"Oh. Um…it's ok I guess. I mean probably would have done the same thing, I have such a horrible temper. Look at me I'm babbling. My name's Olivia Madsen."

She extended her hand. Spot took it and kissed it. A small smirk on his face, and a mischievious look in his ice blue eyes.

"Pleased ta make ya acquaintance."

With those words Spot sat down next to Olivia. She was surprised. It seemed as though she had made a friend in the most unlikely of people.

"Olivia…Oliv..ia" he said her name over and over as if listening to the way it rolled off his tongue. "Well, Olivia, if we'se gonna be friends, I'se gonna have ta give ya a proper newsie name. Hm. Well. You'se small, ya seem like the quiet type that mostly keeps ta herself…I think I'se gonna call you…Mouse."

"Mouse. Out of everything in life you pick a creature that most girls hate?"

"Well…mice…are quiet…and a helluva lot prettier than rats…unless you'd rather be called rat…"

"Nope, Mouse is just fine."

"So, now that we're 'officially' friends, how long have you been the leader of the Brooklyn newsies?"

"For about five yeahs. It was hard at foist ya know. I was only twelve when our old leader kicked da bucket. But I fought long and hard to be where I am now."

"Tweleve? Didn't you have a family?"

She blushed then.

"I'm sorry, it's none of my business."

Mouse looked up at the sky then and noticed there was barely any daylight left.

"Goodness. I've been here for so long. My family is probably worried." Doubt it, she secretly thought. "Goodbye Spot." She got up then as did Spot.

"Well, then I'se just gonna have to save that story for anudder time."

She smiled at Spot then. A smile that nearly broke Spot's heart.

She turned then to start home when she heard a shout from behind her.

"Heya Mouse! Ya wanna meet heah tamarra? Same time?"

"Sure. I'd love to."

Mouse loved talking to Spot. In fact it was knowing that she would get to see him tomorrow that made her look forward to going home. It's not that she had a horrible home life. Her parents fed her and gave her a place to sleep, they just never really gave her the kind of attention a kid should get. She assumed it was because she didn't live up to their expectations of her. Oh well, she thought. Spot seems to like me so far. She made it home right before the sun set. She walked in the door of her apartment and was greeted by silence. I knew they would barely notice I was gone. She grabbed what was leftover from dinner and ate it silently. She then bathed and was getting ready for bed when her mother came into her room.

"Hello Olivia." her mother stated.

"Hello Mother."

"Oh Olivia, I hope life will be different for you here. You need to get out more. To see the world. Not just spend all your time in some fantasy world…in fact.."

Olivia cut her mother off then.

"Mother, I am getting out…I'm meeting a new friend tomorrow at the bridge…"

It was her mothers turn to cut Olivia off.

"You…you made a friend? Oh darling I'm so happy! Well, I better let you get your rest so you can look your best tomorrow. Goodnight."

Great. Now my mother thinks I'm God's gift to the earth since I made a friend. What was I before? A leper?

AN: Chapter 2! Um. I hope it's good. Please review. Constructive criticism/Reviews are welcome. Anything to make the story better. And I hope you like the newsie name I chose for Olivia. Do you have any idea how hard it is to come up with a name for a newsie. Seriously. It took me three days just to come up with Mouse. lol. I'm going to try and write more. I have so many ideas for this story that they are all taking up space in my brain, but the thoughts are so jumbled I don't want to rush it and just type out garbage. And I am also going to try to make the chapters l o n g e r. Bye!

--Willow--