A/N: I don't own any of the RENT characters. Though I wish I did. This is my first fanfiction. So thanx for reading and Plz review.
Angel hated this part of the day. When she was alone and had no one to lean on. No strong arm to hold on to. But what she couldn't stand the most were the stares. The judgemental looks of so called "normal people". As she looked in the mirror she chose to not dress up today. She really didn't feel good. She was only going for a walk in the park. She checked the outside weather and saw the snowy ground. She put on a pair of warm, corduroy overalls and a deep red turtleneck. She should still look fashionable, even if she wasn't dressed comfortably. She snuck into Collins' closet and looked at his choice of shoes. They were so pathetic! None the less, she took a pair of black boots and headed for the door. "My baby wont mind", Angel thought as she fumbled with the door handle.
The outside winds sent a terrible chill through her and made her shiver. What she wanted more than anything right now were Collins' strong arms wrapped tight around her. She detested how long Collins had to work. As she neared the park she saw a curly mass of faded brown hair. A girl, she thought. She couldn't see her face because her head was in her hands and she was shaking. She walked closer and recognized her. "Mimi, honey, why are you crying out here all alone?" Angel knew it had something to do with Roger. As much as she loved that boy sometimes she just wanted to smack him. The girl looked up and scooted closer to her. Yep. It was Mimi. No matter what was happening she always had top make body contact. She opened his arms and she fell against him.
Angel didn't expect to feel like this with her. She felt like an older sister to her. Trying to protect her. Mimi's faint whisper of a voice broke her thoughts. "We fought again and...he kicked me out." She said trying to hold back another breakdown. "Oh, Mimi, your always welcome to stay with Collins and I", She loved Mimi so much. Not like she loved Collins but like her sister. Mimi may be a stripper and an ex-junkie, thanks to Angel, but she had this weird, innocently yet wise quality about her. She was like a child that needed love, attention and mostly a pair of sisterly arms to pick her up and take her shoppingwhen she was down. "Really?"She said with those adorable pleading eyes. Angel gave Mimi a big smile. "No, Mimi, your never ever allowed to stay with us because we both completely and utterly detest you."
They both began laughing as the so called "normal" people stared at them and rolled their eyes.
What did they expect to see in New York?