Brooklyn's POV 

"So, did you tell him yet?" My best friend Dylan asked as I took a seat on the couch of our New York apartment with a bowl of popcorn, the tv was playing a Hallmark movie, but let's be honest here, all Hallmark movies have the same plot line, yet, I still love them. Well, now that you know my best friend's name is Dylan and I love Hallmark movies I guess we should get into more detail on who I am.

Well, my name is Brooklyn - odd for a girl living in New York, I know. You can thank my mom for that - ok now where was I...oh, yeah, my name is Brooklyn Lucia Masson, yes I'm related to Nick Masson, he's my older brother by a stinking, minute and a half, and he never lets me forget it. If you hadn't already guessed we're twins, more on that later. Anyways, I'm an eighteen-year-old girl with sandy brown hair and blue eyes, but some people think its grey, which I guess is kinda true, now I'm getting off track again. Ok let's do this again, I love singing, acting and dancing, but I haven't danced in years after I had an accident on stage.

Back to my very annoying twin brother, I haven't seen Nick in seven months since he's in this little show called newsies on tour, I'm always keeping up on what's going on in his life by doing a little Instagram stalking. Yes, that may sound creepy and that doesn't apply to me since I'm his sister, what? I need blackmail. even though our mom has quite a few photos that I've been saving for a special time.

"Not yet," I replied while advoiding eye contact. I knew Dylan of all people would want me to tell Nick about this. Most girls would think it's weird that their best friend is crushing on their brother, but it doesn't phase me whatsoever. Sometimes I wonder if I need help, sure it sounds weird, but what can you do? I'll say it now, that Dylan is a very pretty girl, long dark hair and bright blue eyes; she always has the guys lining up just to talk to her. But me? Well, I haven't even had a real first kiss, I'm not counting my theater kisses since it was just acting. I've been on a few dates here and there, but nothing just feels right, sometimes I wonder if I'll even find someone who cares about me

 "Brooklyn, you have to tell Nick that you got the part!" Dylan exclaimed before whacking me with a pillow. I shoved her back with a very annoyed face before saying,"I know I know," I replied quickly "But, I was thinking I'd surprise him." 

Dylan rolled her eyes then said, "It's one of those twin things, isn't it."

"You know it," I replied with a smirk. It's been about seven months since he left for the tour, and I was stuck here with nothing much to do. But now? Now I'll get to be with him and actually do something besides sit around all day. I can't wait to see his face when he sees me there. It's only a few more days before I hit the road, though I was going to miss Dylan and all my other friends, I was really excited to be with him again. 

"When do you leave?" Dylan asked sadly. Dylan and I have been friends for who knows how long, we've been through a lot together and it was kinda hard to leave. 

"This weekend," I replied.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Dylan asked with a raised eyebrow.

I smile and then we both yell, "Girls night!"

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I was walking down the street trying to find the theater. I had no idea where I was going and I didn't want to call him and ask for directions since it would ruin the surprise. And I didn't have any of his friends numbers either, besides my phone also died. Great, my first day in a new city and I'm already lost who knows where.

After awhile I walked into Starbucks to get something to drink, and maybe ask for directions. After I got my drink I was about to walk out when someone bumped into me and made me drop my coffee. it's a good thing it was iced.

"Sorry about that," he said.

"It's ok, I should've watched where I was going," I replied. The person I had bumped into was about a head taller than me, had dark brown hair, dark eyes, and light skin. After a few moments I recognized him. It had been awhile since opening night, but I remembered following all the boys, and girls in Newsies on Twitter and Instagram. Plus he posts a lot of pictures of the other guys so I know who is who.

"I was the one who wasn't paying attention," he replied. He looked me over and then said, "You look like someone I know only in-"

"Girl form?" I asked cutting him off. "It's ok, I get that a lot. Brooklyn Masson nice to meet you," I said while holding in my laughter when he realized who I was. His eyes widened in shock as he looked me over. It's been a long time, but I'm pretty sure I didn't change that much, It was either that or he was surprised to see me here. "Little Brooky is that you?" he asked in complete shock.

"First off, I'm not that little, second, yes, it's me, and third nice to see you again Razzle Chazzle."

"What're you doing here?" Chaz asked in complete shock. Chaz Wolcott, he plays Buttons and a scab, a good tap dancer and a real go with the flow kind of guy. Though I don't see him very much, he's kinda like another brother to me, only less annoying. 

"Oh you know," I replied cassually as if this happened everyday. "Just wondering the city, getting some coffee and then dropped it before making my way to the theater and maybe say hi before going to start rehearsal for next week."

"Wait what was that last part?"

Nick's POV

"Hey did you guys hear that we're getting a new girlsie?" I asked. Half of the boys nodded and the other half shrugged.

"I wonder what she looks like," Ben said.

"The only thing I know is that her name is Brooklyn," Josh added. When Josh said that my smile faded a little. I missed her, a lot. though it's only been seven months it feels like a life time without her.

"Ha! That's funny!" Jeff laughed. We all stared at him and then went back to talking about the new girl, just then Chaz walked in.

"Hey guys," he said.

"Hey," we all replied.

"You'll never believe who I bumped into, literally." Just then a girl who was shorter than him walked in. She had her light brown hair in a ponytail, blue or maybe grey eyes, it's hard to tell from afar. A few freckles dotted her face and she was wearing jeans and a simple light grey t-shirt. And it was that moment I recognized the girl.

