A/N: The second chapter. I don't own RENT. All other people in the story are based on real people, except for Steve, who I made up. If Christine seems unrealistic, trust me, you haven't seen her in real life. Again, this is semi based on "The Terrible Mix Up" by An Anonymous Soul. Oh, and I stole Die Again Tomorrow Forever from Jimmy Neutron, although it's definitely not rated R on there. RATE AND REVIEW!

Meanwhile, in a Rhode Island high school…

"I can't believe Mrs. Epson assigned us a seminar on Friday I already have an English paper due Friday, a whole bunch of math problems, and an French test on Friday" Miranda complained as she walked home from school with her friends.

"Mrs. Epson's a bitch. She hates me, I know it," Tara, Miranda's best friend, added.Miranda and Tara were in lots of classes together, and they always hung out with Tara's boyfriend, Steve, and their friend Christine.

"Tara Watch your language" Christine exclaimed.

"Oh come on, Christine. It's not that bad. Lighten up, for once" Steve commented. "I agree with Tara. Mrs. Epson hates me, too."

"Well, I think she's nice. She does give a lot of homework, though."

"Christine, the only reason that you think Mrs. Epson is nice is because you suck up to her, like you do with every other teacher," Miranda retorted. "Hey guys, I'm thinking of asking Ethan Kant out."

"Good for you Ethan seems like a nice boy. He's in some of my classes, and he's really smart," Christine commented.

"Maybe he can help you out with some of your homework, since you're always complaining about it," Tara said.

"I'll be lucky if I can muster up the courage to ask him out in the first place, let alone ask him for help on my homework."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. What's the worst that can happen?" Tara asked.

"He could say no."

"True, but I don't think he'll say no. At least he's not going out with anybody else right now," Christine commented. "I think you should go for it."

"Well, I might as well. Hey, do you guys want to go see a movie this weekend? Die Again Tomorrow Forever comes out on Friday."

"Erm, Miranda, aren't you forgetting something?" Christine asked.

"What? Do you not want to see Die Again Tomorrow Forever? It's going to be the smash hit of the year"

"But Miranda, it's rated R. We can't get in by ourselves, we're only 15."

"So? We just by a ticket for another movie that's playing at the same time, and then go see Die Again Tomorrow Forever instead It's foolproof I do it all the time," Tara added.

"My parents will never let me. I'm not a fan of those spy movies, either."

"Ok Christine, what movie would you rather see?"

"March of the Bunnies," Christine replied.

"March of the Bunnies? Are you insane? That's for little kids I, for one, do not want to go and see bunnies marching around for an hour and a half," Steve commented.

"Fine then. I just won't go with you guys. I didn't like it the last time I went to the movies with you. Tara and Steve were making out the entire time, and you made me go get a refill of the popcorn in the middle of the movie"

"We were all out" Miranda protested.

"And we were not making out during the entire movie. Just the boring parts," Tara added.

"It'll be fine, Christine. How about we have Lauren take us? She's 18, and she owes me one. You know that window that she broke? She had a dance the next day, and she didn't want to get grounded, so she told Mom and Dad that I broke the window. This is perfect payback for that," Miranda said.

"I still don't want to see that movie. It looks really freaky, and there's probably lots of swear words in it," Christine protested.

"Who cares?" Steve said.

"Well, I do. I, for one, never use that kind of language, unlike most of you. Die Again Tomorrow Forever sounds like a stupid movie, anyway, and I don't want to..." Suddenly, Renee fell to the ground.

"Christine, are you ok? This isn't funny, Christine, wake up" Miranda shouted.

"She seemed fine before. I don't know what happened," Tara said. "I've never known her to randomly faint like that before."

Miranda, Tara, and Steve stared down at Christine, who lay down on the sidewalk, looking almost dead.

At the loft...

"Mimi? Are you ok? Oh God... she was fine just a minute ago. Mimi, I love you. I don't want to lose you again!" Roger exclaimed.

"Calm down, she's going to be all right. Look, she's still breathing. I think she's going to be ok," Mark said reassuringly.

Mimi's eyes began to open. But they weren't the eyes that Roger had sang about. They were a wide, innocent blue color. Her voice sounded younger and drastically different.

"Huh...What happened? Where am I? Why am I in this?" She shouted, gesturing at her fishnets, skirt, and stilettos.

"Baby? Are you ok? Do you...remember who I am?" Roger asked worriedly.

"She must have hit her head pretty hard. She probably has amnesia," Mark observed.

"Mimi, maybe this will help you remember," Roger said as he began to kiss her on the lips. She pulled back immediately.

"Get away from me! Who's Mimi? I'm Christine! Christine Hyatt! I don't know who any of you people are! Can someone please tell me what's happening here, cause I'm really confused," Christine yelled.

"Well, you were helping us to fix the TV, you tripped over the cord, and then you passed out," Mark explained.

"I don't remember any of that!" Christine protested.

"Mimi, are you sure you don't remember any of us?" Roger asked, hoping that she would at least remember him.

"I would remember if I'd seen you before. But I haven't. I don't know who Mimi is! I told you, I'm Christine Hyatt! Now, can someone please tell me why I'm here instead of with Miranda, Tara, and Steve, and why I'm in fishnets? Ew!"

"Um, you bought those fishnets yesterday after work. You were just trying them on. You look great in them, by the way," Roger complimented her, trying to make her remember.

"I don't care! I've never worn fishnets in my entire life! I've never dressed like this, ever. I'm serious. I wish I was with Miranda and Tara and Steve again! I wouldn't care if we were seeing Die Again Tomorrow Forever!" Christine lamented.

"You were going to see Die Again Tomorrow Forever? I thought you were going to stay home and watch Freaky Friday with us!" Maureen, who had just entered the room, said.

"Erm...she was... Maureen, Mimi's...not herself today..." Mark tried to explain.

"For the last time, I'm not Mimi! I'm Christine! Stop calling me that! I never bought any fishnets, I've never met any of you before, and I have no idea what I'm doing here!" Christine shouted, almost about to cry.

"Guys, she's scared. Mimi... I mean, Christine, come with me and we'll try to make sense of all this," Maureen said, leading Christine out of the room.

"What is with her? I deserve to spend time with my girlfriend!" Roger shouted.

"Roger, I doubt that Mimi remembers any of us. Something must have gone horribly wrong when she tripped over the cord," Mark commented.

"Well, whatever it is, I hope it's easily fixable. I want Mimi back!" Roger exclaimed.