AN: Okay, I'm back. With another chapter. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Larson owns RENT. Not me. Sniff.

Fifteen year old Joanne Jefferson nervously played with her short hair as she bounced up and down in the vibrantly painted yellow taxi. Her father was too busy to pick her up, her mother had a manicure, and her older sister was at another party. She felt like crying.

"What was the address again" the cabbie asked in a thick New York accent. Joanne, with her voice wobbling dangerously, told him the address to her father's building. She was probably going to work for her father for the remainder of the summer. She minded, but not too much, since she was virtually friendless and wasn't interested in much besides books. Take her suitcase as an example. She had about three outfits and a small toiletries bag shoved in the corner. The rest of the suitcase was jam packed with books.

The cabbie pulled in front of the building. She paid him generously, seeing as he didn't crash, and slinging her messenger bag across her shoulder she ambled over to the trunk for her suitcase.

She pulled it out and took a deep breath and walked to the front door. Here we go she thought nervously and she pushed open the heavy glass door to her personal hell.


After much intellectual debate, Maureen, Collins, Roger, and Mark decided to go wreck havoc at the library. The boys rode bikes, and Maureen was perched on Collins' handlebars giving the finger to anyone who wolf-whistled at her. They arrived and saw the ancient library was closed. So they decided to go wreak havoc at the supermarket instead. They arrived at the industrial gray building without major incident. Mark pulled his camera out of his bag and started filming.

"My soon-to-be ex-friends are going to disturb the supermarket peace." He narrated as they walked through the flimsy door, "Close up of Roger who is hiding behind the potato bins saying 'eat me' to random passerbys."

"Hide" Roger hissed. Collins dragged Maureen behind a display for cream filled cookies and Mark walked over to the apple pyramid and started fiddling with his camera while secretly filming the potato bins.

An old lady dressed in a light green polyester pant suit strode over to the potatoes. As she picked one up and looked it over for bruises Roger said in a husky voice," Eat me lady. Put me out of my misery. I just can't go on." Then he started to fake sob.

The lady looked surprised and quickly put the potato down and left. A heavily muscled man picked another one up and Roger said in a warbling school girl voice," Take that all you mean potatoes! Ha! This nice man is going to eat me tonight! " The man looked scared and he also left.

"I want corn tonight." A little girl said to her father. He agreed with her so she walked off to the corn. Collins put a finger to his lips and crept behind the corn. As she picked an ear up Collins sobbed," Noooooo. Pease don't eat me. Please. I've got a family. Please take someone else." The girl raised one thin eyebrow and reached behind the display. She pulled Collins out and started slapping him and saying 

that mean boys should be in cages until they were nice and so on. Maureen looked at her friends and said in a heroic voice "I'll save him."

She grabbed a package of cookies and ran to the girl's father with a frantic look in her eyes.

"Please sir." She said "Buy these cookies. The elves will kill me if you don't. Please. Take them. Give them a good home." With that Maureen started hysterically sobbing on the man's shoulder. The man pushed her away, grabbed his daughter and hightailed to the manager to complain.

The four friends laughed so hard that they all got breathless. Roger was slapping his knee and Mark was close to choking when they heard someone's hurried footsteps approach them. They turned simultaneously to see the very angry manager looking down on them. Or up, in Collins' case.

The manager spoke in an annoyed nasally voice, "I saw what you did to those people. I will call your parents now. What is the number? "

"But sir," Mark said, crossing his fingers behind his back, "We're orphans. Our circus caravan left us at the gas station across the street from here. They said they would be back but they never came for us. It's been three days. Please don't kill us. Please, I'm begging you"

The manager snorted and said "Okay, you're off the hook this time. I know that you are lying so be thankful I'm not calling your parents. But if I catch you here again there will be hell to pay. Got is?"

"Yes sir! Thank you sir!" Collins said enthusiastically. He started saluting. The manager walked off shaking his head and muttering something about lion training being an easier job.

"Now what?" asked Roger. The four friends sat down on their bikes and thought.

"I know" Maureen said, with a strange glint in her eyes.


After about an hour Mimi still wasn't up and Angel's legs were falling asleep. Angel was about to shake Mimi's shoulder when Mimi rolled off the couch and onto the carpet.

"Oww" she said, rubbing her forehead

"You okay honey?" Angel asked.

"No" Mimi replied "I need a hug"

Angel complied and said "What are we going to do today, chica?"

"Ohhh, I know" Mimi said, stretching her arms out "what about shopping?"

"Sounds like a plan" Angel said happily "To the thrift store it is"

"Yay" Mimi said jumping up and pulling Angel out the door.


AN: Please review? I have very little clue if people are enjoying this.

Thank you to my lovely reviewers! Hugs!

I will write more soon.