Disclaimer: On first page. Thanks again Jonathan Larson.

Notes: I thank all of you who have reviewed this so far. It gives me this HUGE smile on my face. Thank you again to the- fraulein (I think anyone who love RENT should read her stuff. It's HELLA awesome) for all your input. Chapter 4 coming soon. Thanks again to all the readers and reviewers. I love you all.

Chapter 3 - Pretty Much The Most Popular Boy

Their rehearsal goes well and I get some great shots of them playing. The other boys still don't like the idea I'm here, but oblige me by posing for the pictures. I'm having some fun. At least Roger didn't ignore me the whole time. Actually he talked to me most of the time.

The time goes by pretty quickly. Before I know it, it's 6 o'clock. Shit, I better get home. My mom's gonna be pissed. I go to tell Roger, but he's not to be found. I start to panic when he comes out of the bathroom. Whew!

"Hey Rog, I have to get going. How am I gonna get home?"

"I'll give my mom a call and have her pick us up." He does. A few minutes later he meets me outside and we wait. "Hey Mark, you wanna hang out after school tomorrow?" Is he for real?

"Uh, sure." I'm flabbergasted.

"Great. Maybe you can come to my house. I'm sure my mom won't mind."

That's when she arrives. We get in the car in the same order and he asks his mom if it's okay I come over tomorrow. She smiles and says that's fine. She looks tired. His mom seems really nice. Nothing like my mom. My mom is loud and obnoxious. And I think she likes my sister Cindy better.

I give his mom directions to my house and she drops me off. I get out and thank her and tell Roger I'll see him tomorrow. I walk up to the door and watch them drive off before going inside.

Once inside my mom attacks me with an array of kisses to the cheek. Ew! "What was that for?" I ask her as I'm wiping my face.

"What, can't I give my little boy a few kisses?" No. And if you touch me again I'll...

"It's gross mom. Go kiss Cindy. She doesn't mind them."

Wrong choice of words. "Oh and you mind them?" She acts hurt. She even pouts. Oh mom, don't do that.

"That's not what I mean mom. I'm sorry. Just please don't ever do it in public." EVER!

She ignores my plea. "Go get washed up, dinner's almost ready. Then after dinner I want you to do your homework. I want you in bed no later than 10 o'clock."

"Okay mom." I run upstairs to my room first and drop off my backpack. I'm still getting over the fact I'm hanging out with Roger tomorrow. He's pretty much the most popular boy in school. Even if he is only in seventh grade. Not to mention he's the best looking boy in the entire school.

I hurry and wash up and rush back downstairs for dinner. I eat quickly, not giving any time for either of my parents to ask how my day was, or what I did. As I'm putting my plate into the sink my mom tells me it's my night for the dishes. Damn.

I run up the stair after I finish the dishes and jump on my bed to begin my homework. I can't stop thinking about Roger. I can't believe I get to spend time with him tomorrow. And on purpose. Which reminds me, I better ask my mom if it's okay for me to go over there after school.

As luck would have it, she knocks on my door. "Come in."

"Mark dear," She opens the door. "Want to tell me about your day?" She asks, but she just means tell. I have no choice.

"Sure mom." She sits on the corner of my bed and looks at me curiously.

"Well mom, my yearbook teacher wanted me to take pictures of random students, but I found most of them to be droll. Then I met Roger, who has a band so I took pictures of them."

"Oh a band. What sort of music do they play? Classical?" Hardly.

"Not exactly mom. They play rock." More like heavy metal.

"Oh! Rock. Well that's nice dear." She didn't seem to happy about that. She even mumbled something about it being the 'devil's music'.

"Uh mom, would it be okay if I go to Roger's house tomorrow after school? His mom says it's okay." I gave her my best innocent look.

"Well, as long as you do your homework I don't see a problem with that. Just be home in time for dinner."

"I will. Thank you." I give her a hug and a kiss even.

She smiles at me. "Get your homework done then take a shower." She gives me a kiss on the forehead then walks out.