Hello peoples, I love the Movie and musical RENT but my favorite character Mark gets no love. He has one of the best voices and is so cute but ends up by his lonesomes, while everyone else gets a sweety (besides Angel dying of course). WELL NO MORE, I SAY! Warning: I am writing this like they would be in a musical, so when you see italics it means they are singing. Also, please do not be alarmed if you recognize a song and the full song is not there or parts may be missing, just like in some musicals that use songs from other artist I will no use the whole sing. It's no much work, too much taken space and I just don't want to do it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

*Disclaimer* I do not own RENT the musical or movies, or its characters and songs. I just own my characters. I also do not own any of the songs used or there titles.

New York, it's nothing like a fogging gray morning on your day off to make you feel on top of the world. My soon-to-be ex roommate, Roger and his fiancee Mimi were on a little vacation out of the city and I had the entire place to myself. I looked out the window as I drank my coffee, watching people pass up and down the street. It had been a pretty chill day, I went out and got a bagel and some coffee and sat in the park for a little bit to be woken by the crisp, cool air before coming back home. There wasn't much to do today, Collins was out working, and Maureen and Joanne were finishing up the preparations for their wedding (finally).

I sat back on the couch and closed my eyes and sighed. All was peaceful and good 'THUD', or so I thought. I opened my eyes and sat up as I looked up at the ceiling, where the noise came from. We must've gotten a new neighbor or something because I've been hearing shuffling and banging since last night. After Mimi disappeared for those few weeks, she moved in with me and Roger...or more like Roger and I was just there for the ride. It had kept waking me up half the night and I was starting to get tired of it, but was trying to be a good neighbor. When I didn't hear anything after awhile, I blew some air out my nose and closed my eyes as I fell back in the couch cushions. 'THUD' That's it!

I got up from the couch and grabbed some tennis shoes and slide the flat door open. I jogged up the stairs ready to give this guy a piece of my mind. It's a fucking weekday and my day off, can't a guy get some peace around here? When I found the door, I didn't even have to knock to know I had found the right place as I heard another loud 'THUD' coming through. I rolled my eyes as I raised my hand to knock, but stopped when I saw that the door wasn't closed all the way.

Now, being the New Yorker that I am, you would think that I would know better then to just walk in someone's flat in the middle of the day, but I guess today I wasn't thinking. As I heard another 'THUD' I opened my mouth to give out a call I heard a voice

"How the hell am I supposed to feel?

Hope I swim good, fuck the deal" 'THUD'

"If I fall I'ma take it down like a pill

Why you show me that cold love? Hate the chill" 'THUD' "Stupid prick," a female voice said. I pushed my head a little more in the door and to try to get a better look.

"Pressure down my spine, ah yeah

It's all good, it's not real, it's 4-9

It's all nothing, no, no" 'THUD'

"Hello, hi um I'm from downstairs," I said in a raised voice, but soon I hear another thud, I rolled my eyes thinking they probably couldn't hear over...whatever they were doing in there. I slide the door fully open and saw in the middle of what looked like what they made their living room, a girl. A girl with thick and curly dark brown hair that to her waist. The girl hadn't turned or seen me yet as she ran her hand through her hair.

"And your dick wasn't even decent," she said raising her voice an octave. That's when I saw her raise her other arm and in it was a sledge hammer. What the living Hell? She reached to the side and grabbed something and put it where she had been hammering.

"And maybe you'll find a way

To keep me a floating when I can't" 'THUD'

"But you know I won't

'Cause you know I'll" She suddenly let out a small sob and started going to town on whatever she was destroying. She let out a snarl as she brought her hammer down

"Fall too deep, too deep to get outta here 'THUD'

Too deep, too deep to get outta here 'THUD'

House burnt down, burnt down to the fucking ground 'THUD' 'THUD'

I don't even care now if I make it out 'THUD'

Can't get out my head, it's the atmosphere "THUD'

Colours change, blue grass like the Lumineers

I'm too deep, too deep to get outta here

Too deep, too deep to get outta here" 'THUD'

She let out a little whimper and rubbed her free hand over her eyes

"And how do we make it out alive"? Maybe this was not the best time to address the noise, I thought to myself. I'll come back when she looks more stable. I turned to move out the apartment when I heard her yell out even louder than before and thought that I had been caught. She had raised the hammer high over her head and was just slamming it down over and over again, forgetting completely about the song.

"How you like that Jacob, won't be fucking playing games with my money anymore," she said laughing, at who I don't know, But I knew that I had to stop her, she was going to put a hole through the floor the way she was going! I wrung my hands together and looked out the door, praying someone with more experience with the unstable would just pass by and help me. Where was Maureen when I needed her? I took cautious steps towards the woman, trying to make sure I avoided the singing sledgehammer that was just going in every direction now. As I went to tap her shoulder, I quickly ducked out of its way as it came towards my head.

"Ok wait whoa," I yelled out involuntarily, out of reaction of the hammer almost smashing my head. I must've scared her out of her because she screamed out herself and whipped around, holding the sledgehammer above her head and breathing hard. Besides my first initial shock of seeing someone in their place just hammering away, I was shocked to see that the crazy lady was...pretty. A better word would be gorgeous, if you wanted to be truthful. The long, thick hair that I had first seen as I came in haloed a round, coco brown face with almond shaped hazel eyes.

Her full lips hung open as she panted, showing straight white teeth. My eyes traveled down her petite but curvy body that was covered by blue skin tight workout shorts and a white wife beater that clung to her chest.

