Chapter 1

October 14th, 1900

Mayberry St. Brooklyn

Tomorrow stood staring up at the large brick building. Years of neglect and being abandoned had worn the building down to a hovel but Tomorrow could see something in it. Her best friends Trinket, Magpie and Fantasy stood beside her saying she was crazy for even taking a second glance at it.

"Come on Tomorrow, it's just an abandoned building. What's so special about it?" Trinket asked in a weary voice.

"I am not sure but I know we have enough money to start fixing it up. Please you guys, usually I am right about my 'feelings'!" Tomorrow pleaded while holding her palm out.

"Why do you have to be so…so…so persuasive?" Fantasy said digging in her pocket pulling out 15 dollars that she had saved up over the last 10 years.

"Good," Tomorrow said smiling holding all of their money in her palm. "We have 36 dollars all together. With that who knows what this place will turn out to be?" Tomorrow said positively.

"What exactly is this building going to be?" Magpie asked with a confused look.

Tomorrow flashed a smile and just walked into the building leaving Magpie, Fantasy and Trinket to groan.

"A lodging house." Mumbled Trinket as she followed behind Tomorrow.

Inside, the building wasn't much better than how it looked outside. The front door was boarded up but one hard push and the wood came crumbling down. It was easy to see that rain, wind, and even termites had destroyed all wood things in the building. When Trinket walked in first she was caught in a web of sticky cobwebs that clung to her hair. The smell was awful, like something had died and immense heat had gotten to it. It was hard to see what Tomorrow had seen in it.

The three girls walked a little further and met a desk that had scatters of paper covered in a thick blanket of dust. Behind the desk stood Tomorrow smiling. The whole room was falling apart and even the chandelier that hung above their heads looked like it was falling off the ceiling. All around them were broken chairs and a three legged table. On the left side there was a fire place which was considerably in good shape.

"I think it's time to call Jack and the boys." Tomorrow declared and the three girls nodded.

Within the next two days Jack and the rest of the Manhattan Newsboys were at the building trying to help the girls find the building's true potential.

"Jesus, goils what were ya thionkin?" Jack asked putting his arm around Tomorrow's waist.

"We weren't thinking anything, it was all Tomorrow's fault!" Fantasy said laughing.

Jack laughed too and climbed back up the ladder to help Blink hang the chandelier correctly. The task of cleaning the place seemed impossible but India knew they all could get it done.

"Tomorrow! Skittery and Mush have the new door and they want to know how to hang it!" Half Pint said, calling Tomorrow.

"Hold on!" Tomorrow called back as she tried standing up a chair that Race somehow managed to fix.

When she was done she walked over to where Skittery and Mush held on to the door with all their strength.

"Okay, boys just set it down for now." She said biting her bottom lip.

"This is how I want you to hang it…" Tomorrow went on and on with the instructions until the new oak door was hung in place.

By the time the door and chandelier was hung the sky had turned dark and Tomorrow tried lighting all the candles, lamps and even the chandelier to get some decent light. All 11 newsies huddled around the fire that Jack managed to light with the broken chair legs. Magpie sat next to Skittery reading a new book that he had brought her, Wuthering Heights and Tomorrow huddled under a wool blanket with Jack as she fell asleep in his arms. Days and nights like these were just perfect; even if Race was getting mad at Fantasy for saying he was a lousy gambler.

Poor Trinket sat next to the fire staring at the golden embers. It had been awhile since she had seen Spot and he didn't come to help them because of the meeting he had with Queens to settle a long time dispute. Even though Spot was faithful to her he sometimes got caught up in his work and often forgot about what Trinket wanted.

The night seemed peaceful as all the newsies tried ignoring Race's loud voice as they tried sleeping. When morning came they all knew Tomorrow would make them get back to work again in order to make her new building beautiful.