Ok, so now the gang has to meet her, hmmmm........... let's try this in Roger's POV
"Hey, is Mark here?"
the girl asked. Now, it's not that I don't think Mark could ever get a girl, but it had been a while. I stared. I'll admit it. She was wearing black sneakers, and these weird pink tights things than ended just above her knees, black shorts, a black tee shirt, and a long black coat. She must have been freezing! But dude, she was hot!
I quickly invited her in, and gestured to the sleeping form of Mark on the couch and shrugged helplessly. I didn't want to wake him up, he got so little sleep. But the girl apperantly had no problem with holding his nose until he woke up, seeing as that's what she did.
"Wake up." she said, poking his stomach.
Mark groaned and opened one eye.
"Have thou come to kill me, fair lady?"
She rolled her eyes and laughed. I am completely lost here. I think she might have forgotten my existance. Well, at least now I'll have some answers for Maureen now, I swear, she's jelous.....
Ok, how are they not dating? She's giggling in his lap for God's sake! Mark seemed to notice me, and slid her off his lap, like he used to do to Maureen when they were together and I would walk in, which happened a lot....
"We're going to the Life." Mark broke my train of thought. Why does he always do that?
"You guys want to meet us there?" he continued
I relized after a minute that he was asking a question. I was slightly distracted by her incessant giggling. Honestly, she was worst than Angel and Mimi.
"Sure I said. I'll tell everyone." And they left, Mark whispering in her ear.
Shaking my head, I went to go search for a bottle of asprin.
Ick. That was bad. I'm no good at Roger. Let's try Mimi chica!
"What does she look like?"
God Roger is really bad at this. Why does he not understand why we need all these details? Honestly, he is such a guy!
"Uh, she has red hair,"
"What kind?" Angel interrupted. Roger groaned.
"Why does it matter?" he whined. "She has red hair!"
"There are different kinds of reds!" I said, getting really ticked off. I looked at Angel for help with the hopeless case that is my boyfriend.
"Like, Little Orphan Annie red." Angel offered
"Or mostly brown red." said Joanne
"Or really ugly, fake red. Said Maureen, "I bet that's it.
Joanne glared at Maureen, seeing where Maureen was going with this. But really, what right did she have to be jealous? She dumped him for a woman for God's sake! Way to crush a guy's ego.
"um," Roger thought, "Really curly. Like orangeish."
We all groaned.
"What was she wearing?" Joanne tried. I'm not sure I like that expression on his face.
"Uh, she was wearing these pink tights and black shorts. And a black tee shirt with pink words. And a black jacket." He noticed the look on Angel's face, and added, "It looked like leather."
"Slut." Maureen sneezed. I stuck my tongue out at her.
"Did they seem to like each other?" she pressed
Roger nodded. "He didn't kill her when she woke him up. And she was like, in his lap."
We skidded to a stop. Not noticing, he kept walking, then looked back and saw us all standing several paces back, mouth's hanging.
"In his lap?" I gasped. I looked at Angel, Joanne, and Maureen, who looked at me. Then all at once, we set off sprinting towaards the Life, dragging poor Roger with us.
So? Good? Awful? CrzyRENThead i'm counting on ur review!