A/N: This chapter is better, because it has the newsies in it, and let's face it, everything is better with newsies in it. I'm really bad at writing with New York accents, but you'll just have to deal with it. Please read and review!!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything or any one from the movie Newsies.

Chapter 2

When Amanda became conscious she was in a lot pain. She didn't want to open her eyes. She just wanted to lie there forever, or at least until the pain went away.

She bolted upright however, when she sensed someone starring at her. "Hey she's awake!" a curly haired boy of about seventeen shouted. He was wearing the strangest clothes, but then she looked down and realized she was too. She was wearing a dusty brown ankle-length skirt and a cream colored button up shirt.

"Where am I, who are you, what happened?!" she yelled as if it was one sentence.

He laughed, and she noticed he was very attractive. "Me names Mush," he said, "and youse is at da Manhattan Newsboy's Lodgin House. As for what happened, Ise was wonderin da same t'ing. Me and Race found ya passed out in an ally."

He spoke with a very heavy New York accent. "Newsboys?" she wondered aloud.

"Yeah as in newsies, ya know we sell newspapers."

"Oh, well wait, what's the date?"

"Wow, youse musta hit your head pretty hard, it's March 2, 1900." Amanda felt as if her blood had turned to ice when he spoke those last words.

"Oh my God," she thought, "this must be a dream, but then why am I in so much pain? In a way this is kind of what I've been hoping for. I guess I'll just have to play along until I go back. Do I want to go back?" her thoughts were interrupted when Mush spoke again.

"Youse looks like ya got beat up pretty bad. What happened?"

"I don't remember," she lied. Just then another boy walked in. He looked about the same age, but he was shorter with darker hair. He looked kind of Italian.

"Ah, she's awake!" he called, "Mornin Agelface, how ya feelin?"

"I have a name you know," she said defensivly, she wasn't used to getting this much attention from boys, and she wasn't sure if she liked it yet.

"Well what is it den?" he asked.

"Amanda," she replied.

"Well Amanda, now youse gots yourself a nickname like da resta us. So Angel where are ya from?"

"Umm, I don't remember," she lied again.

"Well youse can stay here as long as ya like, if it's alright wit Jack dat is." He then stuck his head out the door and called, "Hey cowboy, get in here!"

A tall, dirty blonde haired boy with a red bandana around his neck stepped in. He was also very good looking. "So you're finally up! How ya feelin Angelface?" he asked her.

"I've been better," she said sarcastically. They all laughed until she said, "Who are you anyway?"

"I'm Jack Kelly, leadah a da Manhattan newsies. I talked it over wit de udda [other] boys, and dey agreed ta pay your rent 'till ya find somewhere bettah ta stay." He said matter of factly.

"That's very kind of you" she said timidly. She was not used to talking to anyone, let alone cute boys.

"Ya can clean yourself up in da washroom over dere. Den we'll meet de udda boys, and if your up ta it youse can sell papes wit us," the dark haired kid said, "I'm Race by da way."

Amanda walked into the washroom. It was disgusting; there was water and garbage everywhere. She didn't want to use the crusty sink, but she felt gross, so she washed her face. When she couldn't find any toothpaste, she swished some water around in her mouth.

"Ya ready?" Mush asked as she stepped back into the bunkroom.

"As ready as I'll ever be," she said with a small smile, still not believing this was happening.