Take Me Or Leave Me
~Ally's pov~
***Chapter 25***
As we sit in the caf tuesday I'm sore. We're all here and Austin won't leave my side. Well except for class, seriously he'll barely leave me alone to go to the bathroom he'll stand outside waiting for me. There's whispering going around our big groupe of people and I start to think that it's about me. "We're singing La Vie Boheme." Austin whispers in my ear.
"Who died?" Dalan asks after moving a few more tables together in the caf. So we're now all sitting at a big table like they do in the movie.
"Our Akita." Dallas says circling the table.
"Evita." Austin, Dez say looking at eachother. I giggle.
"You make fun - yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood W
here people piss on your Stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia's A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta,
Bohemia is dead." Dallas sing's circling the large table.
"Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes
(Dies irae - dies illa)
Here she lies
(Kyrie eleison Yitgadal v'yitkadash)
no one knew her worth The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On these nights when we Celebrate the birth In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet your ass to -
La vie Boheme" Dez sing's Austin and Patrick singing the parts of Roger and Collins. As we sing the song we dance around the caf and act out the parts.
"(La vie Boheme La vie Boheme La vie Boheme La vie Boheme)
To days of inspiration Playing hookey, making Something out of nothing The need to express-
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane, going mad To loving tension, no pension To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old Mom and Dad To riding your bike,
Midday past the three-piece suits To fruits - to no absolutes-
To Absolute - to choice-
To the Village Voice-
To any passing fad To being an us for once ... instead of a them!
(La vie Boheme, La vie Boheme)" Sam and Trish go for a kiss, Trish grabbing Sam's butt. a guy who's going to play Dallas' father in law cuts in.
"Ahhem."Trish and Sam look over to him. Sam grabb's Trish's butt and... humps her? Creepy!
"Hey Mister - she's my sister." a girl named Danelle -but we call her Dannie- walks over to our table pretending she's a waiter.
"So that's five miso soup, four seaweed salad Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter And one pasta with meatless balls." she sing's. Austin looks over at us.
"Eww." he says. Patrick looks at us.
"It tastes the same." he says. I snort.
"If you close your eyes." I laugh. Dannie starts to sing again.
"And thirteen orders of fries Is that it here?" All of us shout.
"Wine and beer!" Dalan and I jump up onto the table and start to sing and dance.
"To hand-crafted beers Made in local breweries To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese To leather, to dildos," my face must be a bright red by now. "to curry vindaloo To Huevos Rancheros and Maya Angelou." We jump onto the bench again and Sam and Patrick jumps onto the table when we jump down.
"Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion Creation, vacation." With Sam and Patrick still on the table, Dez walks in front of the table and puts his hands out like he's shrugging.
"Mucho masturbation." he say's. Sam and Patrick start singing again.
"Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new."
"To Sontag." Patrick sing's.
"To Sondheim." Dalan sing's.
"To anything taboo." 4 girls from around the table sing.
"Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunnigham and Cage," Austin and Patrick sing.
"Lenny Bruce" Patrick sings standing at the front of the table with his arm slung around Austin.
"Langston Hughes" Austin sings.
"To the stage!" Sam yells running in front of the table.
"To Uta. To Buddha. Pablo Neruda, too." some of the "backup's" sing.
"Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow To blow off Auntie Em!" Dez and I sing one foot up on the table and leaning over facing each other than swinging to face the front.
"La vie Boheme!" we all sing. Sam and Trish kiss... which to say the very least is totally freaking me out.
"Sisters?" Dallas' "father in law" asks. Sam lay's her head on Trish's chest and looks at him.
"We're close" Trish and Sam say. Dalan and Patrick jump up onto the table again.
"Brothers!" They say happily. Patrick jumps down and I jump up with Dez.
"Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee Herman German wine, turpetine, Gertrude Stein Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa Carmina Burana" We sing dancing around the table. Austin and a few others jump onto the table and we all sing.
"To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy Vaclav Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC To no shame - never playing the Fame Game" Patrick walks in front of the table and sing's.
"To marijuana" he sings.
"To sodomy, it's between God and me To S & M." all of us sing.
"Waiter ... Waiter ... Waiter ... Waiter!" Dallas says as we all sing.
"La vie Boheme" Patrick gets up on the table and starts talking.
