A/N; Don't own Newsies, don't sue. Piece of cake? Piece of pie.... now this is a lil incomplete sounding. More to come soon, would like some review before I continue. I'd like to know what me audience thinks first :) have a good one!


Manhattan.


An hour later, Marit ran up a street in Manhattan. She stopped and looked around, attempting to catch her breath. She saw a curly haired boy selling papes just up ahead. She ran up to him. Maybe he knows Taylor, she thought.
"'Scuse meh, uh, my names Marit, and I'se was wonderin' do youse know a Taylor that stays at da Manhattan Lodging House?" she said out of breath.
"Heya, youse ok dere?" he said putting a hand on her shoulder.
"Yea, I'se fine... just do youse know a Taylor, Taylor Logan." she said looking him in his deep brown eyes hopefully.
"Sorry suga, I don't knows a Taylor, dat's an unusual name for dese parts, but I'se can take ya dere if ya'd like," he said.
"Dat would be great!" she said as they began to walk down the street.
"My name is Mush, wha'd you says yours was again?"
"Marit, Marit Logan,"
"Youse not from around heah are ya?"
"Nope, Bronx,"
"Oh I'se see, so who is this Taylor youse is lookin' for?" Mush asked.
"May I sees one o' ya papes?" she said.
"Shoah," he replied, a bit confused.
"Him..." she said pointing to Taylor in the pic.
"Oh! Youse mean Blink! Whatcha wantin' ta find Blink for?"
"Youse know him?" Marit said, startled by her good luck.
"Yea, he should be sellin' right up heah wit Racetrack. But, I'se thought youse was lookin' for a Taylor?" Mush said as they began to walk again.
"I am.. dat's me bruddah,"
"Your bruddah!?! I'se always hoird Blink talk about his sista, but I didn't believe him when he said she was goigeous." Mush siad, as he flashed a dazzling smile toward Marit.
"He talks about me?"
"O' coise he does! If I'se knew someone like youse, I'd talk about cha all da time!" Mush said. He looked ahead and pointed, "There he is!"
Marit's heart skipped a beat. She began to walk quicker.
"Blink! Gotta a special someone heah to see ya," Mush said she they approached him. He turned round and stared at Marit for two seconds.
"Marit??!!!?!?!" he said dropping his papers.
"Taylor?"
"Oh my god," he mumbled as he wrapped her in his arms.
"Why'd you leave me?" she cried.
"I didn't wanna, I'se had ta get out though,"
"You could have took me wit ya,"
"I know, I'se should have...."
He pulled out of the hug that had seemed like it had lasted forever.
"Look at youse, you're even more beautiful than before...." he said looking her up and down.
"DAMN! Where did youse find dis one? Ow!" a short brown haired boy said as he took a drag form his cigar.
"Back it up Race, this heah is me sista, Marit. The one I'm always talkin' about." Taylor said, grinning.
"Youse lyin' to meh, Blink. Dis heah can't be ya sista, she's, she's... well shit, she's the most beautiful thing I'se ever seen grace New Yawk with they'se presence," Racetrack said as he threw down his cigar.
He took Marit hand and kissed it, "Racetrack Higgins, pleasha ta meet youse, love. Mind if I'se have a date wit cha some time?"
Taylor smacked him on the head, "Not without my permission, youse ain't!"