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Roger Davis awoke on his bed with his best friend Mark Cohen laying in a sleeping bag on the floor of Roger's room.
"Mark! Get up!" Roger yelled as he tried to get Mark to wake up. The smaller blond haired blue eyed boy groaned. "C'mon Marky up!" Roger yelled again. Mark groaned louder as the taller dirty blond haired boy yelled at him. "MARK!" Roger screamed.
"Buzz off." Mark muttered.
"Not till you get up." Roger replied. Mark opened one ocean blue eye and slapped Roger across the head. Roger's ear length hair stuck up from the blow and his leaf green eyes were glimmering as he tried again to get Mark up. Mark moaned and rolled over onto his stomach. "MARK COHEN GET UP!" Roger yelled at the top of his voice.
"Okay, Okay I'm getting up." Mark said at long last. Roger yipped like a puppy with joy as Mark stretched and looked for his glasses. When he couldn't find them he looked at Roger.
"Woge, where awe my glatheth?" Mark asked. Roger just grinned. "Wogeh, give me my glatheth." Mark said.
"No." Roger replied as he darted out of the room. Mark followed even though he couldn't see without his glasses. As Mark ran he ran into the door, then the wall, then finally he tripped and fell to the floor.
"WOGE!" Mark yelled. Roger walked over to his friend and pulled him up by the wrist and gave him his glasses.
"Hey I wanted to play a prank and this was the best way to do it." Roger told him. Mark pouted which caused Roger to laugh. They were both laughing soon but as thier laughter died down they heard a honk outside. They walked to the window and saw a moving truck parked outside a house across the street. "New neighbors." Roger remarked.
"Wanna go thay hello?" Mark asked. Roger nodded. They darted outside barefoot and ran across the street.
"Hello kids." An adult woman said.
"Hi." Roger replied. "Are you gonna be our new neighbors?" He asked.
"Yes we are."
"Do you have kidth?" Mark asked.
"Yes. One daughter. Her name is Maureen Johnson. You two can call me Mrs. Johnson." She told them. They nodded then a small thin brunnette walked over.
"Mom are we almost done unpacking?" She asked. She had brown eyes with flecks of mica and grey buried along the edges.
"Yes we almost are Maureen." Mrs. Johnson replied.
"Who are they?" Maureen asked, looking at Mark and Roger.
"I'm Roger Davis."
"I'm M-m-mark C-c-cohen." Mark stammered out.
"I'm Maureen. Are we going to be neighbors?" She asked.
"Well we are but Marky here is just here for a sleepover. He lives around the block but he could still be considered a neighbor." Roger told her. Mark blushed and looked down. He got nervous around new people. Girls in particular.
"Alright. That sounds good, I guess." Maureen stated. "Do either of you know how to play an instrument?" She asked. Roger nodded and Mark pointed to him. "What instrument?"
"Guitar." Roger replied. "He's a filmmaker." Roger pointed to Mark.
"Great cuz I like to sing and act so it'd be cool if you could play guitar for one of my songs." Maureen told Roger. Roger wordlessly ran inside and came back with his guitar.
"What song?" he asked. Maureen looked surprised, but she pulled sheet music out of a bag that was laying by her feet. Roger looked it over quickly and began playing the first chord. Maureen sang. Roger joinded her the second and Mark just looked on as though he didn't know what to do.
"That's amazing." Roger commented after they had finished the part of a song.
"It's from a song I heard when I went to see a live show." Maureen told them
"That'th weally cool." Mark said to her.
"Yeah. Why do you talk like that?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't say 'S' or 'R' very well."
"My two front teeth are mithing."
"Oh." Mark nodded.
"I'll be talking normal again thoon, but right now it'th really hard." Mark told Maureen. She shrugged.
"Maureen why don't you come inside now?" Mrs. Johnson called.
"Alright Mom. Bye guys I'll see you around." She said to Mark and Roger as she turned and went inside. They two boys ran inside and back to Roger's room.
"Roger is that you?" Mrs. Davis, Roger's mother, called.
"Yeah. We have new neighbors." Roger informed her.
"Really?"
"Yeah. The Jonhson family. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson and their daughter Maureen."
"Did you boys go say hello?"
"We just got back."
"Okay." Mrs. Davis said. Roger looked at Mark who had begun to day dream.
"Marky what are you thinking about?" Roger asked.
"Nothing." Mark replied to quickly.
"Really?"
"Fine I'm thinking about the neighbors." Roger looked at him. His best friend liked Maureen!
"You like Maureen!" Roger yelped.
