Knowing Maureen

by ohhowmarvelous

Maureen’s daughter Haley ran away from home and went to New York City. When Maureen comes to get her, Haley and her new friend Sophia try to set Maureen and Mark up. MUCH better than it sounds. I don't own RENT!

1. New Life in NYC

Knowing Maureen

My first story, so be nice!

Chapter One: New Life in NYC

July 22nd, 3:00 PM, Eastern Standard Time.

Haley had to leave home. The fights with her mom had been getting worse and worse, and this was the last straw. She couldn't take it anymore. To top it all off, her parents had just gotten a divorce and her mom was never home because of work. So, even though she was only 13 and had only a backpack, she left home.

Haley stepped off the train and into Grand Central Station. She didn't know where she was going, or how she would get there. All she knew was that she was going to follow her dreams in this big city. Isn't that what almost everyone moves to New York City for?

Haley walked into the main part of Grand Central, and was in awe of the gigantic ceiling covered in constellations. Now it was time for her to get down to business. Where would she go? She sometimes heard her mother talk about her old friends from New York, but she didn't talk about them enough for Haley to remember who they were exactly. Her mother seemed to hate talking about the "old days". Probably because those "friends" were not up to her standards. Maureen Johnson was the most conceited person Haley knew.

The only thing Haley remembered about where her mother's so-called friends lived was that it was somewhere in the Lower East Side of Manhattan; also known as The East Village. So she went outside one of the many exits, and walked onto the sidewalks of New York City. This was Haley's first time in NYC. Everything seemed faster and more important than in her hometown.

She called "Taxi!" and stuck her hand out, and after a while, a taxi stopped in front of her and she climbed in. "Where to?" asked the driver. "The Lower East Side, sir," said Haley. "Are you sure you wanna go there, kid? It's not exactly the safest place in New York, ya know," said the driver, who spoke with a Brooklyn accent. "I'm sure," said Haley. "I know people there and I'm staying with them over the weekend." "Okay, then," said the driver. Haley had felt a little guilty about lying to the man, but it wasn't THAT big of a lie. Was it?

The driver let her off on Avenue B, and Haley paid him. "Make it home safe, kid," said the driver. "I will," said Haley. Her new life in NYC was just beginning.