AN: Yay another chapter, aren't I good to you. Well yeah here's to another chapter. I want to re-state that I don't own any newsies, nor the air they breath but I do own Rose and Suze and Me and the teachers...yep they are all mine!

Have fun and enjoy the read.


I was glad that band was inside, it meant that one, I could relax for once in my small career of living and two, I didn't have to defrost my fingers from a freezing cold metal pole, yeah try doing that in negative 10 degree weather. Rose waited for me before walking in, all of our newsies following us. There were stares from just about everyone and whispered questions as to who they were and why they were here. Rose walked right past them and I walked right into them, and then out of them without saying anything. Jack and Skittery made sure to keep up with the, comparatively, shorter girl.

"Hey Rose, who are you friends?" asked Tammy, the all around whore at our school who just happened to be in band as well. She twinkled her eye at Skittery who ducked behind Jack, who in turn ducked behind Rose who stepped on his foot; you've got to love the domino effect.

"Jack, Skittery this is Tammy and vise versa." she answered and then stepped in front of the room full of babbling loud mouths and shouting "band-ten-hut" which resulted in a loud roar that was "PRIDE" which made her smile. After many long and boring announcements Rose started to warm the band up with scales and such that gave me a bored look as I wasn't doing anything but watching. Her arms flared out and in like a magnificent machine in perfect harmony with the rhythm band. Two other students stood to the left and right of her watching her every move seeing as she was the "head drum major" and they were just drum majors.

"What's she doing?" Spot asked me with a confused look on his face. He tried to imitate her movements but failed miserably which made me giggle softly. Racetrack shook his head and started to watch the drummers with a desire to learn written in his eyes.

"She's the drum major, she directs the marching band. If you aren't watching her and you mess up, you'd better have a good reason cause she'll rip you for it." I said proud to call her my friend. Spot still looked confused so I tried a little harder. "She's the leader of the band, she tells them what to do." A look of 'duh' came over his face as if he should've known it the entire time, what a cocky kid, but I loved him.

"Jack, you're getting too close!" Rose said noticing that he was inching closer and closer as her arms were moving right and left at fast speeds. "Back off," she tried again.

"What did you say?" he asked, I didn't blame him for his lack of hearing, they were right in front of Kyle, a very loud trumpet, a little too loud if you ask me.

"You're getting too close I'm going to…" she never got to finish her sentence as her hand came into contact with his face resulting in a loud 'smack' and a 'thud' from Jack hitting the ground. "Told you," she said going back to her directing.

Now I'll admit it that made me laugh so hard I was sure I would pee my pants. Spot and Racetrack looked at her with fear in their eyes and then to me as if asking would she do that to them. "Don't worry, she'll only hit you if you're too close to her, you should be fine." I said but it didn't seem to calm them down all that much, oh well their loss.


"Suze, may I ask who your friend is?" an elderly woman asked as I walked into the room. She was shorter than me, which was saying something, and had a warm face to show to the world. Mrs. Frama was an amazing drama teacher, or so half the school's been told seeing as only some students actually took drama for drama itself and not just a credit.

"This is Mush." she said with a smile. What a stupid thing to say Suze, what kind of normal name is Mush?

"Well where's he from?"

"He's a foreign exchange student from New York, I mean Venezuela. No Italy, Germany… Poland, wait is Poland still around or did it disappear again, uh yes Poland… CHINA!"

"He doesn't look Chinese."

"He's albino Chinese."

"He's tanner than you are."

"He's a tan albino Chinese person."

"His eyes aren't slanted or red."

"He's a tan albino Chinese person with normal eyes and albino people normally have blue eyes; no he's really from Africa… France… Italy, no I already said that, uh…Peru no Argentina, ETHIOPIA! He's from Ethiopia."

"That I'll accept." she said with a smile and walked into the class room with a frazzled Mush and I following her. The room was larger than most rooms as it had a stage built into it that all the students would inevitably perform on at one time or another. Coming to the front of the class room Mrs. Frama got on stage and started talking about what they were going to do that day. "Today class we're going to be working in partners, we're doing duets. You could be Romeo and Juliet, you could be Oedipus and his wife/mother or you could be you and your girl friend, you make up the scene just make it magnificent."

With that she left the class to their own devices and started grading some drama one worksheets. Turning to Mush, I smiled at him devilishly. "Mushie, wanna be my partner, good."

"What have I gotten myself into?" he asked looking up at the ceiling. There was no escape, I needed a partner and he was the only one there, just his luck. I smiled in a smug little way and got out a slip of paper.

"So I was thinking that we could be friends hanging out somewhere like a movie theatre,"

"A what?"

"A place to see… flicks, I think that's what you call them. Anyway we could be hanging out there and after the movie we start talking about some stuff, I don't know I'd have to think it over, maybe Amy'd have an idea, or Rose."