"No I don't." Mark argued. Then Roger tackled the smaller blond boy. "And don't thay that I do!" Mark shoved Roger off him and Roger proceeded to pin him down.
"But she likes you too." Roger told him as he calmly held the struggling blond down.
"Stop it!" Mark yelled. "Woger get off!"
"What, all I said was you like Maureen and Maureen likes you. What's so bad about that?" Roger asked. Mark shoved Roger off his back and stood up.
"Girlth are annoying, who would ever like one?" Mark asked. Roger sighed.
"April Ericsson would be mad if you said that to her." Roger told his friend. Mark nodded. Roger looked at the dog tag necklace April had given him. The picture on the back was old now.
"How much longer till High Thchool when we can thee April again?" Mark asked, playing with the scarf April had given him.
"A long, long, long, long, long time." Roger told the smaller boy.
"Great." Mark muttered. Then the doorbell rang. The boys looked at each other before running to get the door. Mark tripped over his own two feet and nearly lost his footing, Roger hauled the blond boy up and they ran to the door.
"Give me a boost will you?" Roger asked as he tried to look through the peep hole on the door. Mark got down on all fours and Roger climbed onto his back. He peered through the peep hole and saw Mrs. Cohen.
"Whoa!" He lost his balance and fell backward off Mark's back and hit the ground with a dull thud. "OW!" Roger complained.
"Who ith it?" Mark asked as he stood up.
"Your mom." Roger replied, standing up as well. Mark opened the door and his mom came in.
"Hi Marky. Did you have fun?" She asked. Mark nodded and walked over to her. Roger ran to get Mark's backpack.
"Thanth for inviting me." He said to Roger.
"Thanks for coming." Roger replied. Mark gave Roger a one armed hug and walked out the door.
"Roger, who was that?" Mrs. Davis called.
"Mark's mom. He just left." Roger called back.
"Did he get his things?" Mrs. Davis asked.
"Yes." Roger replied. With that he walked back into his room and started playing his guitar.
*
Later on when he was eating lunch, the door bell rang again. This time it was Maureen.
"Hey Maureen." He greeted.
"Hi Roger. Where's Mark?" Maureen greeted.
"He went home." He replied.
"Oh. Anyway what's up?" Maureen asked, suddenly excited.
"Nothing." Roger replied. Maureen stared at him for a second before shrugging.
"Yeah at my place, my parents are still unpacking. I hate moving so much." She told him.
"Yep. Not that I would know. I've never moved." Roger told her. Maureen shrugged.
"You can imagine it. Having to pack up all your things and put them into boxes and into a big truck. Then you get to a new house and you have to get used to everything all over again." Maureen explained to him.
"I can't beleive that." Roger remarked after thinking about it for a second. Maureen nodded.
"I could only imagine until it happened." She said. "I miss my old house. It was fun and I had a lot of friends." Maureen described her old house to Roger.
"That sounds like a great life." Roger remarked.
"It was. On the bright side I have two new friends and I'll be going to Alphabet City Elementary School." Maureen told him.
"That's where Mark and I go to school!" Roger exclaimed.
"Really? Oh my goodness, we are going to have SO much fun!" Maureen squealed with delight. Roger shrunk away from her shrill voice.
"Maureen, there's no need to yell!" Roger yelled.
"But it's so exciting! I get to see you and Mark every day at school and make a lot of new friends and..." She didn't get to finish due to Roger clamping a hand over her mouth.
"Yes Maureen I know that." Roger told her. She rolled her brown eyes and took his hand off her mouth.
"It's still pretty exciting." She shrugged and began to bounce around causing the dark curly hair to look like a bunch of miniature springs. "Oh and guess what else, I'm going to be taking dance and voice lessons!" She squealed again causing Roger to cover his ears.
"MAUREEN!" He yelled at the brunette.
"WHAT?!" She yelled back.
"Shut up." Roger replied with a grin as he leaned against the door frame.
"Roger what is going on?" Mrs. Davis asked as she walked out to see her son leaning against the door and a brunette girl standing at the door.
"Oh uh hi mom." Roger greeted as he spun around to see his mother standing there.
"Why are you yelling?" Mrs. Davis asked.
"Uh..."
"It's okay really. It was just we met this morning and we'll be going to school together and we got into a spirited argument." Maureen explained for Roger.
"Okay. What's your name?" Mrs. Davis asked.
"Maureen Johnson. Mark and Roger came over to meet us this morning. We just moved in to the house across the street." Maureen explained.
"Roger said something about new neighbors, nice to meet you." Mrs. Davis told her.
