Note: It's back! I'm sorry that it took so long, but it's 'Crunch Time' in college, so the work has been piling up and I haven't had a chance to work on any of my stories. I'm hoping that I'll get more done soon.

Please forgive me for the short chapter, but I wanted to update at all, even if it was short.

Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies or Peter Pan. There's a short reference…see if you can find it.

Eric Thorne removed his sunglasses as he entered the main building on the campus, unveiling his greenish-gray eyes. The dark brown strands of hair that had fallen in front of his face resumed their usual position.

Many of the guys were already in line for dinner and he lowered his eyes as he joined it. This wasn't usually his favorite part of the day. After spending hours around a countless amount of girls, to return to the all-boys school hadn't been in his best interest. The fact that the food was bad wasn't much of a reason to return. Regardless, he still had to eat.

Eric had talked to many of the girls at the meeting, but none at the moment impressed him too much. At least they didn't to the extent that he would ask them to the dance. However, he knew that he had plenty of time to get to know them. First impressions weren't always the best. Maybe they were better than they seemed.

He glanced Peter waving at him from the corner of his eye and headed over to his table after getting food. He was friends with all of Peter's roommates, yet hadn't managed to get a room with them for the semester. Diablo only nodded, while the rest gave him high-fives and verbal greetings of 'hey' and 'what's up'. Eric didn't think much of it. He and Diablo weren't the closest of the group.

"So, what did you think," Diablo asked suddenly, "I don't think any of us have seen that many girls since summer break."

"Yeah," Thorne replied, "but none of them really interested me that much. It's hard to get to know a girl in three hours, especially since all the guys were constantly being approached."

"It was a madhouse in there," Peter agreed, "I've never heard so much talking in my life. They're way too much like my sister."

"They weren't all that bad," Tiger disagreed.

"Why," Thorne asked, "Got a particular girl in mind?"

"Not yet," Tiger told him, "but we've all got plenty of phone numbers and e-mail addresses. There's still time."

Bookworm entered her room, grateful for the comfortable couch after riding back on the bus. She half-collapsed onto it, since the other half was taken up by another of her roommates. Gamble glanced at her before sitting up.

"You meet somebody," Gamble questioned. Bookworm didn't look a bit surprised at this. Gamble could just tell these things.

"Yeah, his name is Specs," she answered, "He was really smart. I was kind of surprised."

"No kidding," Gamble replied, "Most guys there acted like they'd never even seen a girl. Someone with intelligence was probably a welcome sight."

"So, you met someone too," Bookworm asked. Gamble just fixed her with a mock glare, "Please, you don't talk about something unless you have ways to fit yourself into the conversation."

"His name is Skittery," Gamble told her, "He was a bit moody, but at least he wasn't drooling when I talked to him."

"You mean like half the guys in there," another voice cut in, accompanied by the sound of the door closing once more. Their other two roommates, Britts and Rebel walked into the room. Britts had been the one to speak.

"There were some nice guys there," Bookworm corrected her, "Besides, at least it means we have a social life. Before, it was considered social if you could get as far as the bus stop."

"True," Rebel agreed, "I met a really sweet guy named Mush. So there." She stuck her tongue out in Britts direction.

"We should leave," Gamble suddenly said and Bookworm quickly agreed, knowing how Britts and Rebel could get. Give them any opportunity and a perverted joke wasn't far off. They'd come back later…much later.

Walking in the hallway, intending to hang out in the lobby for a few minutes, Sunshine almost ran straight into one of her roommates, who was headed in the opposite direction, skipping.

"Spaz," Sunshine yelled in excitement, "What did you think?"

"I do believe, I do," Spaz replied, "Boys still exist Sun!"

"I know," Sunshine told her, "I actually got a date too. Well, maybe. I gave someone my phone number. What about you?"

Spaz nodded enthusiastically, "Yup! His name's Snitch. I told him that his name sounded funny and he actually agreed! He said that mine sounded weird too."

"Sounds like a catch," Sunshine grinned, "If he can talk to you for more than five seconds, he's a keeper." Spaz could only smile at that, knowing how her personality could throw some people off. Plus, Sunshine was right. Snitch was the only guy whom actually acted like he enjoyed talking to her.

The girls separated after that. Sunshine to go to the lobby and Spaz to do who knows what.

"Wasn't Spot just the cutest," May questioned, breaking the silence in the dorm room.

"Will you stop going on about him," Zodiac asked, "I guess he was okay, but I don't know. Something about his aura was just off."

"I don't care about his aura," May shot back, "I mean, he's really cute, tough, smart, and…oh, everything about him is wonderful."

"This is too much," Zodiac muttered to herself, knowing how innocent May could be, which meant that she sometimes got crushes on guys easily, "Either way, I don't think he asked anybody to go yet. There's still hope." She cringed as she said it, knowing that Spot probably wouldn't be asking May to go with him. She had seen the way Spot had reacted to her earlier.

Zodiac smiled though, thinking about Dutchy. After Spot and May had left, she had soon gotten straight to the point and asked if he would be her date. He told her that he had been about to ask her himself. So it was official, she had a date to the dance. Many girls did, but even more didn't. It was only a matter of time.