On the Fire Escape
By Kourin Lucrece
Disclaimer: **mumble**
Author's Note: Hi ya folks!! *waves* Sorry for the wait!!! Thanks for all of your reviews and I regret to inform you that this is the last chapter of On the Fire Escape. Enjoy!!
Chapter 3: Can You Count the Stars?
Mimi sighed contentedly, leaning her head against the rail of the fire escape. It was such a clear night, and despite the fact that it was early November, the temperature was nice. A sound above her caused the small Latino to look up and she grinned. "Hey Mark!"
He smiled at her, before coming to sit down next to her. "Hi Meems," he said with a grin, "Long time no see..."
She laughed. "You saw me this morning, silly."
He sighed, mock-dreamily. "Yes, but you are more lovely by the hour..."
They both laughed as Mimi shoved him slightly. "You playboy! My heart is spoken for."
"I think it would be better to say it's sung for," he told her. She chuckled again and both of them turned to watch the night sky, content to just know the other was there. After a minute though, Mark poked her side and pointed. "There's the first star."
Mimi smiled. "Make a wish!" Then, after a moment, she pointed as well. "There's the next one..."
They continued counting the stars come out for a little bit longer, but soon there were too many to keep track of. Mimi turned to face her friend. "Mark, how many stars are there?" she asked.
The filmmaker chuckled. "I dunno, Meems, there's an awful fucking lot..." he paused for a minute. "Maybe I'll count them for you one night."
"God, Mark, that would take forever!"
He grinned at her. "It would be more interesting than watching you and Roger make out like high school kids!"
She gasped dramatically. "Well, I never!" But, unable to keep an indignant façade for long, the two of them were soon laughing again.
The window opened behind them and Roger stuck his head out. "What's going on out here?" the musician asked them.
"Nothing!" More laughter.
He climbed out to join them, and the three were soon all laughing like small children. After a while they settled down and Mimi leaned her head against Roger's shoulder, and he put an arm around her. Mark leaned back against the wall, watching the velvety sky.
"You know," he commented. "People always said that the North Star leads home, right?"
His friends looked at him curiously. "Yeah, so?"
The filmmaker grinned, pointing up. "It's straight above us."
~Fini~
Well, what do you think?
By Kourin Lucrece
Disclaimer: **mumble**
Author's Note: Hi ya folks!! *waves* Sorry for the wait!!! Thanks for all of your reviews and I regret to inform you that this is the last chapter of On the Fire Escape. Enjoy!!
Chapter 3: Can You Count the Stars?
Mimi sighed contentedly, leaning her head against the rail of the fire escape. It was such a clear night, and despite the fact that it was early November, the temperature was nice. A sound above her caused the small Latino to look up and she grinned. "Hey Mark!"
He smiled at her, before coming to sit down next to her. "Hi Meems," he said with a grin, "Long time no see..."
She laughed. "You saw me this morning, silly."
He sighed, mock-dreamily. "Yes, but you are more lovely by the hour..."
They both laughed as Mimi shoved him slightly. "You playboy! My heart is spoken for."
"I think it would be better to say it's sung for," he told her. She chuckled again and both of them turned to watch the night sky, content to just know the other was there. After a minute though, Mark poked her side and pointed. "There's the first star."
Mimi smiled. "Make a wish!" Then, after a moment, she pointed as well. "There's the next one..."
They continued counting the stars come out for a little bit longer, but soon there were too many to keep track of. Mimi turned to face her friend. "Mark, how many stars are there?" she asked.
The filmmaker chuckled. "I dunno, Meems, there's an awful fucking lot..." he paused for a minute. "Maybe I'll count them for you one night."
"God, Mark, that would take forever!"
He grinned at her. "It would be more interesting than watching you and Roger make out like high school kids!"
She gasped dramatically. "Well, I never!" But, unable to keep an indignant façade for long, the two of them were soon laughing again.
The window opened behind them and Roger stuck his head out. "What's going on out here?" the musician asked them.
"Nothing!" More laughter.
He climbed out to join them, and the three were soon all laughing like small children. After a while they settled down and Mimi leaned her head against Roger's shoulder, and he put an arm around her. Mark leaned back against the wall, watching the velvety sky.
"You know," he commented. "People always said that the North Star leads home, right?"
His friends looked at him curiously. "Yeah, so?"
The filmmaker grinned, pointing up. "It's straight above us."
~Fini~
Well, what do you think?