"Nice to meet you too." Maureen said.
The next day school started. Mark and Roger walked to school together like always and the minute they got there, Maureen ran and nearly knocked them over when she ran full speed at them to give them hugs.
"Maureen!" Roger gasped, she was choking the both of them without meaning to.
"Can't bweathe, need air!" Mark choked out. Maureen released them.
"Sorry, but hey, look I met someone else already. Roger, Mark this is Mimi Maurquez." Maureen dragged them over to a skinny rather small Latina girl with thick curly hair and dark brown eyes.
"Hi, I'm Mark C-cohen." Mark greeted.
"I'm Roger Davis." Roger told her.
"Maureen already told you who I am. Nice to meet you." Roger and Mimi shook hands first then Mark and Mimi shook hands.
"So what grade are you in Mimi?" Roger asked.
"Second." Mimi replied. "You?"
"Second." Roger said.
"Second." Mark inclined his head slightly.
"Me too." Maureen told them.
"Hey, look at the girl with the fancy clothes." Roger pointed out to Mimi, Mark and Maureen.
"Who is she?" Maureen asked.
"How should I know?" Roger asked.
"I think she'th a new thudent." Mark remarked.
"Let's go say hello." Mimi said.
"Alright. Wait I thought there was no more room for new kids." Roger told the group.
"Well thince Jonathan left, I gueth there ith now." Mark told them.
"Let's go." Mimi urged. They had forgotten that they were about to go say hi to a new student. Then Collins and Benny ran up to Mark and Roger.
"Who are they?" Maureen asked.
"This is Tom Collins, but don't call him Tom and this is Benjamin Coffin III, better known as Benny." Roger introduced.
"Hi, I'm Maureen Johnson, and this is Mimi Maurquez." Maureen introduced herself and Mimi to Collins and Benny.
"Hey." Benny shook hands with Mimi and Maureen.
"What's up?" Collins greeted as he shook hands with Maureen and Mimi. Then the girl that had fancy clothes ran up to the group.
"Hey." Mark greeted.
"Uh, hi. Can you help me find the second grade classroom?" The girl asked. She had dark skin, dark eyes and curly hair.
"Hey guyth. She needth help!" ark called to the others. Roger, Benny, Collins, Maureen and Mimi all turned to Mark and the girl.
"Hi everyone." She greeted.
"Hi, I'm Maureen Johnson." Maureen told the new girl.
"Joanne Jefferson." The girl replied.
"I'm Roger Davis." Roger greeted.
"Tom. Collins." Collins greeted. "But I prefer just Collins."
"Benjamin Coffin III, but everyone calls me Benny." Benny greeted.
"Mimi Marquez." Mimi greeted. Everyone shook hands.
"Now what do you need help with Joanne?" Maureen asked.
"My mom wanted to meet the second grade teacher, and she told me to follow her, but I didn't pay attention so now I need to find the second grade classroom." Joanne explained.
"Come on, Woger and I know the thchool like the back of our handth." Mark told her cheerfully. Roger and Mark led the way to the classroom, and the minute they got there the ball rang.
"Perfect timing." Roger said with a sideways grin.
The seven sat down at the same table.
"I feel like I'm back in Preschool." Roger complained. "This is how we sat in Preschool too didn't we Marky?"
"Yeah and don't call me 'Marky.'"Mark replied.
"I think 'Marky's' a cute nickname. I'll be calling you that from now on." Maureen told him. Mark simply groaned.
"I don't think he wants us to call him by his nickname Mo." Collins told Maureen.
"I don't care. I think it's cute." Maureen replied.
"Quiet please." The teacher. The seven fell silent but Roger and Collins started a game of tic, tac, toe on the side of the table and weren't paying attention. Maureen quickly lost interest in what the teacher was saying and watched Roger and Collins. Mark and Maureen began a game of rock, paper, scissors. In the end only Joanne and Benny were paying attention. Mimi watched and ended up joining the game of rock, paper, scissors. That's when the teacher noticed that only two out of the table of seven were paying attention. She looked at the student I.D. cards and found the students who weren't paying attention.
"Mr. Davis, Mr. Cohen, Mr. Collins, Miss Johnson, Miss Marquez," She waited for the students to look up. Roger, Mark, Collins, Maureen and Mimi all looked up. "Are any of you even paying attention?"
"Ms. Robbinson, we were paying attention, but then we got tired of your boring voice." Roger replied. The others looked at him in shock well except for Collins.
