Funny story. I was telling my friend about this story because we were sitting in the hall during Spanish because we didn't want to watch 'High School Musical' and we had nothing better to do. So, instead of using the name 'Marc' (because it sounds just like 'Mark') I used the teacher's real name (remember, Marc is based off of our teacher). Well, the next thing I see and hear is the teacher (of whom Marc is based off of) walking by saying 'Be careful what you say'. It was so funny and creepy at the same time! Well, it inspired me to write this chapter. Enjoy (and please don't kill me because of what Mimi does)!
Marc cringed as he watched Mimi slink over to the broken couch and gracefully sit down. Her eyes widened suddenly.
"Um…Mark…" she whispered, pointing towards his pants.
"Wha…oh." Marc blushed, remembering the cruel prank Roger had played on him. He'd been walking around in wet pants! Marc felt his cheeks turn red.
"You know," she said with a sly smile, "You're cute when you blush."
"Er, sorry," Marc mumbled uncomfortably, "Let me go change."
With that, Marc made his way into Mark's room, searching desperately through drawers for a fresh pair of pants and underwear. Finally he found some and, after stripping down, began to change. As he was pulling on his pants he heard Mimi knock on the door.
"Mark?" she asked, "What's taking so long? Are you okay? I'm coming in."
"No!" Marc yelped, dashing towards the door to try and stop her. But, seeing as his pants weren't all the way up, he tripped and fell hardly on his face…just as Mimi walked in.
"Oh Mark!" Mimi said, blushing and trying to stifle laughter, "I didn't know you had such a nice figure!"
"Ah no!" he cried, reaching for the closest thing to hide behind, which just happened to be his camera, "Get out!"
Mimi laughed as Marc held the camera up, trying desperately to hide behind it. "You know Mark," she mused, "This gives a whole new meaning to 'hiding behind your camera'!"
With that, she walked out and Marc sighed with relief. Thank goodness that was over! He quickly pulled his pants up and reached to the knob to open the door but hesitated. Was he ready to face Mimi after what had just happened?
Before he could do anything, the door slowly swung open to reveal Mimi, her eyes filled with determination. She cornered the very nervous Marc, who was closing his eyes and remembering his dear wife Penelope. Mimi slowly leaned in, her lips puckered.
Oh gosh, Marc thought, his eyes clenched shut, I'm sorry Penelope.
Just before their lips met, a beeper went off.
"Darn," she muttered, "AZT break. Well, that's down in my apartment. I guess I'll be seeing you later Mark. Oh, don't tell Roger."
And with that she exited the loft.
"Tell Roger?" Marc asked himself, "Tell Roger? I'm not suicidal! Don't worry Mimi, I won't tell. I'd like to live, thank you very much!"