thank goodness you are here!" she had a letter and a package in her hands.

"What's the matter?" asked Evelyn.

"Thomas is up at the Boys Working Union. A package came to him today. I would have one of our maids take it to him, but me being so foolish, sent them on other errrons for me. Would you take it to him?" she asked with a worried look on her face.

Evelyn was slow at first to answer. "I uh...No, I don't mind. Yes. I will take it to him."

"Oh good! You've helped me out much me dear! Thank you." she placed the package into Evelyn's arms.
"How do I get there from here?" she asked.
Sybelle waved a hand in front of her face and giggles. "Not to worry, dear Evelyn. I've wrote down some directions. Here. This should help." she placed a thick piece of paper with the directions on it on top of the package. Evelyn grabed it and looked down at it. Before she could say anything else to Mrs. O'Brian she had gone off some place else. Evelyn shrugged her shoulders and went off to the find the Union.

She mummbled to herself the directions as she walked up a market street in Brooklyn. The place was jammed pack and loud with people shouting out goods and offering people little trinkets. She was amazed by how much New York had changed from this time to her time. Of course she knew the differences between this day and age from hers, but actually living in it, she could hardly keep from shouting out. Oh how her history teacher would kill to be her shoes right now.

Finally she stood a few yards away from a bulding where the directions had told her to stop. She looked up in great big letters was written: District Work Union.

She took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. She braced herself and held the package close to her chest, unsure of what she would expect. As she opened the front doors a smell of papers and ink and wood and musty carpet filled her nose. She sniffed and caughed once from the surprise of the smell. Evelyn spotted a man about in his sixties sitting behind a rather big oak desk, writing things down in a speedy manner on paper and quickly flipping through them.

"Excuse me?" Evelyn slowly approched the large oak desk. "Excuse me?" she said again, but the old man did not seem to hear her, so she spoke louder. "Excuse me, sir!"

The man lifted his head slowly. He gave Evelyn an annoyed look and went back to his paper work. "His too busy to see you." he told her in a harsh tone.

Evelyn felt herself growing tired of his 'lack of duty' and said to the man, "You don't even know who I want to see. I have a very immportant package for Mr. O'Brian."
The old man looked up at her once more, still looking as annoyed as ever. "Like I said, Miss. He is too busy to talk to such a person as youself."
Evelyn scoffed. "And what does that mean?" she asked him, now giving him the annoyed look.

The old man took off his glasses and sighed. "This place is for young men. Men here are hard at work to make things better. I'm sure whatever business you have with Mr. O'Brian can wait." he put his glasses back on and went back to his paper work.

Evelyn stood there in front of the desk, watching as the old man continued to ignore her. She caughed once, while at the same time saying, "Sexest!" the old man glanced and gave her a confused look, but he soon went back to his paper work. Evelyn grew so tired of his bull she slammed the package on the deck and then her hands. "I need to talk to Mr. O'Brian NOW!"

A few minutes later Evelyn was givin the directions to Mr. O'Brian's office. Yelling at the man had givin him a wake up call. She literally made it loud and clear that she would not be pushed around or ignored and ended up getting her way.

The further she went into the buidling the more men she began to see. Some ignored her, others looked her up and down and ocationally some would say hello like a good gentleman. Finally she made her way into Thomas's office. She knocked a few times before intering and found him talking to one of the men from last night. On Thomas's desk was a large rolled out paper with a design drawn out on it.

"Evelyn?" said Thomas. "What on earth are you doing here?" he asked her, surprised by her presence.

"Sybelle wanted me to give this to you." she placed the package in his hands. "She would have someone else do it but no one else was around but me so I delivered it for her."

"Ah. I see. Well thank you, Evelyn. I appreciate it." Evelyn was about to walk back out, but Mr. O'Brian called out to her. "Evelyn. Please come back. Just for a second, please? I have someone I would like you to meet." Thomas and the man he was talking to both stood up, facing Evelyn. "This here is Charles VahnHam. He is a ver skilled worker of mine. Charles, this is Evelyn Connealy. Her and her friend Bianca are the young girls who have been staying with my wife and I."

"Pleasure is all mine, Miss Evelyn." he brought out his hand to shake hers but she didn't meet him the rest of the way. He pulled his hand back to his side and gave her a quick smile.

"Charles, methinks our work is done for the day. I will wrap the rest up. Please take, Miss Evelyn back home."
"Of course." said Charles with a smile. He walked passed Evelyn and opened the door. A loud thud came from outside. All three ran outside the office to find a stack of papers and a young man laying on the wood floor, covering his face.

"Oh excuse me!" said Charles, helping the young man get back up.

As Evelyn watched she soon realized who it was. It was the other young man Thomas was talking to last night. Spot Conlon.

"My apologies, Spot. Didn't not see or hear you coming."

Spot picked up his papers that were now in a big heaping pile. "Ah nah! I'se seem ta be in a big rush this evenin'." he then noticed Evelyn and his face flushed red with imbarrassment. "Ah! I'se sorry 'bout the other night. Didn' mean ta scare you'se." he said, clearly to Evelyn.

Evelyn said nothing. Instead she looked to the side, hiding her blushing face. He really DOES look like him! She thought. He looks like an older Scott. And indeed he did.

When Evelyn got home and supper was made and eaten, Evelyn sat up in her room. The candles were out, Bianca was asleep, but Evelyn stayed away. She gazed out her window and looked up at the stars. There was still not a single cloud in sight and the stars looked beautiful. Suddenly a shooting came across the sky. Evelyn gave out a quiet gasp, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes tightly and made a wish. She wished to see Spot Conlon again and when that time arrived she would say something back to him.