"Yeah. We payed attention until your voice nearly put us to sleep." Collins told her. Ms. Robbinson looked furious as Roger and Collins gave each other a high five. Maureen, Mark and Mimi all looked rather impressed. Benny and Joanne on the other hand looked shocked.
"Mr. Davis, is it?" Roger nodded. "And Mr. Collins, correct?" Collins nodded. "Both of you to the principals office. NOW!" Roger and Collins stood up and left the room. As they walked down the hallway they laughed and disrupted all the classes they passed by.
"How can we charm the principal into not giving us detention?" Roger asked.
"Watch and learn." Collins replied.
"Ah, you're just the two I wanted to see." The principal greeted.
"Our teacher called you didn't she?" Collins asked. The woman sitting behind the desk nodded.
"She said that you disrespected her in class after not paying attention." She told them.
"Yes we did that, but in our defense... Have you done something different with your hair?" Collins asked, winking at Roger. Roger had to fight to keep himself from laughing.
"Well I did get it cut a bit shorter." She told him.
"And your makeup looks great." Roger told her.
"Thank you boys. Now go, your teacher doesn't know what she's talking about. You two could never disrupt a class or disrespect a teacher." She told them and shooed them out of the room.
"Thank you." They said together and left. They burst out laughing, but composed themselves by the time they got to the room.
"Hello Ms. Robbinson." Roger greeted.
"Hello Mr. Davis." She replied. "Did you get a detention?"
"No, but we got talked to." Collins told her turning and winking at Roger so that the teacher couldn't see. Roger fell into silent laughter.
"Yeah." Roger agreed trying to make his voice sound nueteral. The two walked back to their table and joined their friends.
At recess, The others who hadn't been sent to the office asked what punishment Roger and Collins had gotten.
"Well nothing." Roger told them.
"Weally?" Mark asked.
"Yep." Roger replied
"How'd you get out of it?" Maureen asked.
"You see the principal is very easily distracted so we started to charm her a bit and she told us to leave." Collins explained.
"And that worked?" Mimi asked in astonishment. They nodded.
"Roger here almost lost it because he found it incredibly funny." Collins informed them.
"Guilty." Roger confessed.
"Wow." Mark commented.
"What you guys did is terrible." Joanne said.
"Yeah, imagine if she caught on and punished you for that too." Benny told them.
"We didn't get caught and that's what's important." Collins retorted. Benny and Collins kept at the argument until the others were begginning to wonder if they'd lost their sanity yet. Roger was on the verge of slapping both Collins and Benny just put an end to the argument. Finally at the end of lunch the arguing ceased.
"FINALLY!" Roger yelled. Mark looked up from where he was banging his head on the table and saw the argument was over.
"Did you two finally end that thupid argument?" Mark asked hopefully.
"Yes we did." Collins replied.
"Thank you!" Maureen told them.
"You two couldn't have ended sooner?" Mimi asked.
"You argued about a pointless thing." Joanne told them.
"Well I felt the need to make a point." Benny informed them.
"So did I." Collins told Benny. Before they could start up on another argument, the bell rang and the seven went inside.
The year went to quickly for the seven friends. Maureen and Collins found they became fast friends and Benny and Collins often argued. Mark and Roger stayed close friends. Roger and Collins continued getting into trouble. On one memorable occasion had put a thumbtack on Ms. Robbinson's chair and 'accidentaly' spilled cold water all over the test papers that were supposed to be used as a test that day. Both Roger and Collins had gotten out of trouble for that too. Mimi sometimes joined in the fun by tripping guys in the hallway. Benny and Joanne didn't approve of their friends behavior and hated that they got themselves into trouble all the time. On the last day of school Ms. Robbinson wished Collins and Roger an over enthusiastic goodbye.
"She'll miss us." Roger told them all later.
"Yeah no one can top us as creators of mass chaos." Collins agreed.
"Well summer is here at last." Maureen said.
"I'm going to be dancing over the summer." Mimi informed them.
"Neat. I'm gonna make a few new movieth." Mark told them. "Maybe we could all go to Central Park one day and film it there."
"Yeah." Joanne spoke for all of them.
"Stay out of trouble guys." Benny told them. Joanne agreed she would but Mark, Roger, Collins, Maureen and Mimi didn't.
A/N: Okay so have you liked or hated it so far? Reveiws are good. Anyways, sorry about the lack of updating. My laptop got a virus so I was stuck with the old computer we have. Well my laptop is back now so yeah. Luckily I didn't lose any files. Anyways I know the disclaimer is in the summary but I shall put it again every four chapters. RENT and all its charactrers belong to Jonathan Larson. Not me, I am simply borrowing them for this fan fiction.