Chapter 5
Mimi's alarm clock went off at nine o clock that next morning. She yawned and stretched, remembering how good it had been to see everybody again last night. The place beside her was empty so she knew that her fiancé Darren had to be downstairs in their makeshift practice studio, So, she went and took a shower, enjoying the alone time. Although she was very much in love with Darren, she couldn't help but remember how Roger's jeans had been tight in all the right places last night.
Stop it, Mimi told herself. You are about to be married. Roger left you to pursue fame and glory. She finished her shower and walked down the hall to the studio. It was really just an empty room with mirrors and dance mats.
Darren looked up as Mimi came in. "Hello Mimi my love." He greeted her. "What are the plans for today?"
Mimi kissed him on the cheek. "Well, I have to go to the theater to work with a new dancer and then my friends and I are going to meet at the Life Café."
"Your friends?" Darren inquired.
"Honey, I told you about them." Mimi said sighing. "Mark, Maureen, Joanne, Collins, and Roger."
"You mean that asshole Roger who left you alone and suffering from AIDS to go make crappy CD's?" Darren quipped.
"Not again Darren. I told you, I understand why Roger left and he's still my friend. Now I have to get ready to go to work. I'll see you later." She walked purposefully toward the door then turned around. "And I wasn't suffering, I'm fine!"
An hour later Mimi walked up to The Pascal Theater where she was supposed to instruct a new dancer. Standing in front of her was a young woman looking to be about nineteen or twenty with shoulder length brown hair and oval shaped glasses.
"Hi," she said as Mimi came up to her. "I'm Sara, the new dancer."
Author's note: There you go. Sorry it's so short but I'm pushed for time right now. Don't fret Madame Elphaba, you'll be in more chapters.