Disclaimer: Whatever.
Angel: Yayyy (claps) more story!
Mimi: Yeah, the author decided to write since she's having a boring Easter.
Angel: What's gonna happen to the kids?
Mimi: I don't know but I don't think Ria can take much more.
Angel: Okay readers, this is all in journal format so enjoy!
Jason's POV
Well happy birthday Jesus. Dad just told me we're gonna get kicked outta the only place I've known for a home. This is not good at all! It's bad enough when I get sick, but Dad can't get that sick anymore. I can't count how many times I've had to stay home from school the last couple of months because he couldn't even get out of bed. Not to mention that it's the middle of winter. If we're on the streets, he's gonna be dead in a week. God I hate that asshole of a guy Benny! Is he aware of the reality of what he's done? Me, Dad, Uncle Roger, and Ria all have AIDS and it's already a miracle that Uncle Roger and Dad are still here. If we don't do something soon…I don't know how long we'll last.
Ryan's POV
Zoom in on another disappointment. I just found out that we're about to be living on the streets in little more than a month. I can still see the look on Ria's face when we found out. This is the last thing she needs now. She lost her mom, and now her home? I wish she'd open up a little. I try to talk to her but usually I get a door slammed in my face or a lunge at my camera. Sometimes I can hear her playing Musetta's Waltz on her dad's Fender. It's like her soul is dead. I don't why I'm so worried all of a sudden. I mean don't get me wrong, I've always cared about her but recently I feel more than that. I know that she probably doesn't feel the same way. I mean I'm a skinny, pale faced, dork who sits around with a camera narrating this bohemian life we've been born into. I guess it's just not gonna happen.
Rachel's POV
How could Dad do this? Those poor folks are gonna be on the streets, and he doesn't care. It's times like this I can't stand him and Mom. Doesn't he see them as human beings and not just a rent check? All he cares about is getting his stupid Cyber-arts studio built. I can't take much more of this life anymore. I've gotta get outta here.
Angel: (hugs Mimi) It's okay Mimi-chica! (to me)Why are you doing this to them?
Me: Aww don't worry guys, I promise they'll be okay.
Mimi: Well what do we do now?
Me: I'll be back tomorrow if I get 3 reviews.
Angel (to readers): Please R&R! I have to know what happens!
Mimi: But don't flame her, it makes her sad.
Angel: I wanna hear more songs!
Me: I'll write one for the next chappie for Rachel, ok?