Prelude
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo smiled, his mind racing. Bouncing in his seat, the Spanish boy clasped his hands together in excitement. Today was the day. The day to find out what musical the class would be preforming. Of course Toni would be excited! When high school came around, the emerald eyed boy was forced to take drama, and immediately fell in love.
Now in his freshmen year of college, our pal Toni had found two others who also loved the theater, just has he himself did.
The first two were Francis Bonnefoy, and Lovino Vargas.
Francis, was a class 'A' pervert, as well as a lover. (No, Toni didn't know personally, but he had heard it from so many people it had to be true!) The French man could get almost as many people into bed as he wanted. Could. Now he was tied down to a. . . Matt? Mattie? Antonio couldn't remember. All he knew was that Francis was dating a male, which wasn't unusual. (Oh right! His name was Matthew. The easily forgettable male was Canadian, and really very shy. But all of that melted away while he was on stage.)
The blonde french man was one of his closest friends. (He's other closest friend was Gilbert Beilschmidt. The self proclaimed 'Prussian' didn't so much like the theater. Gilly was more into music, and singing. And a stuck up aristocrat named Roderich. )
He also met Lovino, or as the Spanish man liked to call him, Lovi. Lovino had a bite to him. The feisty Italian was very pissy, and didn't like hugs. Often scowling, the brunette made his bitchy way into Toni's heart, and made himself home. (Unknowingly, of course)
At the moment, Lovi was sitting in front of the tanned-skinned man, in a cushy chair. Francis sat to his left, and next to him his boyfriend. All were equally as excited. Save for Lovino, he was excited, Antonio knew, but he just didn't show it.
"Are you ready, mon ami?" Francis turned towards his Spanish friend, a light smile painted on his face.
"Si! I cannot wait!" Thickly accented voice, Antonio replied. In front of him, Toni heard Lovi scoff. As the French man was going to reply, a short woman stalked onto the large stage, her arms filled with papers and a smile on her face.
"Hello Ms. Elizabeta!" The class cheered, very eager. She greeted them, happy to see them happy. Although she was younger than most teachers, Elizabeta was one of the best.
The small woman pulled up a stool and sat down, placing the papers in her lap. The long haired lady smiled, almost evilly. "I'm guessing you all want to know which musical we're doing. Well, just so you know I've already pick which parts are who and changed the script a little to fit the names." Everyone was on the edge of their seat, including Antonio, knowing that who ever was chosen was chosen fairly. Because that's the way Elizabeta rolled.
"We're doing," She paused, for dramatic effect of course. (Hey! She WAS a drama teacher)
"RENT!"
WEEEE~ HOOOOOORAAAAA. Okay. This fic might/will contain spoilers for the MUSICAL/BROADWAY performance. So things might be different from the movie version. But see both first, or if you don't care, read anyways~
ANNNNNY~ way, if you couldn't tell, this is APH doing RENT. Ah! Fun. I'm still working out most of the characters/couples. . . But So far I have Antonio/Lovino as Roger/Mimi, Toris/Feliks as Colins/Angel (Don't tell me you didn't see that coming), and Francis/Matthew as Maureen/Joanne. But I still need a Mark, Benny, and extra side characters as bums/junkies. Any ideas? Maybe I could change some things around if you have ideas!
Thank you SO much for reading. I'm flattered. If you want. . . you could, I dunno. . . Review? Please?
