Disclaimer: I do not own Mimi or the other characters from the show. Anyone else is my own creation. Set between seasons one and two, not long after Mimi and her family moved to New York.

Dedication: The voices in my head who kept pestering me to get this on paper.

My Secret Sin

1. Decisions

The bell for class rang and teens began to file out of room 203. Except her. She simply stared at the big red F on her english paper. American classes were tougher than she expected.

Mimi sighed in irony, pushing a strand of her dark blond hair behind her ear. She'd helped save another world (and this one) from destruction, yet couldn't for the life of her pass her Freshman english class with Mr. Jordan. Finally, she rose to her feet and shuffled out of class. Tina met her at the door.

Tina, a bubbly blond, had showed Mimi around on her first day of middle school last year. The two hit it off immediately.

A trickle of fear ran down Mimi's spine as she saw Tina. The other girl had her 'I know something that will be fun and get us in trouble' look on her face. When the blue-eyed teen opened her mouth, Mimi confirmed her suspicions.

"There's a party at Charlie's house tonight." Tina chirped. "You have to come with me!"

Mimi closed her eyes. She knew there was no way to get to Charlie's house. He lived across town from her and even if she could find a ride, her parents grounded her for her failing GPA. "I don't think I can make it, Tina."

"Don't be silly." Tina said. "You can take the bus! It stops right by his house!"

"I'm grounded." Mimi said. "I can't go anywhere."

"Then sneak out."

"What?"

"You know, climb out a window to the fire escape or something. Please, Mimi, it will be a total bomb without you!" Tina pleaded.

Mimi considered what her friend spoke of. She had certainly creeped out at odd hours at home to meet the others. But that had been a life-or-death situation in Japan. This was a rave in America.

"That Brandon dude you've been crushing on is coming." Tina offered coolly. "Won't you go to dance with him?"

While Mimi wouldn't break the rules for a simple party, The chance to see Brandon Hart in person made her want to rob a bank to get his attention. "What time?" She asked. Tina smirked.

"Seven. And don't forget, boys like it when you dress sexy."

"Okay." Mimi nodded. "I'll see you there."

"That's the spirit!" Tina said as the next class bell rang, tearing them from each other.

That evening at a quarter past six, she sneaked out of her house. Dad always worked the evening shift and Mom was watching her favorite drama. Still, the task was difficult when wearing black knee-high heeled boots, a black miniskirt, and a plunging pink v-neck blouse. Sure, jeans and tennis shoes definitely ranked as more sensible, but she long decided if you're going to sneak out, better look as if you didn't care if they caught you or not.

With ease, she jumped from the window. Having a one-story rental house made it easy to pop out the screen and go. The hike to the bus station…painful for her feet. Once to the bench, she checked her watch. 6:30. Good. At least she could show up on time tonight. And dance for much longer than an hour and a half.

Sometime into the party, Mimi started to feel slightly off beat. Like a cloud covered her brain or something. So far, Wyatt (one of the defensive players on the football team) had brought her five fruit drinks. At first, she thought it nice. Now, she felt certain that he wanted her intoxicated for the rest of the night. She needed to sit somewhere. A bunch of chairs lined the wall, so she walked to them and collapsed in the first one she came across. It was then that Tina walked over, concern drawn upon his face.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asked.

She groaned and put her hand to her head. "I think Wyatt spiked those drinks he gave me." Tina made a face.

"Well, don't stand still too long, or they'll think you're a square and kick you out." Mimi nodded vacantly.

She sat for five minutes before deciding to join the party again. Whatever had been in those drinks got to her. She tripped on her own feet, and felt strangely giddy. Wyatt noticed. He grabbed her arm and told her he knew an unused room that no one would bother. She knew he hadn't asked out of the kindness of his heart.

It was then she realized how much she missed having Sora around. Sora and she met at summer camp and got thrown together with the rest of the group in Digiworld. Though they argued a few times, they grew to be like sisters. And Sora, always protective and loyal, would have seen what had happened and dragged her out of the party.

"Why are we in here, really?" Mimi asked, looking straight up into his unyeilding gray eyes.

Wyatt grinned. "We're gonna have a party all to ourselves."

"I don't wanna." She whimpered, shoving him as he tried to draw closer. He suddenly changed his mind and twisted her arm.

"You didn't seem to object when I brought you those drinks, girlie." He hissed. "Now if you're gonna scream, just say my name."

As he pressed closer to her and forced his tongue down her throat, she shattered inside. She had allowed him to get the better of her. There could be no turning back. Whatever happened happened, but her parents would never know. Or, at least, she never wanted them to.