Authours note

First story! It might be bad or might be good, I tried to make it everything a OC fanfic should be, reviews are appreciated!

"When did they find her?" Angel looked curiously looked at the girl lying on the tattered couch in the loft.

"I don't know, but she looks so sick." Roger hadn't been there when Mark and Mimi found the poor child shaking in the back alley behind the Cat Scratch club last night.

"She was awake then, she told us she was eleven years old and that she has been living on the streets ever since her parents died in a heroine overdose. She was mugged a little while before we found her and she was scared that she was going to die because someone stole her AZT that she got from the dancers at the cat scratch club that work the morning shift.

"I remembered seeing her once or twice so we took her home to clean her up." Mimi said from the kitchen area, she was mocking coffee, she was watching the girl all night. She was unconscious.

The girl then fell off the couch with a loud thump, woke up and started screaming.

"Damn!" Roger said as he and Collins ran to her aid.

"Oh my god, where am I? Am I safe?" The girl clung to roger as he lifted her up.Yeah, you're fine sweetie. Im a dancer at the Cat Scratch club. We found you shivering in the alleyway." Mimi was teary eyed. The little girl squinted at Mimi and tried to remember these events.

"Thank you for saving me. I need to get some AZT though, or I will be dead anyway. Can you help me find some? You see, im infected with Aids and I certainly don't want to die."

Everyone of the Bohos stared at this little girl. She was so calm, so sure of herself. Why did she trust them so much?

One Day later...

After she got some rest, Mark and Mimi decided to ask some questions as the others listend carefully.

"Whats you're name little girl?" Mark tilted his head suspiciously.

"My name is Haydrian Marquez. Can I talk to her alone?"

She pointed to Mimi. The others quietly stepped outside, still in shock over the reveling of Haydrians last name.

Mimi walked over to the couch and knelt. Mimi was looking straight into her eyes. She was a splitting image of Mimi.

"You look just like me. You have the same last name as me. What are you doing here?"

Hayden looked at Mimi and said "You're last name is Marquez too? Wow, we do look alike! Hayden wasn't shaking anymore and seemed fine. Two big scars resided on her cheek, probably from earlier on that night. Her fever has breaking and she was completely focused on Mimi.

I really need to eat something. Do you want to go down to the life and grab a bite?

"Oh yes! I haven't eaten for like four days, imp famished! But first I would like it know who im eating with, and her friends." The girl tripped when she got off the couch, she was still weak. But when she smiled Hayden's eyes sparkled and it didn't even seem like she was sick anymore.