Okay here's my first disclaimer. I forgot to add one at the beginning of my story bur here it is anyways: I do not own any of the characters from the movie, Newsies. Nor do I own other characters not mentioned in Newsies but I do own Tomorrow Giovanni.

Chapter 3

Tomorrow sat next to the fireplace, thinking. She knew it would be hard to think up a way to get Spot to help them, but not this hard. It had been two days since Spot had popped up at the building and he had whisked Trinket off to the Brooklyn Lodging House. With Trinket not there Tomorrow had a hard time getting anything done, not just making improvements on the building but with just coming up with a plan. If Trinket was there then she could've helped Tomorrow devise a plan to win Spot over. But now, Tomorrow was stuck.

"Tomorrow, why'se ya sittin' there alls alone?" Race as he came in the front door.

Tomorrow turned around and paused.

"Well, everyone's out at the diner or somewhere else." She replied.

Race came closer to her, sat down and pulled a stub of a cigar out from his pocket. He lit it and then put it into his mouth.

"Why ya not wit 'em? Race asked.

"Oh I don't know, just had ta think I guess." Tomorrow replied looking down at her feet and wiping the dust of her black boots.

"Thionkin' about what?" He asked.

"To get Spot ta help." Tomorrow mumbled and looked up, revealing a smirk.

Race chuckled. "To bad Trinks not here she coulda helped ya."

"I know!" Tomorrow exclaimed laughing.

"This building means a lot to ya, why?" Race asked, now he was getting serious.

Tomorrow thought for a second, took her small hand and ran it through her long wavy dark brown hair and replied. "When I look at this building, I just don't see bricks but hope. All my life I have gone through homes, this building is giving me stability and others too. I don't want other kids to live a life with never really having a home. This is salvation for me."

There was longing in Tomorrow's eyes, and sadness to. Race knew what she had gone through. He was the one who found her on the streets when she was 10. But no matter what Tomorrow always stayed positive, knowing that tomorrow will be better. That's how she got her name, always thinking about tomorrow.

Race nodded and stood up. "Think you'se be alright alone?" He asked.

Tomorrow nodded and bit her lower lip. Race patted her head and started walking to the door but before he left he spoke, "You'se keep that hope, alright?"

Tomorrow choked out a "yea" and quickly wiped away a tear as it slid from her eye.

When the newsies came back they found Tomorrow asleep on the floor next to the fireplace. Jack started to life and went over to where she slept and shook her very lightly in affect to attempt to wake her.

"'Ey Jack, you'se know dat Tomorrow sleeps like a rock! You'se ain't gonna wake her up anytime soon." Blink said, as if to warn Jack.

"Yea I'se know but I'se gotta try." Jack said.

It was no use everyone knew once Tomorrow was asleep, she was asleep and she wasn't going to wake up until she wanted to. It was actually very funny and the newsies loved to tease Tomorrow about it.

Knowing that it was useless, Jack picked up a blanket that had been carefully folded and stacked into a pile with other blanket. Carefully he took the blanket and put it over Tomorrow.

The other newsies all walked in and Race stoked the fire which now lit the room and provided warmth for the cold newsies. Each one of them found their own spot around the fireplace and soon they were all asleep. For the newsies night was the only time of day where everything was simple, almost predictable. They needed that for they lived in the city that never sleeps.

When Tomorrow woke she found Jack's arm wrapped around her and that the other newsies were still fast asleep. The fire had died down again and was only glowing embers. Tomorrow lifted her head and looked at the clock which she had found at the market for a cheap price. It read 6:07 A.M. the newsies wouldn't be leaving for another hour and Tomorrow didn't want to wake them. But she did want to go and start cleaning on the top floor.

For everyone who knew Tomorrow, they understood how devoted she was to everything. Once she set her mind on something she was going to do it and she would work her hardest at it. Some may call it stubbornness or OCD but really it was just determination and devotion.

So, she had made up her mind and she was going to go and fulfill it. Carefully she picked up Jack's arm and inched her way out of the covers and gently put his am down and placed the blanket over him. Quietly she tip toed over sleeping newsies and made her way to the back of the room, where the staircase was.

As she climbed up the old staircase (which had been swept clean) she took in the feel of the old, warped wood. She smiled as she thought of what happened on those staircase years before. She loved the thought that the building had history. It was charming to know others were once there.

She made it to the top room and she realized that she had never seen it. On the far end there was a mattress far from the bed frame which had fallen apart and the floor was covered in dust and bits of the ceiling plaster that had fallen. Tomorrow made her way over to the broken down furniture and as she pulled the mattress up she realized it was perfectly usable, so was the bed frame. All it needed was some sprucing up and to be put back together.

Just then she heard someone walking up the stairs. Tomorrow froze in fear and she really didn't know why. Then, Jack appeared and she loosened up, almost embarrassed that she had been afraid.

"What, you'se think I'se some moirderer?" Jack asked with a smirk.

"Naw," Tomorrow replied as she set the mattress down.

Jack stood there with a look on his face, not a bad one but a look. He stared at Tomorrow how was standing there just in her chemise and with her long wavy hair cascading down her shoulders. The morning light shed from the window that was behind her casting a glow all around her. She looked like an angel.

"What?" Tomorrow asked confused.

"Nothin'." Jack replied as he walked up to her and slipped his arms around her waist.

Tomorrow looked up at him and he smiled at her. He was so much taller than her. She was just a short Italian, barely 5'1". He thought her shortness was adorable.

"Tomorrah," Jack could barely choke out her name.

"Yea?" She answered.

"I love you." He said simply.

Right then and there Tomorrow's knees began to buckle beneath her and her heart was about to explode with pure joy and happiness. Those simple words meant so much and Tomorrow loved hearing them, for the first time in her life.

"I love you too." Tomorrow replied barely at a whisper.

Okay, that's it for now. Trinket you'll be in my next chappie, I swear! lol hopefully it will be up soon.