"Wait, wait! I'm from downstairs, I was just trying to figure out where all the banging was coming from," I yelled out, putting my arms out in front of me to protect myself if needed. The girl let out a loud sigh and finally out the hammer down with a small 'thud' to the floor and put her hand to her chest as she let out another breath.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't think anyone would be able to hear me-"

"What are you doing," I interrupted her as I looked down at the floor where she was hammering and saw an old mattress and on that old mattress was debris- no it was broken pieces of things. I could make out a piece of a game system, the outer shell of a computer screen and a NIkon camera that had yet to feel her wrath. "Where you about to destroy that camera," I said in horror. I could probably afford a camera like that if I saved a few bucks from a few paychecks, but to have it there in front of me on a chopping block.

She looked down at the camera and looked back at me.

"Do you like photography," she asked me softly. I found myself struggling to answer at the moment.

"Um..well yea- I mean -," I stuttered around my words as she picked up the camera from the side of the bed and pushed it into my hands.

"Please take it, as a apology about the noise," she says shrugging her shoulders and smiling at the ground.

"Wait, I can't take this-"

"Yes you can. Please, take it and enjoy, I'd rather have someone else be happy with it instead of just watching it collect dust," she said.

"Or become dust," I said, not taking my eye off the bed still in front us. She quirked a bow before looking back at the bed.

"Oh" she said, before giggling nervously. "Bad break up. Sadly, I was stupid and in love and he liked to spend my money and not have a job".

"So….I guess all these things you're destroying were gifts you got for him," I asked cautiously. She still had the sledgehammer in her hand and even though she was beautiful, I wasn't going to test her. She nodded her head and I sall the smile on her face flicker for a moment before it returned and she raised her hand for me to shake.

"My name Amethyst, what's yours," she said, giving me a gorgeous smile. I froze for a moment, just looking at her hand before slowly giving her mine and shaking it.

"Mark, it's Mark," I said, letting my eyes travel down her again. He must've been an idiot to not an try keep such a gorgeous lady. The last time I had a woman like her even pay me any attention, I was kissing her feet and the very ground she walked on….and that was Maureen. "Um...when did you move in here"?

"Last night," she quickly stated putting the sledgehammer down on the floor and walking to get a broom leaning on the wall. I raised a brow wondering how that could've happen because I saw no moving van or a bunch of friends moving furniture.

"Oh did your friends help you move," I said, My words drifting off as I watched her bend over to pick up a dust pan and come back over to me.

"Nah, I moved myself in," she said kneeling down to the ground and sweeping up the debris. After I could find the will to try and not look down her shirt, I looked around her flat that had more furniture than I think mine and Roger's did. There was a big queen size bed , covered in a soft, fuzzy teal comforter that was further behind the four sectioned black coach we were in front of. There was a small table that could fit four next to her balcony window and was covered in a purple cloth with Indian patterns drawn on it. In front of us was a decent sized tv sitting on a shelf filled with books. By her door, there was a purple landline phone sitting on a little table plugged into her wall

"Well I definitely know why I hardly got any sleep last night," I said softly, but not softly enough.

"Please don't tell me that I kept you awake last night too," she said,getting up from the floor and walking to her kitchen, to throw out the contents of the dustpan. Me and by big stupid mouth, I thought.

"Wait, don't feel bad please. I was getting in late from work anyway and my roommate isn't there, so it's not like you woke up the entire city," I said trying to make a joke and get the concerned look on her face. As her brows drew together she chewed on the bottom of her lip. My eyes traveled down as watched as her tongue snuck out and brushed against her bottom lip, feeling my throat go dry as I made myself look back into her eyes.

"How can I not feel bad? Please let me make this up to you, I hate making bad first impressions," she said with a pleading look. "Let me take you to dinner, my treat".

I opened my mouth to refuse her offer again, but caught myself before even speaking a word as I looked over my situation. Now Mark, your roommate is out of town, all your friends are busy and a beautiful chocolate goddess just invited you to a dinner that you don't have to pay for. Was it just my lucky day or was someone playing a trick on me? I looked back at Amethyst, who was doing a little bounce that made her breast jiggle as she moved. I gulped down some air and shrugged my shoulders.

"Um...ok, I know and Indian place that is close by," I finally answered. The worried look was wiped from her face and replaced with a bright smile as she ran her hand through he hair.

"Great, I guess I'll just come up and get you," she said, thinking for a minute "Say around fiveish"?

"Sounds great, I'll see you then," I said as I awkwardly waved my hand as I made my way through her door, but paused and looked back at her. "On second thought...I know this isn't a date or anything, but could I keep some of my masculinity by coming and getting you"?

Amethyst smiled shyly and looked down to her counter, to me.

"Would you like to call it a date to regain some of your masculinity from me asking you to dinner," she asked. I felt heat rise to my cheeks as I became a little stumped from the question. Amethyst laughed and waved her hand at me. "I'm just fucking with you Mark, you can come get me to uphold your masculinity".

"Oh...thank you," it came out more of a question because I wasn't really sure what I should be thanking her for. She giggled and waved a hand at me.

"No problem, I'll see you around five," she said. I smiled back at her, feeling the most shy I have this entire conversation and lifted the camera in a mid wave.

"Thanks for the camera and I'll see you," I said before sliding her door closed, all the way. I turned away from the door and started making my way down the stairs before I stopped and looked back at Amethyst door. Did that really happen?

The song Make it Out Alive is by Nao. I am in looooooove with this song. If you keep reading you'll understand why I picked this to be Amethyst first song as we go deeper into her story. I'm just so glad to finally be doing this because I have always loved Mark and he never gets any love, I mean how does everyone (besides Benny) find true love, but one of the most awesome characters not getting dome snooky at least? I hope everyone likes it!