Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies. Disney does. *grumbles* Oh and Andrew Lloyd Webber owns Phantom of the Opera.

Chapter 2:

Ill Break Your Telescope

"King of the Brooklyn newsies?" She asked looking at him as he nodded. "Ok." She said with a little roll of her eyes. Getting off her bed she walked to the dresser and pulled an unopened box her way. Taking the swiss army knife out of her pocket she cut the tape.

"What are youse doin?" Spot asked walking up behind her. He made no sound as he walked she noticed.

"Unpacking. If I'm going to live here I might as well make it look like it." She said taking out a small wooden jewelry box. The dark wood was worn the roses and vines that were painted on it were beginning to fade. Placing it gently on the dresser she reached back into the box. Taking more things from the box and placing them around her room. After putting books on shelves and her laptop on her desk she turned to another box.

Curious, Spot gathered his energy and opened the small box. Allison looked up as the box started to play its song. 'Masquerade' from Phantom of the Opera floated through the air. It was quiet in the room save for the song as Spot stared at the little box and Allison at him. Allison stood switching her gaze from him to the jewelry box.

"Masquerade…
Paper faces on parade . . .
Masquerade…
Hide your face,
so the world will
never find you..."

She sung quietly and slowly, she almost sounded sad Spot noticed, as she walked over towards the dresser and closed the lid gently. "Please don't touch this." She said looking over her shoulder at Spot. He gave a quick nod to show he understood and sat back at the window.

Time seemed to go by slow for Spot as he watched what was once his room, turn into to hers. There were posters on the wall of things he never heard of, pictures of people he never knew on the nightstand and desk. He watched as she slowly filled her dresser and closet with clothes.

"So is there anything you can remember that you left unfinished? Did you have something you wanted to tell someone?" She asked as she sat on her bed to take a break.

He thought for a second his head slightly turned to the side his eyebrows knitting together. "None that Ise remembah." He shook his head.

"How did you die?" She wondered bringing her knees to her chest and resting her head on them.

"Ise think Ise was s-" He started then was cut off.

"ALLIE DINNER IS READY! DAD SAYS TO COME DOWN AND EAT!!!" Jack yelled obnoxiously up the stairs.

"Hold that thought." She sighed getting up and walking to the door. "I'M COMING!" Looking back over at Spot she shut the door again. "I'll be back in a bit. You'll still be here right? I mean we still need to figure out why your still here."

He nodded "Ise haven't left da place in 109 yeahs (years), and I've tried ta trust me. Why would Ise leave now when Ise found someone who can help me undastand what's goin' on?"

"ALLISON!!"

She opened the door sticking her head out. "HOLD YOUR HORSES, I'M COMING THE FOOD AINT GONNA RUN OFF ANYTIME SOON!!!"

Chuckling Spot motioned his head for her to leave. "Youse bettah go befoah they send in da bulls for ya."

Snorting in a very unladylike manner she nodded. "Yeah, I'll be back as soon as possible." Then she left closing the door behind her but leaving the light on for him. Taking off his hat he placed it on his knee and ran his hand through his brownish blonde hair. "Why am I still heah?"

Walking down stairs she turned left into the dinning room. "Well I'm here."

Her father looked up from placing a small container of vegetable lasagna on the table and smiled. "Your mother told me you're a vegetarian before she passed. So she gave us the recipe for the lasagna she would make you."

"Oh... Um… thanks." She smiled and sat down in a chair across from her brother.

"And while you eat that we will have lasagna with meat sauce." Nancy smiled as she sat in the seat across from Robert.

Dinner went by slowly with the sound of forks against plates and occasional talk. By the end of dinner both kids seemed to have a new respect for their stepmother.

Grabbing her soda she stood up. "Mind if I take this to my room?" She asked pointing to the cup.

"Oh, no not at all, just bring it to the kitchen when you're done." Nancy said as she started to clear the table.

Nodding she walked out of the dinning room and up the stairs. Opening her door she walked in and closed it behind her with a soft click. Walking to her bed she kicked empty boxes in the corner so her dad can pick them up tomorrow. Humming she flopped on her bed after putting her soda on her nightstand.

"Spot… you still here?" She asked looking around.

"Who's Spot? Your imaginary friend?" Jack asked from the door. She looked over and sighed.

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"

"Yes… but where's the fun in that?" Jack laughed walking into her room towards her dresser.

"Get out Jacky-Boy, before I break your telescope."

"You wouldn't dare." His eyes narrowed at her.

Smirking she sat up. "Oh wouldn't I?" Jumping off the bed she grabbed her pillow and chucked it at him. It hit him square in the face then fell to the hardwood floor with a soft plop. "Now get out of my room you little insect or it will be in pieces by tomorrow morning." She hissed pointing to the door.

Glaring Jack stomped out the door slamming it shut. Grabbing her pillow she turned around and jumped as she came face to face with the newsie that haunted her room. Putting her hand on her chest over her heart she glared at him. "Would you warn me next time you do that?"

He chuckled a bit and smirked at her. "Like ya brudda said… where's da fun in that?"

"Hmph." She snorted tossing the pillow back to the bed and then grabbed another small box that had 'Bathroom' written on it. Walking in, she placed the box on the counter and opened up her medicine cabinet.

"Ise think Ise was shot." Spots voice came from the door.

"What?" Allison asked confused looking up at him from placing her tooth brush and a small cup on the sink.

"Befoah youse went ta dinna," He stated playing with the gold tip on his black cane. "Youse asked me how Ise died. Ise think Ise was shot."

(A/N) Sorry that this chapter was so short and there's not really a lot going on yet it's been kinda hectic in my house with the holidays. I'll try to make the next chapters more interesting. Thank you to those that have reviewed it means a lot to me that you like my story. ^^ Happy Holidays to you all!!!