A/N: My first full-length RENTfic! Thanks to Broadwaybaby4205 for the idea of a high school fic. The bohos' freshman year in high school was supposed to be the best time of their lives. Will this hold true? Will the bohos even make it through the year? Planned for about ten chapters. Enjoy, and R&R please! By the way, I don't like the title, and it is subject to change.

Disclaimer: I'll say it once for the whole story. I do not own RENT. I own this plotline though. Don't steal the plotline. Don't steal RENT either, because that belongs to Jonathan Larson.

The Best of Times, the Worst of Times

Beepbeepbeep beep. Beepbeepbeep beep. Mimi Marquez rolled over and swatted at her stupid alarm clock. "Shut up." Then she pulled her purple comforter over her head and fell back to sleep for a second.

Then Mimi sat up with a start. That's why my alarm's so early today! she thought. It was the first day of high school! She had an adorable outfit picked out, her backpack stuffed with fresh school supplies, and she was ready to soar into high school. For once, she was excited. High school was totally gonna be the best time of her life.

Mimi hopped out of bed and grabbed her outfit. She pulled on a denim mini, grey leggings, a purple vintage band t-shirt, and plaid ballet flats. Leaving her hair loose, Mimi peeked at herself in the mirror. Wild, free, and sassy. Just how she was aiming to look.

Flying down the stairs, Mimi dropped her backpack by the door and made herself toast for breakfast. Her father was gone for work, her sisters didn't leave for school for an hour after Mimi and so were still sleeping, and Mimi's mother was also at work. The house felt almost empty with just her little sisters sleeping upstairs, but Mimi didn't care. It was the first day of school, and she was going to see her boyfriend, Roger, and her five best friends soon. She couldn't wait.

After eating, Mimi brushed her teeth and put on a little eyeshadow, eyeliner, and lipgloss. Then, grabbing her backpack, she was out the door, running for the bus stop.

NO DAY BUT TODAY~NO DAY BUT TODAY~NO DAY BUT TODAY~NO DAY BUT TODAY

Roger Davis stepped off the bus onto the lawn of Scarsdale High. He had always known he'd wind up there, but Roger was nervous. It's high school, for heaven's sake, Roger thought. I have a right to be nervous.

At least he had his girlfriend, Mimi, by his side. And his five best friends from preschool and kindergarten- Mark, Maureen, (Tom) Collins, Joanne, and Angel.

Or at least they were supposed to be by his side. Where were they?

Roger hurried to the front steps of Scarsdale High, scanning the crowd for Mimi's distinctive hair, Mark's glasses and camera, Collins' beanie. And listening for Mo's voice, because Roger had found that that was the easiest way to find Maureen.

Roger spotted two masses of curly brown hair trotting their way towards him. Rushing to them, Roger shouted, "Mimi! Meems! Hey! Mo!"

The girls turned towards Roger. "Hey, Rog!" Mimi called, running into Roger's arms.

Inhaling, Roger smelled his girlfriend's shampoo and her flowery, warm Mimi-ness. Leaning in, Roger kissed the little Latina.

Mimi responded eagerly, standing on her toes and wrapping her arms around Roger's neck. Roger closed his eyes and savored the moment until...

"Ahem!" Maureen cleared her throat. "Do I not merit a 'hello'?"

"Nope."

Maureen slapped Roger upside the head.

"Hey, Roger, Mo, Mimi!" Collins, Mark, Joanne, and Angel had arrived.

Angel grinned at the sight of Maureen hitting Roger. "Such violence, so early on?"

"Damn straight," they both replied.

BRIIIIIIING! The bell rung, jolting everyone out of the first-day reverie.

Mark sighed. "No time for a video, I guess. Time to start the day."

"Carpe diem!" Collins said. "Smile and seize the moment."
Just then, one of the senior-year football players- the big, burly quarterback- threw a crumpled-up ball of paper at Mark's head. Roger promptly seized the paper wad on the rebound and threw it at the football player's enormous, retreating shoulders.

As the bohos started to disperse, hunting for their lockers, Mark sighed again. Under his breath, Mark muttered, "All right then. Carpe damn, Collins. Carpe damn."

A/N: And thus marked the first day of school. By the way, just imagine that the Bohos are all the same age, and knew each other in Kindergarten. I know this was an uninteresting filler chapter, but we gotta start somewhere. The action begins next chapter.

Reviewers get one revenge on a bully, performed by a Fanfic Roger/whoever you want. Romantic Roger just tells you to ignore them, and brings you a bunch of roses to take your mind off the idiot. Angsty Roger sings you a sad song...then Superglues their locker shut. Mischievous Roger replaces their books and sports gear with horse crap, glue, and rotten tomatoes...every day. For a week. And Sexy Roger beats them up, and explains that when it comes to you, he just can't help it ;D