AN:

Hello again, here's another chapter!! So I just wanted to say I was casted in another show but this one has a lot more rehearsals so when I say I'll only be able to update once a week, I mean it..I think. Hopefully not but I just wanted to put that out there. Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter and comment and favorite if you liked the story!!

Angels P.O.V:

Waking up at Maureen's house was confusing. Lights in the house were dimmed so they didn't shine in my eye. The T.V. was still playing the show that we were watching. I squeezed the pillow I was sleeping on only to realize it was Collins. Blushing, I delicately got up. Successfully keeping him asleep. We were at the very back, surrounded by blankets with pillows behind us but it didn't seem like I used mine. Next to me was Roger with a Mark by his side drooling on a pillow. Across from them was Maureen and Joanne laying spread out on top of each other. They looked cute together, when they're not fighting that is. Looking around again, I noticed Mimi wasn't here. Frowning I got up to take a look around. The floor boards creaked as I walked but not in a horror movie way. In a more comfy old house kinda way. Passing by a couple doors, finding nothing I continued on my way to the last one in the hall. Peaking inside, there was a figure, looking out the window watching the stars dance around the moon. I smiled, tip toeing closer towards her in my bare feet. We stood side by side, enjoying the view in silence for a while.

"Why are you up so late?" I asked.

"It's 5 in the morning." Mimi said with a raised eyebrow.

Placing my hands on my chest I glanced at a clock. "OH wow, that explains why I'm up. But if I remember correctly you are not a morning person, in order to have an actual conversation with you, I needed at least 2 cups of coffee even after, what, 12 hours of sleep".

Mimi chuckled, lowering her head in defeat. "Coffee is really good".

"Mhmm, my abuelita always made the best pot... she gave me the recipe".

"Really, I thought you said she'll probably take it to the grave".

"I think she liked me more then I thought she did! I could make you a cup, you look like you need it honey".

"That sounds really good right now" Mimi said placing her head on my shoulder. Smiling I placed my head on top of hers and layed a gental kiss on her forehead. Energized, I grabbed her hand, breaking away from the sweet moment and dragging her down the stairs.

"How are you this hyper, it's 5:00 in the morning! I swear, Angel! ¿Alguna vez te has parado a pensar cómo a algunas personas les gusta dormir por la mañana y no les gusta ser arrastradas por la casa a las 5:00 de la mañana?"

Giggling at her complaints, I walked into the kitchen. Immediately, Mimi sat down on a chair and glared at me as I searched through Maureens cupboards. I grabbed the coffee pot, milk, sugar, etc. and layed them out in front of her.

"Do you think everyone else will want coffee?" I asked.

Mimi looked up, a confused look on her face before what looked like realization hit. "I forgot you met them this week" Shaking her head, she continued. "Everyone is obssessed with coffee, or at least Joanne and Collins are. Rodger will drink it whenever he has the chance, along with Mark. But Maureen, we don't give coffee to Maureen. She already has enough energy as it is, but with coffee. Oh, It's like there's only one energy level and that's s screaming."I giggled, pouring the coffee grains into a measuring cup. "Sooo Chica, What are you wearing tonight?"

I blushed, bright red. I have been thinking about this nonstop for the past couple days. "I was thinking the short white wig with a headband on it with the frills" she nodded. "Black high heels, purple and pink striped tights. The dark blue, flowy dress with the pink and purple jacket (pussy galore) and belt! What do you think!"

"That sounds..really perfect!"

"AHHH I'm so excited for tonight!!!! I wonder what he has planned!! I'm already nervous!!"

Mimi laughed "oh god, I wish I was there with you tonight!!" She said.

"What's with all the squealing? It sounds like pigs are in here." Mumbled a very tired Rodger with a serious case of bed head.

"Oh shush honey, I have coffee." I replied, handing him a cup. Immediately, he perked up as he started to chug it down.

"Here you go, Chica!" I said as I placed her cup in front of her, steam coming out before I sat down and crossed my legs. Grabbing my cup, I took a sip. A smile passed my lips as the memory of my abuelita cooking in my mamas kitchen danced across my eyes. Today already felt perfect.

"I smell coffee!" Mark said as he sleep walked into the room. "What time is it?"

"6:30" Mimi replied.

"Why would you guys want to be up this early??" Mark asked, face morphed into one of horror once he heard the time.

"Don't look at me" Rodger said. "I woke up to them squealing...loudly."

"Angels a morning person" Mimi replied.

"And your up because?" Mark questioned, not satisfied.

Shrugging Mimi answered with a quiet "couldn't sleep" causing a dent in the conversation. Grabbing a cup, Mark awkwardly took a couple sips, slurping too loudly for my taste.

"Wow this is good coffee!" Mark said.

"Oh yeah, good coffee" Rodger added as he raised his mug in a cheers type of way, to show off how good the cup was but only really showed off how tried he was. I giggled at them.

Excitedly I whispered "Oh the sun is rising!" Turning everyone's attention to the window. "Lets go outside!" I added.

Protesting, Mark mumbled "No it's to bright."

"Come on, you could get some really nice shots!" Sighing, he faltered. I grabbed Mimi by the wrist, dragging her for the second time today with Rodger following her. Opening the door I ushered everyone outside.

"Wow" Mimi said, mouth open.

"The colors" Roger whispered.

"Here let's sit on the floor" I said, walking to the grass, barefoot, waving them over with my hand. They sat down, slowly. Eyes staring up at the sky.