Author's Notes: So yea here's the next chapter. Sorry I wasn't able to get it up when promised. Had a lot come up. But I hope you like it. Oh for those who haven't heard the song Just Some Guy by Anthony Rapp, DOWNLOAD IT. Or write me and I'll burn it for you. Where I'm from we don't get C.D.'s like his but if fantastic! Probably one of the best I've heard in awhile. It's a crime against all woman kind that he's gay! By the way don't own RENT or any of the other plays mentioned in this chapter and I swear this is that last chapter for awhile that has lyrics in the story. Enjoy! No Day But Today.

Lucky Star:

Chapter 3:

VIVE LA VIE BOHEME.

Lucky turned her head quickly hoping they hadn't seen her. She turned to Zach on her right who was talking to Sam and Austin about being offered a part in a film. "I don't know if I'm ready to jump to film." Zach said. "Come on Zach, everyone jumps to film." Austin said in shock. "And everyone who doesn't make it in film jumps to the stage." Sam laughed. Lucky scowled at this, "Oh come on princess. You know it's true." Sam said throwing his arm around her shoulder as the Matera D led them to their table.

"I still say film is easier then theater. You can do the same scene over and over until you get right. We only have one shot at it." Lucky mutters sitting at a long table. "That may be true, but that's the difference between actors and thespians." Sam smiled sitting next to Lucky. On her other side sat Dianna. Lucky looked around, not much had changed since she'd last been here. Still the same crazy décor, still the same struggling artists sitting with coffee or tea, still the same wanna be actors being servers.

"Not much has changed, but me." Lucky whispered to herself. "And what a lovely change it was." Zach whispered in her ear as he kissed her temple as Lucky blushed. Zach might be gay but he could still make a girl feel special.

Mark Cohen watched as Lucy sat with the large group. How long had she been back? And why hadn't she contacted any of them? Maureen looked at Mark and then at Roger who also sat speechless. "Who's Lucy?" Maureen asked. Mimi shrugged but Collins and Benny smiled sadly. "My sister." Roger answered quietly. "Sister!" Mimi looked surprised. Roger had never talked about having a sister. "Which one is she?" Maureen asked. "It doesn't matter she won't want to see us." Mark said looking down at his tea. "Why not?" Mimi asked looking between the two roommates. Collins gently touched her shoulder and shook his head, "Let's just say things were said that can't be taken back." Collins said softly.

Roger watched as Lucy talked with others in her group and cringed when the tall, elegant looking black man kissed Lucy's temple. Roger sighed; there had been a day when Mark and he were the only ones who could make her smile like that. Her hair was bleached blond; Roger mentally decided he didn't like it. When she left she'd had beautiful chocolate and copper hair that she'd inherited from their mother. Lucy's soft hazel eyes held a hint of sadness to them. Roger had missed his little sister. Roger smiled as he looked at the tank top shirt she wore having the name of his old band on it. The girl was probably freezing.

Roger watched as two other guys besides the black man flirted with her always finding an excuse to touch her. Roger's big brother instinct grabbed hold. If it hadn't been for the fact Mimi and Maureen both sat in his way he would've gone over there and order Lucy home. "But you can't, you gave that up in one of your heroin addicted fits." Roger thought to himself.

Lucky was laughing at something Sam and Austin were saying when she heard, "Kiki I'm surprised and bright and charming girl like you would hang with these slackers who don't adhere to deals." Lucky turned to see Nicholas standing at the end of the table singing to her. Lucky blushed crimson and groaned, "We have got to get a life outside of theater."

Lucky's eyes followed Nicholas as he walked around the table singing. That's when she noticed Robert had sat behind a set drum on stage. Her attention then turned back to Nicholas.

"They make fun yet I'm the one attempting to do some good. Or do you really want a neighborhood where people piss on your stoop every night?" Nicholas walked around the table looking smug and important. He stopped across the table from Sam and stared right at him as he continued to sing, "Bohemia, Bohemia's a fallacy in your head." Nicholas reached over and flicked Sam in his forehead giving Sam a smirk as he continued, "This is Calcutta, Bohemia is dead."

Mark, Roger, Collins, Mimi, Maureen, and especially Benny all watched the two young men. "Isn't this music from your show?" Maureen asked. "Yea, it's La Vie Boheme. My question is how do they know it?" Roger muttered to himself. Benny looked at the young man, "That's me isn't it?" he asked. "Yup." Collins asked smiling at Benny's horrified look. "Was I really that cocky?" Benny looked at his lover. "Yea, but we forgive you. You were a different person." Collins leaned over kissing Benny's neck as they continued to watch. The curly red head that had been flirting with Lucy a minute ago began to rise with a grin on his face.

"Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes. Here she lies. No one knew her worth. The late great daughter of mother earth: On this night when we celebrate the birth. In that little town of Bethlehem: We raise our glass- you bet your ass- to La vie Boheme." Sam climbed on the table as Robert started tapping out the beat to the song on the drums. Lucky grinned at the others. The cast began to join in with "La vie Boheme." Lucky couldn't wait to see what Sam was going to do with this song.

"To days of inspiration: playing hookie making something out of nothing. The need to express, to communicate: to going against the grain, going insane, going mad. To loving tension, no pension, to more than one dimension, to starving for attention, hating convention, hating pretension: not to mention of course hating dear old mom and dad." Sam began to dance around on the table singing loudly. "To riding your bike midday past the three- piece suits: To fruits to no absolutes: To Absolute- to choice." Sam reached down picking up Lucky's tequila shot Austin had ordered for her. He raised the shot and continued, "To the Village Voice, to any passing fad: To being an us- for once-," he and Austin clinked shots "instead of a them-" Sam and Austin slammed the shot quick and yelled, "LA VIE BOHEME!"

Cheers were heard when Zach and Lucky joined Sam on the tables and began to sing their parts, "To handcrafted beers made in local breweries: to yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans, and cheese: To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo: To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou." Lucky moved over to Sam dancing with him as Brandi and Robert picked up their part, "Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion, creation, vacation." Lucky grabbed Sam's face and kissed his lips grabbing his private area and spoke, "Mucho masturbation."

Mark thought he was going to be sick. Watching Lucy with her friends act out the scene from his and Roger's play; "How do they know it?" Mark thought as he watched Lucy and the black man from earlier climb up on the tables and started to dance and sing. He'd always enjoyed watching her dance. Lucy made it look easy. He took a sip of his rapidly cooling tea and nearly choked when Lucy grabbed her friend's face kissed him grabbing his dick in her hand and sang "Mucho Masturbation." Mark couldn't handle this he tried to move Collins and Benny but they were too distracted by the show to notice.

Sam grabbed Lucky by her waist pulling her back flush against his chest as they sang and others from their group joined them on the table. "Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow: To blow of Auntie Em. La vie Boheme." Brandi moved up against Lucky's chest as Sam took her hand pulling her closer continuing to grind against Lucky, " Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens, carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee Herman: German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein, Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa, Carmina Burana. To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy, Vaclav Havel- The Sex Pistols, 8BC, to no shame- never playing the Fame Game." The group stopped and looked at Robert sitting at the drums. He smirked yelling out, "To marijuana!"

Austin pulled Sam away from Lucky as Zach pulled Brandi away moving to allow Nicholas in between the two girls. Nicholas grabbed Lucky's waist hoisting her up, Lucky wrapped her legs around his waist as the group came to the end of their abridged song. "To sodomy, it's between God and me. To S&M! La Vie Boheme, La Vie Boheme." Sam moved away from Austin to finish the song, "Is anyone in the mainstream? Anyone alive with a sex drive tear down the wall aren't we all. The opposite of war isn't peace. It's creation. La Vie Boheme." Sam looked from one end of their group to the other and nodded as the cast yelled, "VIVE LA VIE BOHEME!" The crowd at the restaurant started to cheer and clap for the impromptu performance.

Mark toke the opportunity as Benny and Collins stood to clap for the group to slide out of the booth and start towards the door. If he was lucky, Lucy hadn't seen him yet and he could just slip out the door and back into her memory. Apparently luck wasn't on his side as a blond with haunting eyes jumped right in his pathway. "Lucy." He breathed.

Lucky saw him head towards the door. No more running she decided in that minute. 5 years ago he had broken Lucy Davis. He had turned all her emotions against her and made her feel worthless. But she was no longer the child that followed her big brother and his best friend around. She was no longer Lucy Davis. Now she was Lucky Rohen. Lucky, because she'd gotten out of Alphabet City more or less unscathed, and Rohen because she'd survived her brother Roger Davis and his best friend Mark Cohen. No more running she decided and she wasn't going to let him. He was going to face the monster he'd created when he broke her heart. With out even thinking she moved to the end of the table and jumped in his pathway. Mark looked surprised to see her and even more surprise when she spoke, "Not leaving are we Mark. Hell the funs just begun."

