Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, or any of the people, places (in short: anything) associated with it. I also don't own Iris.

Author's notes: Okay first off, it is indeed my rendition of Romeo and Juliet. It was hard to write, and I didn't start at the beginning, because Juliet isn't in the beginning. I started when she comes in, as I find would be logical with a dream. From this point quite a few chapters are short because I was following scenes. Not all of the characters definite either, some share lines you could say. At the end I will have a summary of who's who. Also I *have* read Romeo and Juliet. I didn't just hear about it and then decide to write a story, or anything like that. But, I'm trying to be creative, so some parts a bit different. And now that you're totally turned off by what's about come, here you go…. (I, iii).

ALSO to Jaws: thank you so much for reviewing! I really appreciate it. I would definitely add you to the story; however, I've already finished writing it. But, thank you so, so, so, so, much for reading!!!

Chapter Two:

"Juliet!" she heard someone call from inside the bunkroom of the Brooklyn lodging house. "Where are you? Iris is looking for you."

"Here I am," Juliet replied, walking into a bunkroom. Iris looked over at Juliet and smiled to her friend. Juliet crossed the room quickly and joined her friend who was seated on one of the bunks.

"Hey Jules," Iris greeted.

"Hey. You were looking for me…."

"Yeah, well I'll get straight to the point. I was just wondering… have you thought much about finding a husband and moving on? I mean, finding a new job as something other than a newsie."

"No, I haven't really thought about it." Juliet replied honestly.

"Well, Mr. Frank Paris has been asking about you again. Spot and I aren't sure why he didn't just ask you directly, but then again you were probably out selling or something. As you know he is very rich! You could marry him and then help us lower life forms out," Iris ended, with a wink. "So what are you thinking?"

"A lot of things," Juliet answered truthfully.

"Well don't forget about that costume party Medda's letting us have at her place tonight. He'll probably be there too!" Iris reminded her, departing from the room.

"Then if I see Mr. Paris I will talk to him.