I'm writing this with my friend, AND WE'VE VENTURED INTO NEW TERRITORY! (All the other chapters were already written. This is all new!) We don't own RENT. This story is postRENT. That's about all there is to say, other than I hope you enjoy reading this.
The next few hours were boring and lonely, considering I couldn't do anything without running into a wall. The door opened and I turned blindly toward the sound. There was a tall dark blob and a smaller blob in the door.
"Mark! What happened to your glasses?"
"Well, tell me who you are first, seeing as I have no fucking clue without my glasses." I muttered.
"Collins, man."
"Your mother."
"What?"
"Just kidding, it's Morgan."
"Morgan? As in the Morgan that stole my glasses and left me here blind for the past few hours?" I asked dumbly.
"Yeah, that Morgan." The little blob said.
"So that's what happened to your glasses," the big blob, Collins, mumbled.
"I think you've suffered enough," Morgan said, "Let me just get your glasses out…uh oh."
"Uh oh?" I whispered nervously.
"I can't seem to be able to find them Mark." Morgan said slyly.
"Oh Morgan Olivia Cohen, this is not funny. Give me back my glasses." I nearly yelled.
"Your initials are MOC?" Collins asked, "As in 'mock' almost. As in 'let's tease people'?"
I could tell Morgan was beaming. "Yup!"
"Go figure,"
"Yeah, while you go figure, can I please have my glasses back?" I asked. Morgan didn't move, "If you break them you are getting me a new pair, and another eye exam. And you're going to have to stay with me the entire time."
"Fine," Morgan sighed.
I felt her put my glasses back on my head. "Why are they so dirty?" I asked cleaning them on my shirt. Morgan shrugged,
"They were like that when I stole them."
I shrugged and sat back down on the couch. My camera lay idly in my lap. Morgan sat down next to me and grabbed my hand. "Wha-?"
"Marky," She started, her green eyes as big as saucers. "It's almost Halloween,"
"Uh oh..." Collins laughed
"No, I am not taking you trick-or-treating."
She snapped back to normal and raised an eyebrow at me. But as soon as it had come it had gone and she was trying to be cute again. "Can I have a Halloween party here? Pleaaaaaaseeeeeeee?"
I laughed and cranked up my camera. "Do that again," I said, searching for Morgan through the viewfinder.
"Do what?" She asked.
"That 'pleaaaaaaseeeeeeee' thing."
Morgan sighed. "Why?"
"Because it was funny and cute and I'm thinking of starting a new documentary."
"Really?" Collins asked, "On what?"
"Little sisters and their need to be obnoxious, annoying and totally adorable to get their way with everything." I answered.
Both Collins and Morgan laughed. "For that, I will." She answered.
"Good."
Her eyes once again grew large and she looked straight into the camera. "Marky, can I have a Halloween party here? Pleaaaaaaseeeeeeee?" she begged.
I started laughing. Gosh this would make such a great documentary. Morgan was the perfect 'guinea pig'. "Sure," I answered casually, "Just no junkies."
"But those are all my friends!" Morgan protested seriously. But after seeing the look on my face, she added, "I'm just joking Mark. Gosh, you need to chill! Your friends are my friends. I didn't really have any back home."
The room grew silent. I'm sure Collins was utterly confused. I mean, why wouldn't Morgan have friends? She was sweet and energetic and fun. Of course, she was also autistic, which counteracted everything else. "Hey Collins!" Morgan said, breaking the awkward silence, "Wanna come to my Halloween party?"
"Sure!" He said.
I sighed, "This isn't going to be a big old Halloween extravaganza is it?" I asked.
"Not unless you want it to be!" Morgan giggled. "Can I have Anne's phone number?"
Uh oh… "Uh… Why?" I asked
"To invite her! Duh!"
Reluctantly I pulled the paper out of my pocket and handed it to her. "Just don't scare her away please." I mumbled.
Laughing Morgan raced to the phone. "Hi, Anne?" I heard her say, "Yeah, its Morgan. Listen, I just wanted to invite you to my Halloween party. Well, duh, of course it's on Halloween! No, he won't take me. Yeah, I know, he really should. Maybe you and I can drag him out. Yeah, costume party. Great! See you later then!"
I raised my eyebrow as she walked back over. "Costume party?" I asked, "Who won't take you where? I'm confused…"
"Nothing to worry your head over," Morgan replied, "Except the costume part, because if you don't come with a costume…"
"Yeah, I don't even WANT to know what you'll do with me."
Collins laughed. "Costume party, ay?" he mumbled, "I think I have just the idea…" With that, he walked out the door.
"See Mark," Morgan said, shifting closer to me for warmth and laying her head on my shoulder, "Collins is getting ready for Halloween. He's excited. I'm sure he'll go all out, just like everyone else. But the one person I'd think getting all decked out for Halloween would be good for isn't going to do it."
"Who ever said I wasn't going to dress up?"
Morgan gave me a look that screamed, Don't make me laugh Mark. You know perfectly well you're not going to. "Whatever you say brother dearest."
I was about to answer, when Maureen and Joanne burst in the door. "I will not take it anymore!" Joanne was practically shouting, "I'm tired of it!"
"Come on Pookie," Maureen cooed, "It's okay."
I felt Morgan stiffen up beside me. She didn't like fighting any more than I did. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing!" both women said at once and Maureen continued, "We just wanted to say 'hi' and figured you'd pay more attention to us if we were fighting."
"This was all Maureen's doing," Joanne added, "She convinced me."
I laughed, shaking my head. That sure sounded like something Maureen would do. "Hey!" Morgan said loudly, making my ears ring a bit, "Do you guys wanna come to my Halloween party?"
"I'll have to check my schedule," Joanne muttered, but when she saw the disappointed look on Morgan's face, she added, "But I'll most likely be able to make it sweetie, don't worry!"
Morgan smiled widely and Maureen shrieked, "Halloween party? Costume?"
Morgan nodded. "Is there any other kind?"
Maureen jumped up and down and plopped down on the couch next to my little sister. "Oh this is going to be so much fun!" she nearly shouted, "Oh, Morgan, please let me help you plan! We'll make this the best Halloween party this town has ever seen!"
To be continued…
