Ok, so kind of disappointed, no reviews last chapter. I was hoping for something seeing how this was my first fanfic. So either no one read it or no one liked it…something. Still, however please don't be too harsh, but constructive criticism is always welcomed. Please R&R. I do not own Rent or any of the characters, however I have created my own character in this chapter.

Joanne went rushing into the building, out of breath; she had made it back in time. As she got off the elevator she briskly walked down the hall back to her office, hoping no one would notice her coming back late.

"Joanne, there you are," she heard from behind her. Damn it. She slowing turned around to see a tall, built black man practically running down the hallway to catch up to her. "I've been looking for you for the last hour. I wanted to see if you wanted to go out to lunch, maybe tomorrow?" the man paused waiting for a reply, but Joanne just stood there not really knowing what to say to him. "Well," he continued "where were you?"

Flustered, Joanne mumbled, "I went home for lunch" and had sex with my girlfriend, this thought caused a little smirk to come over Joanne's face.

Looking slightly confused by her statement and smirk, "Huh, didn't really figure you the type to really take a lunch break. You are always so busy, no nonsense type of lawyer. I like that about you Joanne." He smiled, knowing flattery always got you somewhere, especially with women.

Wow does he have the prettiest smile and those eyes, so dark and…She suddenly snapped out of this trance that he had somehow caught her in, "Yeah, well I have a meeting so…yeah I should probably go." She quickly turned and headed back to her office, half thankful to be out of that conversation and half wondering if he was watching her walk away.

She had set down at her desk, trying to quickly review some points for her meeting. However, she was having a hard time getting him out of her mind. He was actually a new lawyer at the firm, his name was Steve Carter. She actually knew him from high school; he was her high school sweetheart. They had started dated the summer between their sophomore and junior year. She was completely in love with him…or at least she thought she was in love with him. They had dated until their sophomore year of college. She had went to NYU, while he went to Brown. She was the one who had broke it off. She had met Kelly, her first girlfriend, who to this day Maureen didn't like hearing about. However, Joanne didn't tell Steve about Kelly, she just used the whole, "we are growing apart" speech. Actually, she didn't even think Steve knew she was gay.

Steve had been hired about a week ago, by who other than her mom. Joanne's mom had always held onto this dream that Joanne would settle down with a nice man and buy a house with a white picket fence and have her some grandchildren. So, when Steve's application came across her mom's desk, he was almost hired on the spot. Joanne knew her mom did it just because of her dream of Joanne marrying a man, particularly Steve. Joanne had always thought her mom was more upset about their breakup than either of them were at the time.

Joanne was deep into her thoughts when she was startled by a loud pounding at her down. "Come in." Joanne's mom walked in.

"Oh hi baby. Did you see Steve? He was looking for you, something about lunch or dinner, something. Where were you? You should go out to dinner with him tonight. He's so nice Joanne, I'm sure he'd love to take you out somewhere nice tonight. You guys always looked so cute together. Did you see him in that suit?" Her mom was talking so fast Joanne couldn't get a word in edgewise.

"Mom", she finally interrupted, "I have a meeting." Joanne got up and walked out. As she got to the doorway, she turned around looking at her mom, "and I'm not going to dinner or anywhere with Steve, we're over, we have been over for quite awhile, I love Maureen mom, you remember her, the hot brunette! I don't have feelings like that for Steve anymore," she paused and with a smirk added, "or any man".

Joanne walked to the conference room, her head held high for the fact of what she had said to her mom. She was never good at standing up to her mom.

The meeting had begun with yet another lawyer rambling on about some new case. Joanne's mind started wondering off; surprisingly to Joanne her thoughts weren't off Maureen, but of Steve. Are my feelings really over for Steve? I just can't seem to get him out of my head. I love Maureen, don't I? And why did I go home for lunch today, that's not like me. Did I really go home for lunch because I love Maureen and I just wanted to see her or just because I needed to remind myself I was with Maureen?

There is my stab at ch. 2. Please review.