Disclaimer: Okay, we know I don't own Newsies and all that. I also don't own the rhyming idea that comes in this chapter. That I will give to the Princess Bride. Lord of the Rings is owned by Tolkien's family. Any other stuff I can't think of at the moment go to their rightful owners. Even if you tried to sue me, I don't have anything worth suing for.

A/N: Yet another chapter. This one is gonna be with the first lifeguard and there might actually be a clue...even though I have yet to figure out who is going to be the killer. We'll just wait and see when we get there. Some of the stuff that's gonna be in here I have said out loud myself. I can be a tad bit weird when I'm hyper, but isn't that true of everyone? From now on, I think I will be doing it in first person point of view. You guys can tell me if you don't like it this way and I can change back to the third person.

~*~*Dreamer's POV*~*~

Carl is looking at us with a serious expression, obviously about to ask a question. I look around to the other fourteen investigators, wondering what they are thinking now that we've all seen the videotape. Carl doesn't disappoint me as he does ask a question, "Did anyone notice anything about the suspects?"

I blink in surprise, taken back by that question. I hadn't been paying all that much attention other then to get their names and see their faces. It's obvious that the same goes for almost everyone here.

Road looks down at the floor as she answers quietly, "Well...I think that I saw a lot of people with connections to the Unicorn's Horn and the Red Valley Times."

Carl nods with a small smile, "That's right...very good, Road. What she said is right, a lot of them have connections to those two establishments. Now, today we will just be picking a lifeguard and splitting you up into groups for the first week. After today, you guys will be checking out the crime scene, talking to witnesses, and searching for clues. So, I'm going to pull a name out of the hat and that person will be lifeguard for this week. Lifeguard will stay here at the house and talk to the other people by phone."

Carl picks a small piece of folded paper up out of the hat. Since this is the first week and we haven't really gotten to know each other yet, the picking of lifeguard isn't really that suspenseful. Carl opens the paper up and looks down at it, "Singer, you will be lifeguard for this week."

Singer nods her head and I notice as Road rolls her eyes. Obviously, the two aren't getting off to get a good start. I only hope that one of the two doesn't kill the other one before this game is over.

Carl calls attention to himself again, even though it isn't necessary. We are all looking at him and waiting for the next instructions. He looks at us, "The teams will be split in seven groups of two for this week, since there are fourteen of you. We have decided to make the teams boy-girl because we want to see how you guys work together. Group 1 will be Ally and Spot, group 2 will be Blink and Dreamer, group 3 will be Cowboy and Kitty, group 4 will be Dutchy and Irish, group 5 will be Musical and Skittery, group 6 will be Penner and Specs, and group 7 will be Racetrack and Roadtrip. I will give you the assignments for your group tomorrow, so today just enjoy yourselves."

~*~*Singer's POV*~*~

Right after Carl says that, those peasants decide to do just as he says. I make a huffing noise, wondering why commoners are so unlearned. I glare around, "Are you miscreants just going to run around doing whatever you want?!?!" I narrow my eyes as I notice Road looking at me with a smirk. Why would she be smirking at me like that? I soon find the answer to that question when she talks.

Road looks to Kitty, "Wow, ya know that Singer can really FUSS."

Kitty blinks but catches on quickly, "Fuss...hmm...fuss...Aha! I thik she just likes to scream at US."

Road nods in admiration, "She probably doesn't mean any harm."

Kitty thinks for a bit then shakes her head sadly, "She really is very short on charm."

Road looks at Kitty, astonished and admiring, "You know, you really should be a poet. You're very good at rhyme."

Kitty shakes her head, "Sadly, no. Only some of the time."

Road points somewhere, "Kitty, are those rocks up there ahead?"

Kitty pretends to look scared, "If there are, we'll all be dead!"

I look at them both, exasperated, "Stop that rhyming, you two! I'm getting very sick of this and I mean it!"

Road takes out a bag of peanuts and offers them around, "Would anyone here like a peanut?"

I stomp out of the room after muttering a very undignified curse. Letting those two girls get to me would not be very smart, even if they are really annoying. You never know when you might need an ally, and in this game an ally is very important.

~*~*Irish's POV*~*~

After watching on in amusement at the Princess Bride scene that had been playing before us, we decide to pick a movie to watch. With much discussion from everyone still in the room, we decide on Lord of the Rings. I giggle a little as I notice that we unintentionally sat in the groups that Carl had picked out for us.

Dreamer suddenly sits very straight, "Ya guys wanna hear how I was born?"

I turn to look at her, stopping my game of footsie with Dutchy. I sweatdrop and say hesistantly, "Uhhh...sure."