"Okay." he said more out of a need to say something and not remain silent about his "grade" that he was supposed to get. I worked the rest of the hour and by the end we were two martins who were going to see a horse race on the planet of Zephyr. The crazy things that Mush comes up with, I honestly don't know where he gets it.


So it turns out that Racetrack is rather smart; who knew that under that gambler coat was a Trigonometry genius? I for one couldn't believe it, I'd been studying my butt off in that class and here this guy came and got the subject after only being in this century for like a day, if that. Life wasn't fair. This could work to my advantage, he could help me and get my grade up I thought to myself after he answered like his twentieth question right, how on earth do people store this stuff in their heads? I hadn't the slightest idea.

"Hey Race, you want to help me study for the test this Friday?" I asked him when Mr. A let us work alone on our homework. Race smiled and with a nod of the head told me he'd get me all straightened out. The worksheet for that night was nearly impossible but then again, I'd been sick for a couple of days and had fallen behind in nearly almost all of my classes, not the best thing to do when you have two duel credit and an AP class on your hands. "You're a life saver!"

"Thank you, thank you, please hold your applause," he said faking a small bow. You had to admit that he was the funny one of the newsies, that's what I loved about him. Spot shook his head at Racetrack in a 'you are such an idiot' way.

"So Race, have you figured out yet what are you gonna do for lunch? You still owe me money and I don't think that you can risk not selling today."

Oh shit, I forgot about lunch? What am I supposed to do for them? I can't buy three lunches and their money would be a dead give away that they're not from this time period. Damn monkey butts. There was no way out of this; obviously someone was going to have to bend the rules a little. "Uh, neither of you are going to buy lunch today, it's uh… on me. But today you can't have that much until I get some more money." I said hurriedly not really thinking about what I was going to do.

"Are you sure, I mean a lady buyin' us lunch seems really weird."

"Trust me you have no idea how weird lunch is going to be for you."


"I cannot believe you hit me!" Jack was still saying as we entered the lunch room. Rose and Suze were waiting for me outside of the actual cafeteria. They too wanted to know how to feed them all. It was finally decided that each of the newsies would share a meal with us, and we'd just have to buy a little more of the meal than normal. After giving direct instructions to stay close and not get lost we entered the jungle of a mob that we call the cafeteria.

There is no real way to describe our cafeteria other than utter and complete chaos. There isn't a single thing going on that isn't being contradicted by something else. People are getting trays while others wait in the fake "lines" that most sophomores get stuck in all the time causing pushing and shoving. Some people cut straight to the end of the mob where the bagels are and just get one of them while others make their way to the back of the room and get some pop-tarts to get them through the rest of the day. It was like a day at the zoo in the jungle of a lunch room with kids running literally right over you just to get the tray that they wanted.

With that being said most of the newsies were like a baby in the middle of New York City without a mom or pram to take care of it. They were helpless, but not quite, no they were loud, louder than I've ever seen some one be. It wasn't too long after we entered the small room that Jack yelled to Skittery "Look at all this great food," to which Skittery yelled back a "yeah I know and these girls were complaining. Racetrack at least had the sense to talk normally to Spot and tell him to look out as a football player barged through trying to get as many pieces of pizza as he could onto his plate; it was disgusting on so many levels.

After looking around for a minute we started towards the table, after paying of course do you think we're crooks. That was actually quite painless which, if I could've, would've made me jump for joy. There was a slight fight between Jack and Suze as to who got to sit by Mush, let's just say Jack got two hands to the face and Suze got "her man" all to herself.

"Now Suze do you have to be mean?"

"Yes as a matter of fact I do, this is Mush we're talking about, life and death,"

"What about Jason Isaacs?"

"That's a whole different thing, he's not here right now and I have two sides one for him and one for Mush," she said digging her fork absentmindedly into her already cardboard pizza.

"Sure, so Rose, how was math today?"

"Sucky and biology is going to be just the same, I swear teachers are trying to kill me."

"To bad the goblin King can't come and give you the answers," Suze said referring the Labyrinth, another movie we're all obsessed with.

"I'm pretty sure he only takes children away, and I don't want to solve the labyrinth just to get someone back."

"Suze, you remind me of the babe," I said starting a small conversation between me and Suze to which Rose promptly joined.

"What babe,"

"The babe with the power,"

"What power,"

"The power of voodoo,"

"Who do,"

"You do,"

"Do what,"

"Remind me of the babe," the end of that small part of the movie allowed for the table, or at least us three to laugh a little, it was one of our many oddities.


So there was your chapter... monkey!

SHOUT OUTS!:

Ktkakes: yeah I felt sorry for Jack at first but it works with the story, and yeah Suze is crazy but you should meet my friend whom she's based off of... strange I'm tellin you she's strange. Loved your reviews, as always and thanks for reviewing.

Kutestar94: yeah I'm loving the reviews from you I might write one of a girl going back in time after a month or so when some of my other stories are over and done with.