"Brooklyn?" I asked in shock. "What're you doing here?"

"Can't a girl visit her brother at his job," she replied sarcastically. "Btw, mom packed you lunch." she held up a brown paper bag and threw it to me. Which somehow land near Ben and Josh. I then went up and gave her a giant bear hug. We hugged for who knows how long until Josh asked, "What's going on?" That's when things changed gears.

"Ow! What was that for?" I asked while rubbing the arm Brooklyn had just slapped.

"Nicolas Masson, did you forget to tell your friends your twin sister had booked the role of Sniper," she scolded. But I didn't remember her booking any roll or her telling me till now.

"YOU'RE THE NEW GIRL" all the boys yelled.

"No, I'm just here to make sure you guys don't end up in mall jail," Brooklyn said sarcastically. I laughed and slung my arm around her. Though I'd never say this out loud, I sure missed this girl. Even if she did drive me up the walls a few times. Ok, more like my whole life. But what can I say, she's my twin.

"So, you're the new Sniper," I said.

"No, I just came here to give you your lunch," she replied sarcastically. "That apparently Ben and Josh are eating."

I turned around and indeed Ben and Josh were eating my lunch. "Guys!"

"Sorry," they both said with their mouths full. But I'm pretty sure they weren't sorry because they kept eating.

"So," Jeff said walking up. "Little Brooky is gonna be a Newsie."

"I'm not that little," Brooklyn yelled. "I hope I made that-".

"Loud an-" But before Jeff could finish Brooklyn said, "I swear if you finish that sentence." she took a step closer to Jeff, pointed her finger at him and said, "I'm gonna kick yo-"

"Halfway to-" Jeff started before Brooklyn yelled at the top of her lungs, "Finish that and you die!"

"That answers my question on who the evil twin is," Jeff said while taking a step back in fear that Brooklyn might actually do something.

Oh, how ironic this is right now.

"Ok," I said before any more damage was done. "C'mon Brooky, how bout I show ya around the theater." before she could protest I grabbed her hand and pulled her out.

Brooklyn's POV

"I can't believe all these seats are gonna be filled," I said as we stood in the middle tower and looked at all the empty seats. Nick had given me a full backstage tour and a rundown on what happens at Newsies. I still can't believe I'm gonna be touring with my twin brother. It feels like forever since we were together. Well, actually it's been seven months since he left, but it still felt like forever.

"I can't believe you didn't get sick from being so high up," Nick said. I rolled my eyes but continued to stare at who knows how many empty seats that are gonna be filled.

"So, you surprised?" I asked.

"If I'm being honest my twin sense  went off before you walked in," Nick replied with a smirk.

"Ha-ha, very funny," I replied. Then an idea popped into my head. "You know you should be careful of what you say around me when we're out with your friends, cause I'm sure they'd just love to hear about your baby days."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me and find out brother," I replied with a "go ahead" look on my face. But I knew Nick wouldn't dare test me on this, cause if he did then that would be just plain stupid, especially with all the black mail I have. But he doesn't know that. 

"You really are the evil twin."

"Oh please, you're no angel either. Member that time you gave my dolls a haircut when we were six?" I replied

"Member that time you embarrassed me in front of my first crush?" Nick asked. Aw yes, the middle school days, how could I forgotten the times I scared all the girls away from my brother because I knew who they really were. Nice to me in front of him then those little monsters turned into well....monsters when he left. 

"Hate to break up the twin fight, but Nick, we got a show to get ready for,"  A guy with red hair yelled. I knew without a doubt that was Sky Flaherty, aka Albert, a scab and some random dude at Medda's theater in act 1. Lets see, from what I recall, this guy is either chill, or one weird whacko. It depends on how sleep he gets. I think....well I've got plenty of time to test this theory out. Granted it's at my own risk, but who cares, I'm going to be in dannger 24/7. The cast of Newsies on tour is what you call....does the word a bunch of rodwy monkys work? Yeah that works. 

"Ok, be down in a minute," Nick replied while leaning over a bit. Sky nodded and then walked off to where he came from. Hey, give me a break I'm still new to this.

"C'mon, I'll take you to Meredith and Melissa's dressing room since you'll be sharing," Nick said. I nodded and followed closely since I could easily get lost in this theater.

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"That was amazing!" I yelled as I ran into the boys' dressing room, pushed passed who knows how many boys and almost tackled Nick to the ground.

"Thanks sis," Nick replied while hugging me back.

Someone cleared their throat and said, "Hate to break up the twin moment but....." I turned to see whoever was talking. And that's when I noticed that most of the boys were either just wearing a shirt, or pants.

"Yeah, I'll just go...." I said while walking out of the room with my head down. I ran down back to the girl's dressing room;  then closed and locked the door before plopping down on the loveseat that was in the corner.

"Let me guess," Meredith said while continuing to take out her pin curls. "You walked in on the boys and they were half naked."

"How'd you know that?" I asked while sitting up, but then fell back down because my legs were hanging off the arm rest.

"It happened to me too," she replied. "Don't worry, you get used to seeing it."

"Guess you're right. But have you seen those guys?" I said. Who knew these boys were the total package. Their cute, sweet, lovable and built.

"Again, you get used to it," Meredith said with a laugh. Hopefully I'll be able to get through all of this. Doing eight shows a week with traveling every 2 weeks, the early mornings and late nights. Not to mention the fansies, and...oh boy, what did I get myself into?