You all should be very pleased with me. I've not only updated Life of Friends, but I'm also updating this! Go me! Anyway enough of my being proud of myself. THANK YOU JONATHAN LARSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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That night a party at the Life ensued. The Bohemians inducted Emily as their newest Bohemian. They celebrated for two reasons: Mimi's return to school, and Emily not having AIDs.
"So, Emily, what all are you into?" asked a somewhat drunk Collins.
"Music, drums mainly, but I can also play the piano."
"Not like Roger at all," said a drunk Maureen sarcastically.
"What else do you enjoy?" Joanne asked, having only had one shot.
"I enjoy performing; theatre, dance, singing, pretty much everything but clowning and mime."
"You and Maureen will enjoy each other a lot," Joanne said.
"Aw, I love you too, Pookie," Maureen said, completely missing the point. "So, Emily, do you drink?"
"Sometimes," Emily responded. Roger raised his eyebrows. "What?" Emily demanded. "Yeah, I've drank, you have too!"
"She has a point," Mark agreed.
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The next day, after recovering from hangovers, Roger, Mimi, and Emily went shopping for school supplies, Maureen and Joanne tagged along. After deciding upon two backpacks, they went to sift through all the notebooks.
A half hour later, they made their way towards the check out counter. When it was time to pay, Joanne wrote a check for all the supplies.
"What are you doing?" Roger asked.
"It's for education, I'm buying."
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The following Tuesday, Mimi and Emily made their way back to the high school."Ah, welcome back," the secretary bubbled. "Here are your schedules," she continued, handing each a paper with their classes on it. "I'll write each of you a pass so that you can get to class, you'll get your locker assignment and lock combination in homeroom." Emily and Mimi headed for their first class: science, biology to be exact. They walked into class two minutes after the bell had rung.
"I hope you have passes," the teacher said. Emily and Mimi walked over and deposited the slips of paper into her hand.
"Ah, new students, take a seat over at that table, and I'll get you both a text book." Emily and Mimi sat down at the table. The teacher rummaged in the closet and came out with two old and tattered Biology books.
"Okay class, pull out your homework, which I'm sure you've all completed," she said, the last part very sarcastic. After she had graded each person's paper, she continued. "Today we will be learning about meiosis," she paused, looking around the classroom. "Please take out your notebooks; we're almost 5 months into this school year, you should have your notebooks out by the time he bell rings. Now, please write down what you know about meiosis." After a minute, she spoke again. "Okay, do we have any volunteers willing to take a stab at what meiosis is?" No one raised their hand. Slowly, Emily's hand crept upward. "Are you Emily or Mimi?"
"I'm Emily." The teacher nodded.
"Okay; what do you think meiosis is?"
"Meiosis is the reproduction of sex cells."
"That's correct; class, I think you should all start taking after Emily here, her first day, and she's still answering questions."
"What was that?" Mimi asked when class got out.
"Mitosis and Meiosis were the second topics covered in my old biology class. What class do you have next?"
"History," Mimi said with a groan. "What's yours?"
"Same, who's your teacher?"
"Lang,"
"We have history together also. What other classes do we share?" Mimi handed Emily her schedule. "We have everything but math and English together." Laughing they entered Mr. Lang's classroom.
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"How was school?" Mark asked when Emily and Mimi had returned home.
"We have like, a ton of homework," Emily responded.
"What are you classes like?"
"I think some of my teachers are the same age as me," Mimi said, only slightly sarcastic. Mark stifled a laugh.
"It can't be that bad," Mark said.
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Emily sat at the table, reading the Village Voice.
"What are you wearing?" asked Mark, walking into the loft after an afternoon of filming.
"It's called a leotard Mark," Emily said, not looking away from the paper.
"So, you still dance?"
"Yeah, I've yet to go a day without dancing."
"So, what are you going to do now that you're in New York?" Mark asked, filming Emily.
"Actually, I have an audition on December 30th."
"What for?"
"High School of the Performing Arts, hopefully Mimi won't kill me."
"Why would I kill you? And what kind of shoes are those?"
"Pointe shoes; and I'm going to audition for the High School of the Performing Arts."
"Why would I hate you for that?"
"Because if I get in, you'd be attending high school alone." It took Mimi a minute to register this.
"Oh, well, it's my fault for dropping out my first time around." Mimi only sounded slightly disappointed.
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Okay, so that's chappy 3. I haven't started writing chappy 4 yet. Lots of people wanted to know what high school was like for Mimi, so I tried to write that in...I'll try to update soon! LOVE Y'ALL! Diva!