Chapter 2
And that's when we landed on the roof. With a *THUNK* and some "crucial" whiplash we settled to a stop. I looked in the back seat and Mel was unconscious. I sighed, "oh goody." Amanda was slightly dazed and confused, but the normality of it didn't worry me at all.
She turned to me, "on a roof Robyn? That's a new one."
I have supreme driving skills, roofs are possible, and I told her so.
"That's wonderful Robyn. But how are we going to get down?"
"Do we really need to? Mel's non-functional in the back seat. We probably shouldn't move her. And I don't know where we are."
"New York?"
"Perhaps, but I need definite proof before I move the wheels." We heard a scrambling on the roof and saw two shadows, one short, one taller. And they were walking towards us with confused expressions on their faces."
"Who goes there?!?!"
I groaned, a squeaky little voice, the thrills. I hate small children. They're monkeys.
Amanda cowered in her seat. I turned on my headlights because although we started out in daylight, it was swiftly becoming nighttime. And the two shadows became people running for cover.
I turned to Amanda. "Either they're after us or they think we're after them. Could you go check that out for me please?"
"Whatever. No."
"Oh. I'll get out and check then."
"Sounds good." I stepped outside and walked over to their hiding place. They peered out at me. One of them looked oddly familiar; she was thin, of average height, had long straight dark brown hair and light brown eyes..
"LAURA! Did you go through the heat wave thing too?"
"What? How do you know my name?"
The freckle-faced little kid peered at us from behind her.
"Why are you dressed funny. And where are we?" I asked.
"New York, and you ought to take a look in the mirror. Why so much leg? You have no skirts. You're not from around here, are you?"
I ran back to the car. "We're not in Kansas anymore Toto!"
Amanda gave me a puzzled look and replied, "great. We might want to get Melanie to someplace where there's medical people."
"But I don't know where we are except New York and Laura is here, but from a different era and with some kid."
Amanda sat up and got out of the car. "We need someone to help with Melanie. We'll worry about everything else later."
I agreed. Both of us walked back over to Laura and the kid. "We have a third person in the car."
"Car?"
"Yeah, that thing," I pointed to the jeep, "but more importantly about the third person in the car is that she needs to be seen by a doctor."
Laura nodded in understanding. "We'll carry her downstairs. Jack'll know what to do."
We carried her out of the car. I quickly locked all the doors, just in case. Carefully, we went down the fire escape and put her through the window.
Amanda looked inside, "hey they're the people from that movie!" she shouted excitedly. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
Laura called in, "make room on the table." Amanda pushed through the crowd and swiped the cards off the table.
"Hey lady, in the middle of a card game here," said a dark haired kid with a cigar. Other protests followed his and Laura was thoroughly frustrated.
"Come on, work with me, Racetrack." They all moved and Melanie was placed on the table.
I checked her breathing and everything, former Girl Scout, and she was basically just sleeping. "We just have to wait until she wakes up."
"Do you think we could move her off the table?" Racetrack asked slightly annoyed. "I was about to win the poker game!"
Everyone laughed. "Lily, its like this. Poker is a lifetime achievement and I need to practice."
Amanda was standing off to the side and she piped up with this, "Maybe they'll give you an award before you die for loosing the most games, now that's a lifetime achievement." More laughter was heard.
Another guy at the table spoke up, "who are you?" He was sitting next to a girl with long brown hair and wearing a pink dress. I had been doing a lot of thinking. Just enough to get by, and my thinking was leading me to believe that only one conclusion was possible. We were with the newsies, the ones from the movie. Oh Mel was gonna freak.
"I want to know who you all are first." She was staring intently at him and I felt the need to smack her.
"Maybe it should be a mutual exchange. I'm Jack Kelly or Cowboy. This is me girl, Sarah." I could see Amanda wince. That was ok, I didn't like her either.
Amanda asked, "Do you fall off your horse much?" There was much muffled laughter until Jack glowered at everyone. She leaned against the wall. "Well my name is Amanda, call me Curly." She gestured to me, "this is Robyn, but call her Raven, she'll like ya much better." She pointed to the unconscious Mel, "and this is Melanie, she doesn't really have a nickname."
I spoke up, "just so we're all on base here, this is New York, 1900, you all are newsies, and we time-traveled or something."
They looked at me funny.
"Yeah!" continued Amanda, "We went through some shimmery heat wave thing and Robyn landed us on your roof. I apologize if it caves in."
During the silence that followed, Melanie began to stir. She was singing softly, "moving right along doog-a-doon, doog-a-doon. We'll learn to share the load. We don't need a map to keep this show on the road."
Amanda said to me, "I think it was the map that got us in trouble."
Melanie opened her eyes and screamed. "Oh yeah Mel, by the way, we're in New York, 1900, newsies…" Mel screamed again. I think it was a happy thing. I laughed.
Laura took control of the room. "Alright we need some information. So share your stories."
"And get off the table," Racetrack finished.
