This chapter is written for some definite character development. It will defiantly be a lot more interesting now. This is once again a Mark Roxie centric chapter. Sorry there is so many of these sorts of chapters, it's mostly because of this inspirational rush I had just gotten. Anyways, RENT is copyrighted to Jonathan Larson, and "Lola" is copyrighted to the Kinks.
The night air was so fresh, and tasted wonderful. Made one extremely happy to be alive indeed. It was a night out for Roxie and Mark that was mostly brought on by Roxie. She had urged him so many times to actually have some fun in his life instead of sitting around and doing nothing. After all, you had plenty of time to sit around and do nothing in life.
Wearing her trademark outfit that she had arrived in, the small Latino was urging Mark on. Practically dragging him into the dance club she could tell this was a quite unfamiliar territory. "Hey, let's try some of that champagne." She called back to him yanking her 'friend' over to the bar. Amongst the racket that order was placed, and surprisingly enough they had gotten their drinks. The pounding of the music was quite loud, but the dancing would actually be fun. It wasn't like a rave club, or an intense erotic dancing one either. More of a place that the 'upper class' people had gone to. Luckily, the bouncer had recognized this drag queen and so she got by with Mark in tote.
Mark was being quite stubborn but the pressure was on. Manipulative get's what manipulative wants. He had downed a bit of it and replied, "Hey, this tastes a bit like cherry cola…" The filmmaker didn't look like he would fit in with these people on looks alone, but that didn't matter. After all, quite a few of them dressed down for the sake of this being relaxed.
Laughing lightly Roxie asked, "Really?" Well, to say the least Mark was right. What an odd taste for a drink like that. With a comforting and yet forceful air she had put down her drink and forced the one who was quite fond of scarves to do the same.
"You wanna dance Markie? I'm sure it'll be fun babe. I've danced with guys who were bad at it so you have nothing to worry about." How comforting, to know that if you had totally bombed in dancing that your date has danced with worse. As much of a consolation prize as that wasn't Mark had barely gotten a chance to reply.
Well I'm not the worlds most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke
my spine
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a
man
Mark was surprised that when Roxie had pulled him off and wrapped her arms around him that he heard a loud crack. How the hell could that be his back? What an iron grip… We'll it was difficult to keep in mind that Roxie was in fact, a guy. It was still difficult for him to grasp the concept on how Angel and Roxie acted. After all, just look at his upbringings. A Jewish boy who's first time was with Maureen. Yet, he still had accepted those two.
Those emerald eyes widened slightly when she had heard that crack. Looks like someone had to curb her enthusiasm. Well, as awkward as this was, the show must go on. No matter what type of thing happened. "Umm.. Sorry?" Laughing somewhat nervously she continued, "Anyways, I'm sure we'll be fine." Mark had gently brushed a few of those curls from her face and just replied somewhat used to the pain, "It's all right. It will take more then that to ruin the night." C'mon, he used to date Maureen.
Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said dear boy wont you come home with me
Well I'm not the world's most passionate
guy
Well, an hour or two had passed and two defiantly needed to go somewhere else with all of this energy. "So, why not we go back to the loft?" Roxie asked chuckling as the two had finished their drinks. That was about all they really had left to do anyways. More and more dancing wasn't going to make it interesting again. Might as well not ruin this night that was going oh so perfectly. "Then we could have some real fun…" That sly smile returning.
Mark scratched his head a little and replied trying to dodge these obvious implications, "Well, I'm not too sure…" But one quick glance in those beautiful eyes proved him wrong once more, and he had no chance against her. "S-Sure why not." At that they headed back to that old home.
When they had gotten back, things were starting to get intense. Roxie had pinned Mark up against a wall inside and was practically making out with him. Luckily for Roger and Mimi, they were staying at the erotic dancer's own home.
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
It didn't take too long for Mark to decide that this was moving far too fast and had forced this cousin of Angel's off in a non-violent way. He then had started to walk to the door, but…
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me
Had tripped over one of the side tables that were randomly strewn about. Looking up at Roxie Mark crawled up on his knees and they both were staring each other straight in the eyes. It wasn't too long before they were going at it again and back on that couch. Unfortunately being 'lonely, bored, and horny' didn't help your judgment. Also, there was the fact that this 'icy bitch' had feelings for him, and he had them for her.
Id never ever kissed a woman before
But Lola
smiled and took me by the hand
And said dear boy I'm gonna make
you a man
Well I'm not the worlds most masculine man
But I
know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Lola…
When the two had finished up about an hour later they were both in Mark's bed. That small Latino fast asleep in his arms. A picture perfect night. For once, everything didn't go down the drain, and everyone was happy.
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
Its
a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
What did y'all think of this chapter? Hope you really liked it! Please Review! I'm particularly proud of this one. Well, mostly for the subject. I wanted to stay below the M rating, although I doubt I have. Hehe?
