Chapter 2

Everyone gathered at Joanne's apartment, hoping Maureen would be there, but to their disappointment there were no signs of the diva anywhere.

"Where could she be?" Joanne asked worried. "I think we should go look for her."

"It wont do much." Collins stated. "This is New York City, it would be like trying to find a needle in a hay stack."

Roger nodded. "Plus its Maureen…and her birthday, she's probably out fucking som-"

Mimi elbowed the rocker in the gut, causing him to shut up.

"You don't think she would…" Joanne began her eyes landing on Mark. "Oh no we have to find her!"

"Relax JoJo." Angel said in a chipper voice. "Maureen is over the cheating stage…trust me she's to much in love with you to hurt you."

Mark's face fell. "Hey that kind of hurt."

"Sorry sugar, but…" Angel trailed off while wrapping an arm around Joanne's shoulders.

"We shouldn't feel guilty anyways." Roger chimed in, while he leaned back and hoisted his feet onto Joanne's coffee table. "She hasn't done anything special for any of our birthdays."

"Actually…" Joanne began as she pushed Roger's dirty feet off her clean table. "She bought me a necklace with the little money she had. It was one I wanted for months but didn't have time to buy…and then she gave me a coupon for a night in the bedroom…"

"But you're her girlfriend…" Roger said. "She has to do something special for your birthday."

Collins then raised his hand. "For my birthday she bought me a giant basket of stoli, and at the bottom of the basket was a bag of weed…" His eyes lit up…we drank that entire basket within two days…"

"Again, you're her best friend…she has to do something special for you." Roger stated.

Angel then chimed in with a smile. "She bought me a pickle tub full of wigs, drum sticks, and heels…"

"She bought me knew lenses for my camera, and a knew case for it…and when we were dating she did fun stuff in the bedroom." Mark said with a slight blush.

Roger sighed. "Okay I guess she is good with birthdays. She even bought me knew strings for my guitar…"

Everyone fell silent until Mimi broke it.

"She gave me my very own lap dance."

Everyone's eyes shot to the dancer.

"She what!" Joanne asked with disbelief.

Mimi shrugged. "It was nice of her, she said I deserved a break from work, and so she treated me like a customer…"

"Did she get naked?" Mark asked.

"And then she bought me a new hat to match my leopard coat." Mimi responded, totally ignoring the filmmaker's question.

"We're horrible!" Collins shouted. "I can't believe we forgot Mo's birthday, did anyone even get her anything?"

"I did." Joanne said, and then waited for the rest of the group to respond. When no one answered she gasped. "You guy are horrible! I though you were more then friends…I thought you were a family!"

"We are…" Roger said. "We're just a family that forgets…"

"We have to make it up to her." Angel said. "It's just wrong to forget someone's birthday, I don't care how old you're turning!"

Roger smirked at a sudden thought. "Look on the bright side, Collins and Joanne are going to get the worst of it. They're the girlfriend and the best friend…that's like double worse…"

Collins and Joanne eyed each other, a look of concern splashing over them.

"It's okay sweetie." Angel soothed as she rubbed Collins backed. "We'll win Maureen back…"

Everyone ended up falling asleep at Joanne's apartment, all of them waiting for Maureen to show up. It was almost four in the morning when the door opened, and then slammed shut, Maureen not caring if she woke a sleeping Joanne or not.

"Maureen?" Joanne called out, her body springing up from the couch.

"She's back?" Mimi groggily asked.

Everyone else slowly began waking as Maureen stumbled down the hallway.

"Maureen. You're back." Joanne said with happiness. "Honey I'm so sorry."

Maureen didn't say anything as she staggered pass Joanne and towards the bedroom, leaving the smell of alcohol behind.

"Happy birthday Mo!" Collins shouted.

Maureen just eyed him and then slammed the bedroom door.

"Honeybear open up!" Joanne said as she knocked on the door.

"Yeah come on Maureen." Mimi called out. "We're here to celebrate!"

A few seconds later the door opened up, everyone's attention now focused on the clearly upset diva.

Maureen's arms reached out, the both of them covered with a blanket and a pillow. She looked pass Joanne and eyed her friends, and then bitterly said, "You can all leave my apartment." She then eyed Joanne and dropped the pillow and blanket on the ground. "And you can have fun sleeping on the couch."

Before anyone could say anything she slammed the door shut and climbed into bed.

Everyone eyed each other.

"So who else thinks she's mad?" Roger asked sarcastically.