And that's when we landed on the roof. With a *THUNK* and some "crucial" whiplash we settled to a stop. I looked in the back seat and Mel was unconscious. I sighed, "oh goody." Amanda was slightly dazed and confused, but the normality of it didn't worry me at all.
She turned to me, "on a roof Robyn? That's a new one."
I have supreme driving skills, roofs are possible, and I told her so.
"That's wonderful Robyn. But how are we going to get down?"
"Do we really need to? Mel's non-functional in the back seat. We probably shouldn't move her. And I don't know where we are."
"New York?"
"Perhaps, but I need definite proof before I move the wheels." We heard a scrambling on the roof and saw two shadows, one short, one taller. And they were walking towards us with confused expressions on their faces."
"Who goes there?!?!"
I groaned, a squeaky little voice, the thrills. I hate small children. They're monkeys.
Amanda cowered in her seat. I turned on my headlights because although we started out in daylight, it was swiftly becoming nighttime. And the two shadows became people running for cover.
I turned to Amanda. "Either they're after us or they think we're after them. Could you go check that out for me please?"
"Whatever. No."
"Oh. I'll get out and check then."
"Sounds good." I stepped outside and walked over to their hiding place. They peered out at me. One of them looked oddly familiar; she was thin, of average height, had long straight dark brown hair and light brown eyes..
"LAURA! Did you go through the heat wave thing too?"
"What? How do you know my name?"
The freckle-faced little kid peered at us from behind her.
"Why are you dressed funny. And where are we?" I asked.
"New York, and you ought to take a look in the mirror. Why so much leg? You have no skirts. You're not from around here, are you?"
I ran back to the car. "We're not in Kansas anymore Toto!"
Amanda gave me a puzzled look and replied, "great. We might want to get Melanie to someplace where there's medical people."
"But I don't know where we are except New York and Laura is here, but from a different era and with some kid."
Amanda sat up and got out of the car. "We need someone to help with Melanie. We'll worry about everything else later."
I agreed. Both of us walked back over to Laura and the kid. "We have a third person in the car."
"Car?"
"Yeah, that thing," I pointed to the jeep, "but more importantly about the third person in the car is that she needs to be seen by a doctor."
Laura nodded in understanding. "We'll carry her downstairs. Jack'll know what to do."
We carried her out of the car. I quickly locked all the doors, just in case. Carefully, we went down the fire escape and put her through the window.
Amanda looked inside, "hey they're the people from that movie!" she shouted excitedly. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
Laura called in, "make room on the table." Amanda pushed through the crowd and swiped the cards off the table.
"Hey lady, in the middle of a card game here," said a dark haired kid with a cigar. Other protests followed his and Laura was thoroughly frustrated.
"Come on, work with me, Racetrack." They all moved and Melanie was placed on the table.
I checked her breathing and everything, former Girl Scout, and she was basically just sleeping. "We just have to wait until she wakes up."
"Do you think we could move her off the table?" Racetrack asked slightly annoyed. "I was about to win the poker game!"
Everyone laughed. "Lily, its like this. Poker is a lifetime achievement and I need to practice."
Amanda was standing off to the side and she piped up with this, "Maybe they'll give you an award before you die for loosing the most games, now that's a lifetime achievement." More laughter was heard.
Another guy at the table spoke up, "who are you?" He was sitting next to a girl with long brown hair and wearing a pink dress. I had been doing a lot of thinking. Just enough to get by, and my thinking was leading me to believe that only one conclusion was possible. We were with the newsies, the ones from the movie. Oh Mel was gonna freak.
"I want to know who you all are first." She was staring intently at him and I felt the need to smack her.
"Maybe it should be a mutual exchange. I'm Jack Kelly or Cowboy. This is me girl, Sarah." I could see Amanda wince. That was ok, I didn't like her either.
Amanda asked, "Do you fall off your horse much?" There was much muffled laughter until Jack glowered at everyone. She leaned against the wall. "Well my name is Amanda, call me Curly." She gestured to me, "this is Robyn, but call her Raven, she'll like ya much better." She pointed to the unconscious Mel, "and this is Melanie, she doesn't really have a nickname."
I spoke up, "just so we're all on base here, this is New York, 1900, you all are newsies, and we time-traveled or something."
They looked at me funny.
"Yeah!" continued Amanda, "We went through some shimmery heat wave thing and Robyn landed us on your roof. I apologize if it caves in."
During the silence that followed, Melanie began to stir. She was singing softly, "moving right along doog-a-doon, doog-a-doon. We'll learn to share the load. We don't need a map to keep this show on the road."
Amanda said to me, "I think it was the map that got us in trouble."
Melanie opened her eyes and screamed. "Oh yeah Mel, by the way, we're in New York, 1900, newsies…" Mel screamed again. I think it was a happy thing. I laughed.
Laura took control of the room. "Alright we need some information. So share your stories."
"And get off the table," Racetrack finished.