"In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon will commence immediately following dinner ...
Maureen Johnson, just back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot,
will perform Native American tribal chants backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello - which she ain't never studied." Austin gets up on the table and Dez stands in front of it. Austin walks up behind Dez. "And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an erection on the high holy days." He says putting his right hand through his left then letting it fall like... I'm not even going to go there. I get up on another table and start to dance and I try to act... I don't know... sexy? Sure let's call it that. "And Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap,
will perform her famous lawn chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being stirred." Dez sing's as I dance and I can feel every guy's eye's on me. I can even feel's Austin's eye's on me. Austin has a guitar in his hands and I stop dancing when Dez continue's speaking.
"And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song." Austin play's part of Musetta's Waltz and Dez taps his shoulder. He turns around stopping the music from the guitar filling the room.
"That doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz!" he says. Dalan jumps up onto the table and starts walking like he's on the cat walk when Patrick says.
"Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub." Dalan jumps down and jumps up on a diffrent table. One with a blank white pice of paper hanging on the wall.
"And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist -
including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T.
virtual reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:" he says writing stuff on the paper. We all get up onto the table and yell.
"Actual reality - Act Up - Fight AIDS" I walk over to where Austin is still standing playing the guitar.
"Excuse me - did I do something wrong?
I get invited - then ignored all night long." I say. Austin hands the guitar to someone and he looks at me.
"I've been trying - I'm not lying No one's perfect. I've got baggage." he says staring down at me.
"Life's too short, babe, time is flying I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine" I say looking up at him.
"I should tell you" I cut him off touching his arm.
"I got baggage too"
"I should tell you"
"Baggage" we say together.
"Wine and beer!" the rest of the group yells. A watch goes off and it beeps sevral times.
"AZT break" I say putting a mint in my mouth.
"You?" Austin asks putting a mint in his mouth.
"Me. You?" I ask.
"Mimi" he sings tunring me around and putting his hand on my lower back and walking away. Clapping erupts through out the caf and our English, Math and Music teacher's all stand in front of us.
"Great job! You still need to proparly audition but still, great job." I smile at Austin nad he smile's proudly (?) back. Cassidy and Sarah got suspended beacuse they punched me first. Austin, Dallas, Patrick, Dalan and I got detention. Brad got suspeneded because he touched me and because he called Patrick a "faggot" and in our school that's not allowed. Frosty wasn't there, so hes free. I honestly don't think Frosty's that bad of a guy though. I look at my English teacher.
"Can we audition in pairs?" I ask suddenly nervous again. "Yes, but-" There's always a "but" isn't there? "you and your partner will need to do a solo song or a scene from the movie/play." she exclaims.
"Okay, thank you ." I say. I turn around and take a step forward looking at the ground when I ram into somebody's chest. Strong arm's hold onto me. I look up at my best friend and smile. "Sorry." I mutter.
"It's okay, I've got you." he smiles down at me.
"Audition together?" I ask he nods. "What song's?" I ask, he shrugs. "Uh... I've got it! One Song Glory; Light My Candle for your's and mine will be Out tonight." he smiles at me again. "Perfect. Practice tonight and audition tomorrow!" he says letting me go. We eat quickly and the bell rings to signal class is starting. We say our goodbyes to Sam, Em, Patrick, Dan and Ron and everyone else who doesn't have music class with us.
"Ally?" Trish asks from her seat beside me. I sit in between Austin and Trish and Dez is on the other side of Austin. "Yes?" I ask looking at her.
"He really likes you. I think he might love you." she whispers in my ear.
"Really?" I ask pulling away. She nods and our music teacher walks in and closes the door behind himself.
"Okay class, we have an assignment due in a week an a half. You will have partners and you will have to choose a song that describes how you feel about them. Then you will have to sing it in front of the class. Pick your partners... now!" Mr.M says. Austin and I instantly turn to eachother.
"Austin." I say a smile plastering my face.
"Ally." we say in unsion.
A/N: Okay so, I have been working on the second "book" I think their might be four! Annywayyy this would have been up earlier but I had a group project for Math class. So surprise..! The audition's are in the next chapter and after that it's goodbye! well for now. Okay I have a question. Should I post a clean version of this story? Please R&R and please let me know what you think about the clean version! Thanks!