Dreams to Dream: Part 2


They looked at each other blankly until Blink finally said something. "I dunno. I's just walkin' down da street wit me papes, an' da next ting I know, I's standin' ova' dere somewhere."

"Yeah. Dat's what happened ta me too." Race said.

I stared at them. "You're telling me, that you were just walking around in New Tork, and poof...... you're here all of a sudden."

They nodded. I scratched my head. "This is too weird. It's just.... inconcievable. This is insane. I can't be believing this! I'm the one that's always arguing with Kate about this stuff, she's the one that believes in time travel.... Kate! That's it! She could explain all of this!"

"What are you talking about?" Jack asked.

I laughed. "You guys are like, not newsies. But, I mean, what if you were?! That isn't what I meant, forget what I just said. What I really mean is, I don't think you guys are newsies, but I think that... well. Okay! I admit it! I'm starting to believe you. But I know someone that may know how you got here so could you just um..... follow me?"

I started walking and everyone followed me, except Spot. I stopped and turned around to face him. "Coming?" I asked impatiently.

He glared at me. "Why should I follow you?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I'm just some crazy girl that has lost her mind and is talking to four dead guys that probably don't exsist. If I were you I wouldn't trust me either. But what else are you supposed to do?"

He thought about it for a while and then followed reluctantly. I turned left on my friend's street and walked until I saw her house. I was about to knock on her door, when I realized that none of the others were behind me. I sighed and walked to her garage where I found all of the guys staring at her cars. 'What is it with guys and cars?!' I thought to myself.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I tried not to loose my temper.

Blink looked at me wide-eyed. "What is this?!"

I stared at them in disbelief. "It's a car!"

"A what?" Race asked.

I rolled my eyes. "A car. It's a thing.... a machine. It's like a carriage without horses. You know, a horseless carriage? Maybe next you would like me to show you the cement pond." I said sarcastically. I grabbed one of them by the arm and started walking back to the door and the rest followed.

I knocked and Alahna opened the door. "Oh, hi Sandy! What are you doing here?"

"I came to ask Kate about that theory on wormholes and time travel."

"Kate's at work." She pointed behind me. "Who are they?"

I looked over my shoulder. "Who? Them?" I laughed. "Alahna, I would like you to meet (you will never believe this) Jack Kelly, Spot Conlon, Racetrack, and Kid Blink."

She smiled. "Oh, that's nice..... hold it! Spot Conlon? Jack Kelly? Race?! Blink?!! Newsies?!!!!!!!!"

I shook my head. "That's who they say they are. Pretty stupid if you ask me, but then again, you never know." She stared at me. "Hey, is Titanic still in theaters?" I asked casually. She was still staring at me. "What?!" I asked.

"How can you be so calm at a time like this?!"

I shrugged. "A time like what?"

"Isn't it obvious?! You have four good-looking guys standing behind you that claim to be newsies. Not just any newsies though, we're talking about Jack, Spot, Blink, and Race here! And all you can say is "Is Titanic still in theaters?"! What's wrong with you?!"

I thought about it for a minute. "Well, I'm not even sure these guys are the real newsies, and if they are, why get all excited about it? Besides, I'm used to the idea by now. And I want to watch Titanic again before it leaves theaters. That's all."

"I hope I'm not interupting anythin' heya Cindy, but uh, what's dis Titanic thing?" Race asked.

Alahna stared at me. "Why did he call you Cindy?"

"They think I'm Cindy Crawford." I explained as Alahna started laughing. I ignored her and turned to Race and glared at him. "I thought I told you, my name isn't Cindy Crawford. I'm Sandra Fuller. Do you actually think I'm some kind of brainless, blond, supermodel?"

He shook his head. "Uh... no. This Cindy goil is da brainless one. Um... what did you say dat Titanic thing was again?"

I stared at him. "You just said that Cindy Crawford was stupid." I looked at Alahna. "He just called Cindy Crawford stupid." She nodded. I looked at Race again. "Do you even know who Cindy Crawford is?"

He thought for a minute. "A stupid blond goil?"

I looked at Alahna. "These guys are the real Newsies."

She stared at me. "Just a minute ago you said you weren't sure. Why do you think they are now?"

"There can't be a guy alive in America that doesn't know what Titanic is and who would even pretend to insult Cindy Crawford! Alahna, they don't even know what a car is!" I looked at Race. "Don't worry, you'll know what the Titanic is soon enough!" I turned around and started running toward my house.

"Hey! Where are you going?!" Alahna asked.

I stopped and turned around. "I'm going to my house! We have got these extremely hot, famous guy with us and we are taking them to see Titanic and whatever else we can think of!" I yelled back at her.

She thought for a minute. "We are?"

I nodded. "Oh yeah. I'm going to my house right now so that I can get my camera and get ready. I'll be back in half an hour!" I yelled as I started running back to my house again.

"Wait! What am I supposed to do for thirty minutes?!" She asked.

"I don't know! Why don't you just make out with Spot!?" I yelled back again.

Spot stared at Alahna suspiciously. "Make out? What's dat mean?"

She stared at him thoughtfully. "Oh nothing. But you know, it's not a bad idea."

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