Okay I'm back! I know I said I was gonna get Collins and Angel into this but I'm sorry You are gonna have to wait until next chapter. Any way if you haven't noticed the chapters are named after lyrics in RENT song if you send me what the song the lyric is from you get a sneak peak of next chapter!
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"They call me… they call me…Mimi."
She sat up slowly, propping herself up on her elbow. Her whole body began to shake as she gave a shuddering cough. Roger gently put his hand on her shoulder to steady her.
"Thanks for saving me back there," Mimi said after her coughing fit.
Roger looked down and blushed, "It was nothing."
"Well, thank you anyway," Mimi said as Roger helped her to stand up, holding her elbow steady. As they stood up, their eyes met. For just that moment the world seemed to freeze, the oceans began to crash in their ears, and their skin felt as if it was drenched in cold rain.
They stood there, entranced by each other's eyes.
"I...I really have to go," said Mimi, looking down, and, grabbing her bag, she began to hurry away. She made her way briskly over the hill. Roger just stood there, staring at the spot where Mimi once stood. When he finally registered what had happened, he began to run after her. "Mimi! Wait. Mimi, wait! Hey!"
When he finally did catch up with her, he was out of breath. "You know this isn't the best way to treat the guy who saved your life," he joked.
Mimi finally acknowledged his presence next to her. "I'm sorry, but I really have to leave." She walked away, leaving Roger standing there with a
confused look on his face.
When Mimi was further away, she turned back to see if Roger was still standing there. To her surprise, he was gone, and in his place was her mother, smiling and waving at her. Mimi did a double take to discover that her mother was still there, but this time she was covered in blood…
Mimi woke with a start as the bus rumbled over a bump. Her eyes shot open and she looked around confused. She remembered that she was on the bus to New York. Then she remembered her extremely accurate dream (except for that last part).
The boy, Roger, who had the most amazing green eyes.
Mimi stared out the window into the early morning darkness for a moment. She decided it was too early to be awake and fell back into a light slumber.
In her sleep, Mimi 's mind was filled with dreams of her mother and those green eyes. When she awoke she pondered her dreams. She had seen plenty of green eyes before, some more beautiful than those, so why couldn't she get them out of her head?
She gave up trying to figure herself out, and instead tried to figure out the other people on the bus. Way behind her was a man that looked like he was running from the law, covered in many tattoos and piercings. He was studying something that was in his lap. Across the aisle and much further forward were a woman and a young child, about seven or eight. The mother looked tired and defeated, but every time her child said something, she would smile. Across from Mimi was an old couple, both asleep. Even in their sleep they were holding hands, bringing a smile to Mimi's lips.
Mimi's thoughts were interrupted by the bus, which came to a noisy halt. She peered out the window to see an old bus station that at first seemed abandoned but this impression was soon proved wrong by a young man who came to change the tire on the Greyhound.
Mimi picked up her small valise and dismounted the bus. The station was small and empty, since most people took planes nowadays. Mimi was still in awe; she had never had been in a bus station so big. She took her belongings and followed the ex-convict out of the station. By the time she had reached the exit, he was gone, but Mimi didn't notice. Instead, she was gaping at the city before her. She had never seen something so large and so beautiful. The buildings were so tall, and there were so many people! The streets were flooded with cars. Mimi had only ridden in a car once, and yet here there were thousands of them, filling the streets.
Mimi then realised that she didn't know what to do. She had never thought that she would get this far; this was definitely an achievement. Pondering what to do, Mimi drank up her surroundings. She noticed a man who had also been on the bus approach the edge of the sidewalk, stick out his hand and whistle. A small yellow car, with Taxi Cab written on the side in black letters, came to a halt in front of him.
Yes! she thought. All I have to do is whistle
It wasn't that easy - Mimi had never been able to whistle. She had wasted many days as a child trying to learn how, but to no avail. She could make a low, wispy sound, but never a whistle. She tried anyway, raising her hands, screaming, even jumping up and down. She was about to give up when a man with a dog came up to her and asked her if she needed any help. Mimi practically tackled the man in a hug, happily agreeing to his offer. He raised his hand and whistled loudly, and not a second later a yellow cab pulled up next to them. Mimi thanked the man gratefully and gave his dog a pat on the head as she entered the cab.
"Where to?" asked the cab driver, a blonde man.
Mimi was startled by the man's voice and it took her a minute to react. "5056 North Quoxwood Street."
"Well, that's a bit far away. Do you have the money? It's gonna be thirty dollars."
Mimi nodded, and handed him a fistful of five- and one-dollar bills.
"Okay then," he conceded, "5056 North Quoxwood Street it is."
Mimi starred out the window in awe as the cab passed all the large buildings and the bright lights. "Wow," she breathed.
"Is it your first time here?" asked the cab driver.
"Yes," answered Mimi.
He chuckled. "Well, it's not all it's cracked up to be. Sometimes you're dirt poor and starving," he replied grimly.
They remained silent for a while. As Mimi watched, the number of buildings outside began to dwindle. She the turned her head to look at the driver. "If it's so hard, why don't you leave?"
He seemed to consider for a moment, then said, "Well, even if I do end up dirt poor and starving, I will always have my friends. Better to see the glass half full than half empty."
Mimi contemplated his answer. "You're right. Thanks." She looked out the window again, but instead of the tall buildings, she saw many large, fancy houses.
"Are you sure this is the right address?" she asked.
"Yeah, these houses are big, aren't they? Bet their glasses are always filled." He gave a somber grin. "Who are you visiting?"
"My aunt. Why?"
He glanced at her through the mirror. "I'd say she'd pretty rich. Why didn't she send a limo to go pick you up?"
Mimi broke their fixed gazes as she simply said, "She doesn't know I'm coming. But riding here with you beats a limo any day. I made a new friend."
He smiled. "This is your stop. And we don't even know each other's names."
Mimi got out. "I'm Mimi, Mimi Marquez."
"Well Mimi, I'm Mark Cohen."
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