[You were one of the very few girls in the Refuge. Mostly everyone knew, but some guys, including Snyder, thought you were a boy. Why? Your brother should be in here right now. It also helped but also didn’t help with them thinking you were the opposite gender because you and your twin brother looked identical. Give you a shorter haircut and you’re suddenly your brother. And that’s what you did. You managed to get your hands on a hair tie, tied your hair up to make it look more masculine, and put a hat on. And always wore baggier clothes to hide your chest.]

[Today was the same as any other; rats scattering across the floor, kids silently crying in their beds, two to three kids to a bed, same old same old. That was, until, Snyder came in, dragging in a teenage boy. He was wearing a blue long sleeved shirt, grey pants, a grey newsboy cap, and a grey-ish vest on-top of the blue shirt. It was none other than the leader of the Manhattan Newsies; Jack Kelly. Snyder pushed him to the bed you and another boy were sharing, yelling.]

“Everyone, listen. Get out of your beds and line up, shoulder to shoulder. That includes you, Kelly. Stand next to Nathan and Zachary.” [Snyder yelled, pointing at you and Zachary, the kid you shared the bed with. (Snyder calls you Nathan because he still believes that you’re your brother, and Nathan is your brother’s name.)]

[Jack mumbled something under his breath, something that Snyder fortunately didn’t hear, as he walked in between you and Zachary. You made an observation; Jack was taller and older than both of you. You were slightly taller than Zachary, but almost a foot shorter than Jack, not to mention four years younger than him, you being 13, Zachary being 11 and Jack being 17.]

[All of you guys lined up next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, like Snyder ordered. Once everyone was standing next to someone, Snyder spoke… again.]

“Since you guys seem to be getting closer to another, I guess I have to make a man out of every one of you.”