This scene found herself and her mother preparing for her mother's second wedding. Mrs. Marquez looked beautiful, and startlingly similar to the Mimi standing in the tunnel--matching white gowns, temporarily tamed curls, and big brown eyes, full of life.

Along with the marriage, Mimi would gain a responsible stepfather, a beautiful and popular blonde stepsister, and a newer, bigger house (but not a new name, as Mimi's mother had decided that she and her daughter would keep their own surname). Mimi could have gained a whole new life. A better life. But her rebellious, spiteful, fourteen-year-old self had decided against it with seven words.

She remembered the conversation being shown so well. Her mother had sat down with her right before the wedding and said, "Mimi, it's really important to me that you approve of all this. You know, it's been a while since your dad died, and I don't expect Jim to replace your father, but he is a really great guy and Belle is really sweet." Mimi sat and pondered. Her anger boiled. She knew these descriptions were accurate, but she didn't want new people and she didn't want a new life.

"I hate them," she said scornfully, and, barely above a whisper, she added, "and I hate you."

With those words, she officially shut out everyone. Mimi didn't know what she wanted or why she didn't want this. She had longed to be normal, and here was her chance to be a part of a normal family, and she turned them away. But she had grown used to being alone--she didn't need anyone.

The scene ended, but the square remained motionless, as if expecting Mimi to relive the rest on her own.

The rest of the wedding had proceeded. Mimi had looked angry in all of the pictures taken that day, and her mother had looked as though she was about to cry, but certainly not from joy. Mimi felt horrible every time she distressed her mother, but quickly learned to dismiss this and all regrets.

Mimi moved into the beautiful house with the beautiful family, only talking to her stepfather and stepsister when it was completely necessary. Belle was always having friends over, and, like her former classmates, Mimi's jealousy mutated into unspoken hostility. She was sick of everything; she wanted to leave.

Mimi's thoughts quickly stopped as she was again moved forward in the tunnel. She could sense exactly what would be shown to her next.