Snyder walked into the princple's office at the high school. He smiled to himself for being so brilliant. But this was business, so he straightened his face seeing the man in charge. Three guesses who this was about.

Pulitzer sat behind his large desk, which was unusually neat for its purpose. He looked up to see the man enter his office. What was his name? Oh well. It didn't matter. The man called about one of his students, and those he cared about. Well, at least enough that they stay out of trouble. If one of those damn kids did something the administration would have him for it.

Pulitzer stood up and motioned for his guest to sit down. He did and Pulitzer followed.

"Good morning. You are...?" He asked.

"Mr. Snyder." Snyder said smoothly.

"All right." Pulitzer said cutting it short. "What did you want to tell me about one of my students?"

"This time Snyder did smile. "Well," He said. "Do you know the student Jack Kelly?"

Pulitzer thought for a second. The name sounded familiar, but a hundred names were run past him everyday. How was he supposed to keep up with all of them? Wait. He remembered. Mr. Wiesel kept coming to him every other day complaining about him. Wait, that wasn't the only teacher was it?

"I do, but what about him?" He asked.

"Well," Snyder answered. "I am the boy's social worker, and well, let's say I'm having quiet a hard time with him right now."

"What does this have to do with me?" Pulitzer asked leaning back in his chair.

"I think you'll be interested. The boy's name isn't Jack Kelly. He's not who he says he is."

Pulitzer became a little more interested. "Who is he then?" He asked curiously.

"His real name is Francis Sullivan. The Sullivan boys made headlines years ago after their father nearly killed them. Do you remember?"

"Yes." He answered. How could he not know that. Everyone in the country remembered that news story.

"And he's the oldest of the two." Snyder finished. "But he doesn't want anyone to know it, teachers, peers, no one."

"That's interesting." Pulitzer commented. "What would you like me to do?"

Snyder smiled again. "I want to tell everybody who he really is, right here in front of everyone."

"Why would you do this?" Pulitzer asked. "If he doesn't want anyone to know, maybe it's for the best."

"I'm doing it for his safety. He's becoming arrogant and violent. Someday he'll act just like his father, and I don't want to put anyone other children through what's happened to him. Humiliating him in front of everyone is exactly what he needs to put him back into his place."

"Are you sure?" Pulitzer answered.

"Yes."

He thought for a moment. If the boy didn't want anyone to know, this would surely drop him off his high-horse. But at the same time it would be cruel. But the thought of the school being put back into the newspapers because of it's new celebrity crossed his mind. The boy would have to deal with his problems.

"All rigtht." Pulitzer agreed. "I'll let you do this. When would you like it done?"

One last evil smile spread across his face. "As soon as possible." Snyder said.

"All right." Pulitzer said. "Are you busy today?"

"Does anyone know what the heck this thing's about?" Jack asked as the entire school piled into the auditorium.

"Not a clue." Crutchy answered honestly.

"It better not be a pep rally." Racetrack said as they all sat down near the back. "Wish I had a smoke bomb."He added.

Jack snorted at the comment. "That's why they don't tell us when we have these." He told his friend.

"Is there something I'm missing?" David asked.

Racetrack looked at him and laughed. "Yeah. Sophomore year some genius set off smoke bombs at a pep rally. You should'a seen it. Pulitzer hit the roof."

"Who was the genius?" David asked looking at Jack suspiciously.

"Don't look at me. I wasn't here yet." Jack said defending himself.

Racetrack rolled his eyes.

Their principle walked onto the stage. Eyes all over the room darted around. Since when was the last time they saw him? It must be important. They never saw him. He waited for the room to quiet down before he spoke into a microphone.

"Hello everyone, good afternoon. We have a special guest here, well, two guests." He corrected. "So special not even our faculty knows about them." Pulitzer paused for a moment. "Well, I'll let him introduce himself."

Jack knew he didn't care about this assembly from the moment he walked in. What on earth was the guy even going on about anyway? But then, he saw Snyder walk onto that stage and Jack nearly jumped out of his seat. Only David turned to look at him. What the hell was Snyder doing here?

A gut instinct made Jack turn and look for the nearest exit. He was near the back. That was good. He was also at the end of the aisle. Only David was between him and a way out. But for the doors, the dang teachers were in front of all of them.

He felt, what was it now? Panic?

"Hello." Snyder said taking the microphone. "I'll try to make this quick, but there's something important I just found out. There is a celebrity at your school, yeah a famous one. They've been in the news for a while, but I don't know what they're trying to hide."

Jack sank lower into the seat. This couldn't be happening. Maybe he was wrong. But something inside said he wasn't.

"A few years ago there was a famous domestic abuse incident that involved two boys, the Sullivan brothers. Isn't that how we remember them? I am happy to say that one of them is here today in you're school."

A loud whisper broke out from everyone.

"He's had a few bad times since then, like later being responsible for the death of his brother, but I think he deserves to be recognised for handling everything so well. Jack? Where's Jack Kelly?

Eyes from the entire room searched for him. This couldn't be happening. It wasn't real. Without thinking Jack jumped over David and ran out of the auditorium and then out of the building. David turned around to see Snyder smile on the stage.

Author Note: Oh no!! I have spent a lot of time thinking about this. Hopefully it came out all right. Like I said before, I have a beginning, middle, and still working on the end. I am getting ideas. Remember. this is Newsies, especially Jack. He figures it out somehow. If any one has ideas for what to do next I am open to them. I love reviews and suggestions.