Dreamer talks in a very serious tone, "Well, you see, I was born to an Irish mother and a Greek father in Bolivia. I had a lot of strange Portugese writing on me and I somehow managed to get to Brazil. Well, the Brazilian government was like "We don't take people with strange Portugese writing!" and since I was a baby, I couldn't say anything. Needless to say, they kicked me out of Brazil and I ended up here."

I turn back to Dutchy, wondering if this girl is serious. She seems to be the oddest one of the group. The first day and I could already see that everyone had something that made them stand out. I am the most flirty, Singer is the most annoying and snobbiest, Dreamer is the oddest, Jack and Spot tie for the most arrogant, Ally is the most caring, Blink is the most outgoing, Specs and Dutchy the sweet and kind ones. The others I am actually clueless about, but they will show themselves in due time. Hopefully, I'll be around when they do show how they are.

~*~*Esther's POV*~*~

I sit in a cold room, bound and gagged. The killer had shot and hit the wall, purposely missing me. I have no clue why he still has me alive, when he left Mayer across the room from me.

They had told me this was just a game and nobody would really get hurt, but Mayer certainly isn't moving at all. If this is just a game, why am I tied up? I never actually thought that I would be in such a position.

A/N: I actually told that story about my "birth" to my friend. She was doing homework and I just wanted to bug her so I said the first things that came into my head. She had a headache and got all annoyed at me and it was great fun. Most of my friends know that I am very strange when I put my mind to weird things. Esther's point of view was rather short, but it was more just to show you guys that she was still alive and the killer's plotting something.

I believe this chapter is the longest one yet and I hope you all enjoyed the little silliness. In the next chapter, things will get more serious as they start to investigate and look for clues to the killer's identity. Okay, now for the shout-outs to the people who reviewed this story and keep me writing.

Oh, by the way, on Monday there are try-outs for are one-act competition play and I'm gonna go watch. I don't know if I'm actually gonna try-out because I'll probably get a small boy part like they usually give me. In the last play, I was the third little pig named Sherlock Pig. There's this really great neopets guild called Carryin' the Banner for Newsie lovers and any neopets people reading this should go join there. I've decided to let Race help me with the shout-outs now.

Klover: I'm glad you're liking my story. It was actually one chapter per day because I posted the first one on Wednesday and then the second one yesterday. I do it because I have nothing better to do and I like to get things out when I still remember them.

(Race)Yeah, you should see her. When she's doing stories, she can't keep away from the computer too long. Of course, most stories she starts and then never finishes. I think she has about three finished stories and two of those are song-fics.

pixie-gav24601: Wow, i got the name right without looking at the review before! I'll be putting your character, along with some of the other townspeople, in the next chapter.

(Race)She really cheated, she peeked at the name and then wrote it down so she wouldn't forget. She just wants to make you think she's smart.

Shakes1: I think I heard something about Fox definetly not making a second MISTX, so it looks like you'll have to settle with this for your MISTX addiction. Or maybe a MISTX Anonymous would help? Yes, Angel did die a hero and so did all of the others.*has a moment of silence for them*

(Race)Road knows all about meetings like MISTX Anonymous since she has a lot of obsessions. You squealed? I hope no one else was in the room, or they'd probably think that you're nuts.

Raven: Jack's ex, hmmm? I think that can be arranged. Flipping out is quite all right.

(Race)Yeah, flipping out...yet another thing she knows a lot about....

Shot: As you requested, here's more. I do that a lot too, picturing stuff in my head. Then I fall out of my chair laughing because most of the pictures are really funny and they're just...strange. Luckily, I'm usually alone when I do this so I don't get really odd looks.

(Race)I'll bet ya five dollars that she'll get kicked out by the third week. I know a secret though. *goes and whispers in Shot's ear*The investigators who get kicked off still get a role in the story, and it's not just an after-interview about their experience or anything like that. By the way, I heard it was your birthday a couple of days ago.*sings happy birthday and gives Shot when of his cigars and a tip on a horse*

Aguachica: Welcome back from your camping trip! I know you came back with more then you left with.*laughs evilly*See see..you're a suspect!*points to chapter 2 excitedly*Next time maybe I'll let the other newsies help as well. If they're good and listen, that is. Are you so curious that you'd die if you didn't find out, since curiousity killed the cat?

(Race raises an eyebrow)Are you trying to kill your reader/reviewer/friend?

Umm...no.

(Race)Then why did you ask that question?

Just cuz...by the way, have fun with Sp...I mean Cookie! She loves to jump on laps when people are on the computer, so watch out. My cat just went out hunting...why do cats like to hunt so much?

(Race)And now with that stupid question I think we'll end here...