H! I am so so soooooo sorry I haven't updated for so long. I got umm distracted. I have no excuses! Down on knees groveling please forgive me! Please!

SPOT: Ya know, I don't think she is worthy of forgiveness.

OZZ: WHAT? I gave you life, a personality and THIS is how you repay me? I should just kill you off right here and now.

SPOT: You wouldn't dare…

OZZ: Try me.

MUSH: Please forgive ozz for not updating! I would! I mean, how could you resist these eyes? Cue puppy dog eyes

SKITTERY: Ahh! No! Not! The puppy dog eyes! Shield your eyes I tell you! Shield them!

RACE: Well, now that she is forgiven (I hope) please review at the end of this chapter!

THANK YOU TO MY REVIEWERS! I LOVE YOU ALL!

OH YEAH, I am going to have a casting call for when the newsies go to school with my girls. E-mail me you personality, likes, dislikes, name, what you look like, etc. also I need ideas for what the newsies should do! I am having a case of writer's block! My muses are sleeping. Stupid muses. Welp read and enjoy!

The gaggle of girls skipped up the stairs out of chambers street station and screamed.

"WE ARE ALMOST THERE! THIS IS CHAMBERS STREET THE NEXT IS DUANE! Thith ith tho exthiting! Fake lisped Molly. With a new flutter of giddiness rising up into their throats, the girls had the speed to run to Duane street as fast as a swarm of African killing bees while singing "la vie boheme" from Rent.

MEANWHILE… our beloved Newsies are wondering desperately why they are standing on the Brooklyn Bridge along with a swarm of oddly dressed human beings and some really fast things that make a "zoom" sound when they go by.

"Jack, what are we gonna do? We're all gonna die!" Jack was having a moment of shock and did not respond to Blink's nonsensical shouting. "We're all crazy! What's happened to the…!"

"Shut up." Spot said coolly. "Here's what we're gonna do. We're all gonna stop yelling like idiots and calm down. Then we are gonna find the Lodging House; if we can get to the Lodging House, maybe someone there can tell us what's going on."

"Maybe it's a parade?" mused Mush. " I love parades!" Blink promptly hit him over the head. "Ow!" whined Mush.

BACK WITH THE GROUP OF GIRLS AS They approached Duane Street. Instead of seeing the Lodging House, they saw a bunch of…newsies? Standing on the sidewalk, looking up at the building that was not the lodging house with despair.

"Hey, look! Other newsie obsessives! I don't think I have ever seen a boy obsessor!" Carolyn said, pulling her long blonde hair into a ponytail.

"Well, except for your brother, Hallie." Chiara kidded.

"Hey!" Hallie play hit her and they got into a "fight", hitting and punching each other lightly.

"Oi! Newsie obsessors!" Molly yelled. The other girls looked at her like she was crazy.

"What are you doing?" Fanny whispered.

"Talking to them! They might be hott." She explained. The Lab school was seriously lacking in hott guys, so the girls walked ahead eagerly.

Meanwhile the newsies were looking confusedly at the place where the Lodging House was supposed to be. "I don't see how it could just have disappeared!" Complained Race. "I mean, we didn't take THAT long in Brooklyn… but everything has changed. What's with all the weird clothes people are wearing? There are so many loud noises and fast moving things!"

"Yeah!" agreed Skittery who had almost gotten run over by one of these 'fast moving things'. "What's with this building…Duane Reade; what kind of a name is that! How are we supposed to live in a…what kind of building is this anyway? This is bogus." He sighed. Just then they heard someone shout something about newsies, so they turned to look at the shouter. They saw five girls about 16 wearing "normal" clothes in the eyes of the newsies.

One of the girls, a tall and extremely skinny yet slightly curvaceous girl with high cheekbones and dyed long orange hair and hazel eyes that no one could figure out the color walked up to spot and spat in her hand, extending it towards him. Spot in turn spat in his own hand and met her eyes with his.

"Hiyo! I'm Amalie, or Molly, or Ozz, or Mole, or…"

"Annoying." Molly was oh so rudely interrupted by her sister, a girl of medium height and slight build, although she was much more curvy than Molly, her sister, and had cute chubby cheeks, medium length brown hair, and hazel blue-green eyes. "I'm Fanny, or… Fanny." She finished lamely, although Blink laughed at her "joke".

"Or boring!" kidded an extremely tall, blonde, blue eyed girl with an infectious smile and deep set dimples. " I'm Carolyn, or pixi spriite. Actually no one calls me that, I just like it." She caught the eye of mush and smiled even wider, causing him to smile and blush as well.

A short, chubby girl with short wavy brown hair and brown eyes bounded forward energetically. "I'm Chiara!" she said in a piercing voice. " Why are you here? Do you like newsies too?" she smiled and batted her eye lashes coquettishly.

"LIKE newsies… we ARE newsies!" Jack said confusedly.

"Wait…what?" yelled a tall girl with almost white skin, freckles, black curly hair and green eyes. "ohmigodohmigodskitteryohmigodskitteryohmigodohmigodskitteryohmigod…"

"HALLIE! CALM DOWN!" yelled molly over Hallie's obsessing. " You need to calm down or you will start hyperventilating. We don't have any paper bags here! Please!" she finally got Hallie to calm down and they turned expectantly towards the boys.

"Okay, first things first, lets introduce everyone."

"I'm Molly, that's Carolyn, Fanny, my twin sister, Hallie, and Chiara." She said pointing to each girl in turn. She looked over at the newsies waiting to see who would talk first.

"Hi. I'm Spot, that tall guy over there is Jack, or Cowboy, over there's Race, Racetracks, that's blink, with the eye patch, Skittery is the one talking to Hallie there and the last one is Mush." Spot concluded, folding his arms impatiently.

