Disclaimer: RENT is not mine and neither is anything else that is recognizable. The only thing I own is Grace.

Memo: this is my first RENT story that I actually wrote quite a while ago…like three years…so bear with me…I did mess around a bit with the story line and its based off the movie more than the play cause I have not had the privilege of seeing the play yet….it kind of takes place around the time of the movie but its messed up like I messed with who lives with who and where…so…yea…hope you all like it…

- Ugh another horrible day in the life of me, - I thought to myself as I got out of the shower.

"Let's see what's on the agenda for today." I said to myself as I came out of the bathroom now fully clothed.

I walked into the kitchen and took my AZT, then looked in the fridge for something to eat, of course no luck. As I closed the door to the fridge I thought - the only things I have to do today are go to my life support meeting and then go to work at the café. - I sighed again and walked to the couch. At least I get to see the best friend I have to day, Angel. She is so nice, and so is her "boyfriend", she says that they're not going out yet, but they will eventu… but I was cut from my thought because someone was knocking on my window. I turned to see Angel and Collins at the window. So I let them in.

"Can't you use the door like normal people?" I asked laughing.

"Nope." They both said at the same time.

"Ok just let me grab my bag and we can go." I said grabbing my messenger bag and running out the door with the others right behind me.

"Hey Grace, one of our friends is coming today. I think you'll really like him." Angel said as we walked into the building.

"I highly doubt it." I said sitting down next to Angel.

"Hello everyone why don't we get started, why don't we go around and have each of us say our name." Paul said. I really don't know why he does this but he does, we already know each other.

"Steve."

"Gordon."

"Ally."

"Pam."

"Sue."

"Grace."

"Hi my name is Angel." Angel said taking off his wig.

"Tom, Collins."

"Paul."

CLINK. We all looked over to see a very attractive man setting down a bag.

"Sorry, excuse me."

"And you are?"

"Oh I'm not – I don't have- I'm here with them." He said pointing to Angel and Collins.

"I'm just here to um- Mark, Mark, I'm Mark. Well this is quite an operation, does anyone mind if I film a little of this for a documentary?" He asked taking out a camera.

We all nodded.

"Make yourself comfortable Mark." Paul said.

Throughout the rest of the meeting I zoned out. I was thinking of Mark the entire time. I don't know why, I don't usually fall for guys this fast. After the meeting Angel, Collins, Mark, and I walked out of the building.

"So Grace, this is our friend Mark." Angel said smiling.

"Hi nice to meet you." He said with a breath taking smile, yet I couldn't help but see a glint of sadness in his eyes.

"Same here."

"So Grace you want to go hang out with us?"

"Uh I can't I have to go to work."

"Ok well see ya around."

"Bye." I said walking away.

After my shift at the café I went home. I had thought about Mark all night. About a block away from my flat I saw some thugs on the street. I got as close to the wall that I could so I wouldn't bump into one of them. As I passed one of them whistled at me. I just ignored them and kept walking.

"Hey honey how about you and I go have some fun." One of them said putting a hand on my shoulder. I just shook him off and kept walking.

"Hey get back here bitch." He screamed and I ran, but being the klutz I am I tripped over something, and fell face first into the cold concrete. I heard the thugs laughing as they closed in on me. The last thing I remember was someone screaming (probably me) and seeing 4 people surrounding me.