Author's note: The reason for the first three chapters ending the way they do is because originally the first chapter was nine pages long. I cut most of it down and separated it into three chapters. I thought nine pages would be a bit much to read. Thank you for the reviews though

Soon the first newsies walked in laughing and joking. "Hey Race where ya been?" Skittery called out. Race quickly shushed him and the rest of the newsies as they started to enter.

"Ya we ain't seen ya all day." Jack called, but his voice dropped when Race hissed at him to be quiet.

"I've been waitin' fer ya and Bumlets."  Race said quietly. Bumlets and Jack walked over to Race.

"Bumlets do ya min' takin' me bunk tonight?" He asked looking over at Brooklyn asleep in Bumlet's.

"Uh….sure…why?" Bumlets asked with a confused look on his face.

"Well I found dis goil layin' in da snow an' she was pretty beat up." Race made a slight face thinking of the mess Brooklyn had been when he found her, "She don't remember where she's from. So I said she can stay here. Her arm's broken an' she's gotta concussion. I didn' know whad bunks wheah open an' yers was lower…"

"Why don' ya move 'ere ta da smaller room d'ats off of da bunkroom? id 'ill be quitter there." Jack walked over with Race to where Brooklyn was lying.

"Hey Brooklyn." Race knelt down and shook her lightly.

Brooklyn blinked her eyes a few times remembering where she was now, "Hey Race…"  She sat up slowly with the help of Race.

"D'is is Jack Kelly ledda of da Manhattan Newsies." Brooklyn would of shook Jack's hand but her right arm was in a sling.

"Well we're gonna move ya ta a smallah room of dah bunkroom. D'at way no one can disturbed ya."  He said with a soft caring smile as he pointed towards the room door.

"Okay." Brooklyn agreed she didn't feel up to arguing or protesting. They were kind enough to let her stay here.

 Race went to go pay Kloppman and Jack went to set up the room for Brooklyn. Brooklyn went to stand up to head to the room. She felt dizzy again and put her hand to her head. Brooklyn's grew weak underneath her and felt like they were going to give out, just when she felt some one grabbed her around the waist.

"Let me 'elp ya." He took her by the upper arm gently and put his arm around her waist.

"Thanks."

"Where 're ya goin'? I'm Kid Blink." Blink thought that Brooklyn was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had bright violet blue eyes, and her long soft curly black hair fell right in the middle of her back. She was tall and thin. Blink thought that she looked like an angel.

"To that  room there. I'm Brooklyn." She said softly leaning slightly against him for support. Blink thought of ways to make conversation with Brooklyn.

"So how ya hurt yer arm?"

"The strange thing is I can't remember." They reached the other room; Blink walked her to the bed they both sat down.

Blink frowned a little when she said she couldn't remember. Then he tried to think of something else they could talk about, "So wheah 're ya from if you's don' mind me askin'?"

"I don't remember….I don't remember anything at all…I don't even know the date."

"Well I's can answer some question ya might have. Taday's date is da is 20th an' da way ya tawk sounds like ya came from a well off family?" Blink didn't to want to say good family because he didn't know what her life was like and he didn't want to upset her.

"Five days until Christmas and I wont be with my family if I even have one." The tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Hey don' cry. We's may not be ya real family but we can be yer newsies family. Ya know if ya wan'?"

"I would like that. All of you seem real nice." Brooklyn laid down.

"I can leave if ya wan'?"

"No you don't have to. Tell me a something about yourself?" Brooklyn didn't want to be a lone right now.

"Well whada ya wanna know?"

"Where are you from? And about your parents and stuff, if you don't mind." Brooklyn nodded and looked at Blink as he talked.

"So ya wanna know me past. I don't really like ta tawk about id, but fer ya I think I could make an exception. I can barely remember my mudda and fadda. I didn' have id bad. We's was well off but we's hit hard time and me fadda got very sick. Me mudda worked tree jobs ta try an' keep up wid da doc bills. I took up a job as a newsies. Me fadda died two years later. My mudda went ta work one day an' neva came back. I was an orphan. I came 'ere ta live ad da lodgin' house. Me mudda was very beautiful she had long blond hair and blue eyes. I would give anything ta see her. She tried her hardest." Blink had just finished when Race walked in. Brooklyn made a mental note about Blink's past.

"Hey how ya doin'?" Asked Race.

"Good." Brooklyn sat up slowly.

"All of us 're headed ta Tibby's fer dinner ya wanna come?"

"Sure." Blink carefully helped Brooklyn up and the three walked out of the room and into the main bunkroom. Blink went over to the closet to get his jacket, he was one of the few newsies who own a jacket. Race and Brooklyn were waiting for Blink to join them.

When they got outside it was snowing pretty hard still. Blink took off his jacket and put it on Brooklyn's shoulders.

"Thanks." She wrapped the jacket tighter around her, blocking the harsh winter from her body.

After a few more minutes of walking they reached Tibby's Jack was already there with five other newsies.

"Hey Jack!" Race called.

"Hey Blink, Race, Brooklyn ova' here!" Jack motioned them over to the table he was sitting at.

"Brooklyn d'is is Bumlets, Skittery, Crutchy, David, and d'is is Mush." They all said hello. Mush got up to let Brooklyn sit down.

"Thanks." She said sweetly and she sat down. Bumlets and Crutchy got up to go. Blink and Race took their seats.

"So how was selling today?" David asked.

"Okay da headline wasn't d'at great." Blink answered. Race took out a cigar and lit it. The smoke from the cigar circled up into the air floating over towards Brooklyn.

"What is that smell?" She asked.

"Oh sorry id's me cigar I put id out if ya wan'." Race offered.

"No!" Brooklyn said quickly. A few of the guys looked over at her, "It just reminds me of something." She felt her cheeks flush slightly from her outburst. For the second time no one said anything.