I was thinking about making a story like this for awhile, and when I started writing it out, it was WAY different than it is now! Hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: No matter how hard I try, Disney just won't give me Newsies for some reason! So yes, I still don't own Newsies, Jack is still theirs, and any other character that you see show up later is probably still theirs! But I'm working on it!

Confusion

I was on the train ride back. It had been almost 1 full year that I had been gone from the only place that I had felt welcome, even safe at, in my life. I had found everything in that place, and nothing in the place I was coming back from.

A stranger walked up and asked with a slight New York accent if he could sit down at the seat across from me. I nodded, and then took a good look at him. He was tall, had a bandana covering half of his face, and a worn cowboy hat on his head. His eyes were deep, ahazel color, and I felt like I could fall into them. While I was looking at him, I got the feeling of being home, the one that I had left long ago. I felt like I had known him before, but I didn't think much of it. He was staring at me, also, and he started a conversation.

"What's yer name, kid?" I hardly thought he should be calling me a kid, considering we looked about the same age of 18.

"Jessie." I replied, deciding not to lie to this man who I would probably never meet again.

"Jessie, huh?" He said, looking at me as if I was lying.

"Yes, at least, I that's what I got called after my accident." Telling more of my story than I really wanted to.

"What happened?"

"I was on a horse out on a ranch where I lived, and I fell off of it and got a concussion. No one there ever really knew what my name was, since it was a hotel sort-of thing. All I know now is that I lived in New York before, and I can just tell somehow, that I had it good there."

"Can you remember anything?" He said looking at me expectantly.

"Um… I'm pretty sure that I had someone there who really cared about me. I don't know why I left, but something must've happened to make me want to go so far away from something that was so wonderful. If I'm right with all of this, that is."

He nodded as if he understood everything.

"Do you want to find this person?" He asked.

"Of course, I want to know more about me and who I was before…" I said gesturing my hand to my head before I drifted off of what I was saying.

I felt silly that this stranger knew so much about me, yet I didn't even know his name! I decided to move the subject off of me.

"I don't think I caught your name, sir." I said, being proper for once in my life.

"Da names Kelly, Jack Kelly." He said, taking off his bandana to reveal a handsome face with a warm smile.

"Where are you going, Mr. Kelly?" I asked, trying to pry information out of him, so I didn't feel completely foolish for telling him basically my whole life story. As much as I knew of it, at least.

"Same place as you, New Yawk."

"What are you going there for?" I asked.

"Ya see, I was a newsie leada, and den I fulfilled my dream of goin' ta Santa Fe."

"Was it everything it's supposed to be?" I asked, not knowing what I newsie even was.

"Nah, I missed everythin' 'bout Manhattan pretty soon." I must've looked confused, because he explained. "Manhattan is part of New Yawk, it has different parts to it."

"I know that, but… what's a newsie?"

"A newsie sells papes -I mean- papers. On the street corners and such, ya know?"

I nodded my head, and I heard the sound of the train slowing down to come into the station. When I looked out of the window, tons of memories came crashing down on me. I could remember somewhat a year ago walking onto the train that took me away. I also remembered that same boy I kept thinking. I know he was there when I left, but I just can't seem to see his face. I sighed heavily and looked up at the stranger who was standing up and gathering his things.

"Maybe I'll see you around." I said to Jack before I walked out onto the platform.

"Jessie!" he said calling out after me, "Do ya have a place ta stay?"

I shook my head, against the voice in my head telling me not to.

"I know a place ya can go and will be welcome, a lodgin' house, where all da newsies stay at night." He said.

"You sure?" I asked. "I don't want to be any trouble."

"Yea, I'm sure." Jack said, as he strode in front of me down the street.

I followed him, still not sure if it was a good idea or a bad idea.

there it is! I might write more today or tomorrow and update it soon... if people review and like it!

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-Sweets