Roger was in awe of the woman his baby sister had become. She not only was beautiful but she was talented and could sing. She had grown strong with no help from him. He watched as Mark headed for the door: and he just about fell over when Lucy had stopped Mark from leaving.

Mark stared at the woman before him. This wasn't the young innocent girl he'd chased away with lies and secrets. This wasn't the girl that he had watch pack her stuff and get on the subway to never be heard from again. This girl was a woman, a strong woman whom wasn't scared of him or the things he had said when she left last time. He just stared at her noticing the changes in her. The long blond hair, the hazel eyes that had been haunting before but now with flecks of silver, green, blue, and copper were down right bewitching. Her body had filled out though she still was thinner then the last time he'd seen her she was beautiful. "Lucy…" Mark started.

Just as Mark had started to say something Austin came up behind Lucky wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck. "And who is this sexily innocent young man Lucky. Been keeping him in your closet?" Austin whispered just loud enough for Mark and Lucky to hear. "Austin Calston, Mark Cohen. Mark this is Austin Calston." Lucky introduced the two men. "Lucky we're bored, where's the closes club?" Austin whined. "Cat Scratch is up the road, it's a strip bar." Lucky answered. "Sweet: coming?" Austin asked releasing Lucky, "Go on with out me." Lucky muttered distractingly.

Mark looked at Lucy, "Lucky?" he asked. "My stage name, Lucky Rohen." Lucky answered. "Lucy I was…" Mark started. "I don't want to hear it Mark. It's in the past and the past can't be fixed." Lucky said coldly. She didn't want to talk about what had happen. Didn't' do her any good to dwell on it. "Lucky, sugar, aren't you going to introduce us." Zach said walking up to the two. "Zacharius Brown, Mark Cohen." Lucky nodded towards Mark. Zach's once warm tone dropped ten degrees as he spoke, "The Mark Cohen Lucky?" Lucky sighed, "The one and only."

"Roger's here, he'd probably like to see you Luc." Mark muttered. "Good, show me to him." Lucky demanded. Zach started to grin, "Luc?" Zach asked unable to contain himself. "Lucy was my full name." Lucky explained. "So where's the other half of your brain?" Zach asked. Mark looked surprised at the man who seemed to have already decided he didn't like Mark much. "Other half?" Mark asked dumbly. "He's talking about Roger, where's Roger?" Lucky looked at Mark as if he was a complete idiot. He turned and walked back to the table they'd been sitting in. Zach squeezed Lucky's hand and they followed him. This wasn't going to be easy and they bother knew it.

Roger and the rest of his table watched as Mark approached with the two people in tow. When the got close to the table Roger climbed over the table leaving the rest shocked. Roger never did anything like that unless he was very emotional or angry. "Lucy." Roger grabbed Lucky by the waist and the back of the neck pulling her into his chest. "Your okay, God I've missed you." Roger whispered into Lucky's hair. "I can't say I'm sorry enough." Roger could feel tears well in her eyes. She was back, his baby sister Lucy, a little worse for wear. She was a bit emotionally damaged but alive. Roger held Lucky close just taking in her. She had the same sweet smell of sandalwood and vanilla. It was calming on his nerves.

Lucky looked helplessly as she and Roger embraced. Zach could see that she was uncomfortable in his arms. When Roger pulled back Lucky stepped towards Zach as he opened her arms. "Hey Roger." Lucky said with a half smile. Zach could feel her trembling in his arms.

"What the hell is up with not saying hi to me princess?" Collins said standing up. He had seen Lucky tremble and could see the pain his friends were in. "COLLINS!" Lucky squealed and launched herself at Collins. When Lucky had lived with Mark and Roger, Collins would drop in from time to time. He'd been there for her on her worse night. He'd helped her pack and held her hand as she waited for the subway out of Alphabet City. Collins had never judged her for running away and never treated her like a child. Lucky wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey princess, take Broadway by storm yet?" Collins asked. "You could say that." Lucky said letting go.

Roger had never been jealous of Collins till this moment. When Lucy looked at him it was with a look of fear and pain, much like a puppy that had been beaten one too many times. His heart had constricted when he watch Lucy come alive at the sight of Collins. He watched as Collins and Lucy talked admittedly about her experiences.