"OOOOHHHHHH MMMYYYYY GGGOOOODDDEEEESSSSSSS!" Shrieked Carolyn.

"What?" asked mush worriedly.

"Oh, nothing…just that YOU'RE THE REAL NEWSIES! AHHHHHHHH!" Carolyn finished with a loud scream and then stopped suddenly with a huge smile on her face.

"ooookkkkaaaayyy… why wouldn't we be the 'real newsies'?" race wondered.

"Um why don't we move from the middle of the sidewalk and sit down somewhere, then I'll explain." Answered Fanny.

The large group moved over to the edge of a building and sat down on their jackets and backpacks.

"Soo… why is everything so weird? How did it get that way? And what are those really fast moving things that say 'zoom'?" Skittery broke the silence with a flood of questions.

Carolyn was the first one who spoke up. "Okay. So. I will try to take this slow. First of all, the year is 2005." Gasps could be heard throughout the newsie group. Carolyn continued. " I guess that is why things are 'weird'. Umm I think you guys must have gone forwards in time or something. Oh and those fast moving things are called cars. They will be invented ummm… kind of soon after 1900. Or at least in your lifetime. They are kind of like horse and carriages except… they are metal and can go over 80 miles per hour and…yeah." She finished.

"Wow." Breathed a wide-eyed jack.

"Um guys," asked race. " Since the lodging house isn't here, where are we going to stay? And more importantly, how are we going to get back to 1900?"

"Well, for the time being you guys could stay with one of us. Um, me and Fanny have the biggest apartment, so… you could stay with us I guess… hang on, lemme call my mom." Molly got up and got her cell phone out of her pocket, walking over to the other side of the sidewalk while dialing her home number.

"Mom? Hi!" she said into the phone.

"Hello honey how was school?"

"Good. Mom?"

"That's my name."

"Um… can some friends come over after school today?"

"Yes but you know you have to practice." Molly and Fanny both played Instruments seriously. Molly played the clarinet and Fanny played the flute.

"Yeah, I know. But mom?"

"Yes?"

"Um… there's a problem."

"Oh no, what happened. You didn't get your nose pierced, did you? A tattoo?"

"NO! Mom, nothing like that. Um, don't laugh, okay?"

"Okay…"

"Okay so um you now how we went to Duane street today to do the newsie trip thing?"

"Yes… what happened?"

" Mum…. Well we kinda ran into the newsies."

"What?"

"They um came forwards in time somehow and I don't know how long they are going to be stuck here."

"Wow."

"Yeah. Also…"

"Well, do they have a place to stay? I mean, are they okay?"

"That's just what I was going to say… um can they like stay with us? I mean we have the biggest apartment and you are the most laid back mom and…"

"Okay, but only because I don't want them to get hurt."

"Ahh! Thank you!" Molly shrieked.

"Your welcome. But you still have to practice!"

"I know! I love you mom! Bye!

"Bye."

Molly pressed the end call button on her phone and walked back to the waiting group.

"She said… you guys could stay with us!"

"Whoo hoo!" yelped Fanny. She had been talking with blink and was starting to develop an even bigger crush on her Favorite newsie.

"That's great. Thank you. Where do you live?" Spot wondered, getting up to talk with Molly.

"Um on the upper west side."

"You mean in Harlem?" Jack wanted to know.

"No! We live on 104th street, between Broadway and west end. It is a very nice building." Fanny said defensively.

"Well, we better star walking if we want to get there soon." Race said, standing up.

"Who said anything about walking?" Chiara said, laughing.

" Well if we don't walk, how are we going to get there? One of those car things?" race asked.

"You'll see," said Hallie grinning mischievously.

The large group of newsies and labbies walked to the train station in pairs, talking about the past and the future. They walked down the stairs underground and made their way to the turnstiles.

"Oh my god. What was that!" Skittery put a hand on Hallie's shoulder as a low rumbling sound could be heard.

"That, my friend, was the subway." Laughed Carolyn as mush's expression changed from one of pure terror to one of confusion.

"A subway?" asked Spot, "what is it?"

" A subway is a system of trains running underground throughout the city. It's how we get around." Explained Fanny.

"Oh! A train! We know what THAT is." Said Jack confidently, shuddering as another low rumble filled their ears.

"C'mon! That's out train! Lets get going, we don't want to miss it!" Yelled Chiara, rushing to get out her metro card and swipe it through the turnstile.

"What are those?" Blink asked as the girls took out their cards as well.

"These are metro cards. They have money on them, and that is how we pay for the train ride."

Mush seized Carolyn's metro card and attempted to rip it somehow and get the money out. "Mush! The money isn't literally in it! Its electronical!" Carolyn laughed, taking back her bruise metro card.

"Electromonical." Race tried out the word. "Electro-monical. Elec-tromonical. Electromon-ical…."

"Elec-tron-I-cal." Hallie corrected.

"Ooooohhhh." Blushed Race.

"Guys, we missed like 10 trains! Hurry it up there!"

The girls divided the newsies up and swiped them into the turnstiles, letting all of them through. As it was, they had to wait around 15 minutes for the next train, in which time the newsies jumped at every single passing train. The 1/9 train FINALLY got there and they boarded, Fanny being the seat hog that she is, quickly squeezed in between two particularly scary looking fat men. The rest of the group had to stand. The girls quickly held onto the overhead bar, and the train jerked forward, bringing the newsies tumbling to the ground.

"Mpph! Gerroff fa me!" came a muffled voice from the bottom of the heap. The Boys got up and dusted themselves off leaving a slightly squashed looking Mush lying on the ground.

After showing the newsies how to properly hold on, the ride went by without a hitch. The train neared 104th street with anticipation. The newsies all had the same thing on their mind: what was in store for them?