A/N: Sorry guys, it's been awhile. I have been too busy for words. Alright, this is just stupid…hehehe, but it amuses me. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about my other story. I love reviews, but if you don't have anything nice to say, please don't say anything at all. Thank you! Enjoy…
Mark
I imagined the beautiful tan princess in there with her soft lips on mine. Her hands running through my hair, my hands on her, um, back? Right, her back. I imagined that she was mad for me and would hang on my every word and giggle at my stupid jokes. I was so caught up in my own fantasies I didn't even hear Roger, Benny, and Collins, clamoring back up the fire escape.
"What the fuck are you doing out here?!?!"
My eyes shot open at the sound of an angry, yet still beautiful voice. I stuttered for an answer.
"Well, I um, you see, you my friends…I—"
"I don't care! Were you spying on me?!?! What am I saying of course you were! I can't believe I…just get in my stupid apartment! You are going to freeze out there."
"I don't think I could freeze standing next to you. You are so, perfect"
She scoffs and I immediately regret ever listening to my asswad roommates.
Mimi
I watch as a skinny, yet tall, blonde man with glasses stumbles into my apartment. He's not so bad, kinda cute. What am I thinking, this guy is a creep! He was spying on me!
"What's your name?" I demand.
"Uh, Mark" He shyly answers.
"So Mark" I respond with attitude "Is this peeping tom thing a hobby of yours, or is it a full time gig?"
"I'm sorry. My roommates and I were, well, ok, my roommate, well, he's gay. So he found a thong on your doorknob and he took it. Then my roommates all think you're hot, so we decided to, uh well." I think he stopped once he realized he was making about as much sense as Anna Nicole Smith on an acid trip.
"Ok, let me get this straight, your gay roommate stole a thong from my doorknob? Then you all get the idea to come and spy on me?"
"Well, yea, but it was mostly my roommates Roger and Benny." I pause a moment. Roger? That name sounds familiar.
"Roger, isn't he that guy always carrying that guitar case?"
"Yeah, that's him." Hmm, he's pretty cute. Mark interrupts my thoughts and continues. "I'm sorry I know we shouldn't have been spying. I'm really sorry." I can't help but think how cute he looks all shy and embarrassed, so I can't resist giving him a small smile.
"Also, it's just, you're so beautiful." He says as he looks down shyly.
"You're just saying that because you saw me naked. You want some ass. I know you guys, you're all the same."
"No, really, I think you're an angel on earth."
"Cut the crap Mark."
"I'm serious."
"Shut up!" I'm starting to get angry. I don't need some guy telling me I'm amazing. We both know I'm not.
"I'm sorry but it's true."
Mark
And with my last comment I mustered up the courage to lean forward and kiss her.
A/N: Ah! So that's that, how will there kiss be? This story is sooo weird. If you want me to continue let me know. If you don't want me to, don't review. Thanks guys! The ending of this chapter is sudden, and may be rewritten.