"Baby you going to introduce us?" Benny said poking Collins in the side. "Oh right, you never got to meet. Benjamin Coffin the Third meet…" Collins started but Benny interrupted. "Lucky Rohen, yeah I know. I saw you in Phantom of the Opera and then in Noises Off. You were fantastic." Benny said shaking her hand. Lucky blushed as she spoke, "I don't know about fantastic, I think Zach here made me look better then I actually was. Benjamin…" Lucky started. "Benny." Benny interrupted. "Benny," Lucky smiled and then continued, "meet Zacharius Brown. He played the Phantom in the play." Benny looked in awe. "I'm a great fan of yours." Benny spoke. "Great then you can buy me a drink." Zach said kissing Lucky's temple he whispered, "Are you going to be okay?" Lucky nodded her head.

Mark was furious, how dare this man suggest that they would do anything to hurt Lucy, Lucky, whatever she was going by. "Pookie, you never said you knew a famous actress." Maureen spoke to him. Mark flushed at the awful nickname she'd given him when they dated. "Pookie?" Lucy looked at him in question and then her face turned to stone. "Oh, now I get it." Lucy muttered. "Hi, Lucy Davis, Roger's younger sister. Lucky is my stage name. You can call me either. I answer to both." Lucky said formally. "Maureen Johnson." Maureen shook Lucky's hand. "Yea I know I caught a couple of your shows. Cute, did good work for what you had." Lucky gave her eat shit grin as she adorned what Austin refer to as her Ice Princess persona. The one usually reserved for photographers that she found annoying.

"So you work in film?" Lucky turned to the girl that asked. She was Hispanic and very pretty with dark curly hair. "No, I work on the stage. I'm a thespian, actors just know the lines, and thespians do them with style." Lucky grinned. "Cute. I'm Mimi Marquez, Roger's girlfriend. Why don't you sit down and you can tell me everything about Roger when he was a child." Mimi offered. "That's very nice of you Mimi but I have an early work out tomorrow and have to be in Manhattan by two for a costume fitting, but I would very much like to get to know you." Lucky decided she liked Mimi. She was sweet and had a nice smile.

"Maybe you could drop by the loft tomorrow?" Roger asked hopefully. Lucky debated and then sighed. "Yea I guess I could. You still live in the same place?" Lucky asked. "Yea." Roger mumbled embarrassed. "Still like Kung Pow chicken?" Lucky smiled. If Roger was still living in the same place she could almost guarantee that he was broke. "Yea." Roger nodded. "Mark you still eat Orange Chicken?" Lucky turned and looked at Mark. She may not like him but he was still Roger's best friend and she'd be nice to him if it killed her. Mark nodded as Maureen jumped up and said, "I like fried rice with chicken and mushrooms." "That's great but I don't think you were invited." Lucky said and turned and walked away. Lucky may have to be nice to Mark but she'd shoot herself in the head before she was nice to the woman that had taken him from her.

"What the hell was that about?" Maureen screeched. Mark ignored her and followed Lucy out noticing that Zach and Benny were still talking at the bar. Lucky was out on the sidewalk walking towards the Cat Scratch Club when Mark walked up behind her. "Lucy…" he started. He never saw the hand rise until Lucky's hand connected with Mark's check in a residual slap. Mark was shocked as he looked at Lucky's eyes, "That was five years coming Cohen." Lucky yelled. "I may have to be nice to you for Roger's sake but by no means are we even remotely friends. I hate you Mark. You broke me and I hate you for that. So do me a favor and stay as far as possible away from me." Lucky said as she turned from him walking down the street.

"I'll go with her." Mark turned to see Zach and Collins behind him. Zach was giving him a cold look. "Please stay away from her. She nearly died last time, I don't know if I can fix her if it happens again." Zach begged and then walked away from Collins and Mark. "Let's get you back to the loft and some ice for that." Collins said swinging his arm around Mark's neck.

Author's Closing:

Hope you like it. For those who are like what the hell? Lucky and Lucy are the same person. Lucy Davis Lucky Rohen. And for those who are confused on how she got the name Lucky Rohen here's the easiest way I know how to explain it:

Lucky, came from feeling lucky she got out of her relationship with Roger and Mark still alive.

And

Rohen came from both Mark and Roger. Roger RO and Mark Cohen HEN hence ROHEN. Understand?

Oh by the way I checked the spelling on Mark and Joanna's name against the RENT's official website and that's how they spell it so I'm going to go with it unless someone can point me in another direction. Remember:

NO DAY BUT TODAY!