Rent, cannon pairings, maybe some Roger/April and Mimi/Benny later on. From kindergarten to…I'm not sure yet .I wrote a pre-story thing, but I decided not to post it. I will try to make each chapter focus on a different character, but it will probably turn out Angel/Collins centric. I can't help it, I just love them. And I know the timing isn't right but I don't care, so ha! Also, the updates on this story will not be frequent, I am writing this on the side. I don't own RENT, I wish I did…oh well…

Here's the order of the character/ chapter

Collins

Mark

Mimi

Roger

Maureen

Angel

Joanne

And repeat

1.Kindergarten

Collins chapter

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Tom Collins watched the other kids, some crying, and some refusing to let go of their parents. He turned to Gran, wondering what she expected him to do.

"Gran, do you want me to cry and fuss?" he asked innocently. The little wrinkle-y old lady smiled.

"Only if you want to do those things,"

"Can I just hug you instead?"

"That would be lovely." She accepted the hug. "Now run inside, I'll be waiting here at the end of the day."

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Inside, there was a woman who said her name was Ms.Shore. She told him to go sit down in a circle on the rug with about fifteen other kids. He started towards the rug, but was stopped by a mass of thick brown hair. The girl who belonged to the hair got right up in his face.

"HI," She said, her voice loud and excited, full of electricity. "I'M MAUREEN. DO YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS?" Tom decided he liked this girl so he nodded. She squealed and jumped up and down and clapped her hands. Grabbing his arm, she pulled him towards the rug. "You can sit here next to Marky." Maureen pushed him next to a scrawny blond boy with glasses. "Marky is only four so be nice to him and don't break his glasses or I'll break your face, and don't steal his scarf, cuz his GranGran bought it for him, and I get to sleep next to him at nap time and…. that's Roger." The boy who she pointed to grinned, pushing his hair out of his eyes. She pulled Tom next to Marky and went to wait for the next person to be her…'friend'.

"So…your name's Tom?" Roger asked. Tom nodded. "You need a better name, Tom is a boring person name." Tom shrugged; he had no attachments to his name.

"You got a last name?" Mark wondered.

"Collins."

"That's a good name, we're going to call you Collins now."

"I'M BACK! Look, I brought Jo." Maureen was indeed pulling a small girl with frizzy sort of hair towards the group.

"Joanne…not Jo." She said quietly.

"Sit next to Marky," Maureen told her. Plopping down in between Collins and Joanne.

"I thought I got to sit next to Marky."

"Mark…not Marky." Mark said quietly. Suddenly the room was filled with high-pitched giggles. Two kids came in; they looked like they could be siblings. They were clutching at each other's hands and squealing. They looked at the rug, there were only two spaces left now, on opposite sides of the circle. Then they looked at each other, and then they looked back at the rug.

"I will sit next to the cute one, you can sit next to the sulky one." The boy declared. His friend still looked unsatisfied. "We can still see each other from across the circle." He told her. This seemed to cheer her up. Tossing her curly hair over her shoulder she went and sat down between Roger, and a girl with red hair. The boy sat next to Collins. "Hi." He said confidently. The sound of his voice made Collins feel as if a thousand butterflies had been set loose inside him. It was a nice, fluttery sort of feeling, like he might drift away so that he hit the ceiling.

"Hi," Just then Ms.Shore called for their attention. She told them to go around and say their name and their favorite color.

"Benny, orange" A kid with little hair and a scowl.

"April, yellow" The girl with red hair.

"Mimi, blue" The boy's friend.

"Roger, blu…" April gave him a look. "I mean yellow."

"Mark, green,"

"Joanne…. purple"

"MAUREEN, I LIKE REEEEEEEED"

"Tom…Collins…. green"

"Angel, purple" Murmurs and giggles swept the room. Angel's shoulders slumped. Mimi narrowed her eyes.

"Don't anyone laugh at Angel's name…or else." Angel's shoulders came 'un-slumped'. Collins leaned over and cupped his hands close to Angel's ear.

"I think your name is very pretty." Collins whispered, like it was a secret. Angel positively beamed.

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Yes, I know that was very short…and cheesy. Don't know what else to say. I'm going to post the next chapter now…bye! )