RENT second generation.

I don’t own Rent, or any of its songs or characters. I just own the following characters.

Miranda (Randi) Davis: Age 16, Roger and Mimi’s daughter. Rock and Roll Princess.

Donna Davis: age 11, Roger and Mimi’s adopted daughter dancer.

Cameron Cohen: Age 16, Marks son. Bleeding heart camera man.

Fay Cohen: Marks daughter Age 14, artist.

Reese Cohen: age 11, Marks son, singer.

Gina Jefferson- Johnson: Age 17 Maureen and Joanne’s daughter- inventor.

Harris Jefferson- Johnson: Age 15 Maureen and Joanne’s son, singer.

Atticus Jefferson-Johnson: Age 10, Artist.

Isabella Collins: Age 16, Collins and Angels adopted daughter. Dancer.

Nicolas (Nicky) Coffin: Age 16, Benny’s son, Performer.

Danny Coffin: age 15 Benny’s son, Performer.

All other Characters belong to the fine People of Rent.

Chapter one: Is everything alright?

“December 24, 2006, Welcome to a year in the life of my family.” Cameron said filming loft and everyone around him. “First shot the lovely Randi Davis. Randi lives in the room next door to mine along with my sister Fay; her hobbies include playing her fender, and pleasing her man.”

“Shut up Cam.” Randi said tuning her guitar.

“Okay next shot Donna Davis, showing my sister some dance moves.” Cameron said.

“Sorry private lessons, either you pay, or film something else.” Donna said blocking the camera.

“Next shot, Mark Cohen, my father drinking coffee with his long time friend Roger Davis, Father of Randi and Donna. God this is boring.” Cameron said turning off his camera. “Do you guys have any Idea when Collins and Isabella are gonna get here?”

“Not a clue, soon I hope, it’s getting cold outside” Mark said looking out the window.

“I’m going out for a walk.” Roger said putting down his Coffee and Grabbing his Jacket.

“Take you AZT when you get back!” Mark called, but he herd was the door slam. Donna looked out the window.

“Where is he going? When will he be back?” Donna asked in fear.

“Chill Donna, he’s just going out for a walk.” Randi said, stroking her guitar.

“Are you sure he’s not going to visit Mama?” Donna asked, Mimi has spent the last couple months in a drug rehap, since then Roger has had his good days and his bad days.

“He wouldn’t go with out us.” Randi reassured her. Donna sighed and continued to look out the window; she started to sing a song.

“The heart may freeze.

Or it can burn.

The pain will ease.

If I can learn.

There is no future.

There is no past.

I live each moment as.

My last…….

There’s only us.

There’s only this.

Forget regret.

Or life is yours to miss.

No other road, no other way.

No day but today.”

Randi looked and sighed at her little sister. Randi understood everything that was happening to her mother and father, but Donna didn’t understand any of it. All she was told was Mama was going away on a vacation and would come back soon. Nobody had the heart to tell her that Mimi had gone to clean off drugs. Randi walked over to the window.

“Hey sissy, you wanna help me write a song for tomorrow?” Randi asked. Donna smiled and walked with Randi to the couch. Meanwhile downstairs in a store down the street Collins was walking with a 16 year old African American girl with long black hair and green eyes. She was wear a red Spanish skirt with a white men’s shirt and a red jacket, covered by a leather coat. Collins went in the store, well the girl who was carrying a bucket drum sticks sat down and started making a beat with the drum. Collins looked outside at the girl he smiled, everyday she reminded him more of angel. She was just like her. He remembered how he got her.

----Flashback----

Collins was sitting in an adoption office waiting to find out about the child he was adopting. A tall man with brown hair and glasses came in.

“Mr. Collins, before I give you the information about your child, I wanted to address something.” The man said.

“Okay.” Collins responded.

“On this form when it asked for second parent, you put down Angel Dumott Schunard, we did a background check and he’s been dead for years.” The man said “And you could have but down none, you don’t have a reason to lie to us do you?”

“No.” Collins responded “But if Angel were alive today he, she would want to be in this child’s life as a parent. There for I figured I’d put her name down.”

“Okay” The man responded a bit afraid of Collins ton of voice. “Then you just need to fill out this form, which has your child’s information, we found you a baby African girl, she has no name so you may choose the name, and because you have AIDS you will need to put down the name of her God mother or Father.” The man handed a form, and left. He put down Mark Cohen for her godfather, and then he got to the name part. “What was Angel’s sister’s name?” He asked himself, and then he remembered. He wrote down Isabella Collins.

---End of Flashback---

Collins walked out of the store and looked at Isabella.

“Come on Belle, We better get to Mark and Rogers before they start worry.” Collins said. Isabella picked up the bucket and smiled.

“Okay, let’s go.” Isabella said. Meanwhile back at the loft. Roger returned home. He closed the door and saw Randi and Donna asleep on the couch. He smiled and walked to the counter, he was wondering where Mark, Cameron, Fay, and Reese were. But then he saw his girls and smiled. He carefully shook them both.

“Randi, Donna, Wake up.” Roger whispered. Donna sat up and rubbed her eyes. Randi just yawned.

“I guess we fell asleep, Didn’t we Randi?” Donna asked with her wonderful smile.

“Yeah” Randi said “Dad, did you take your AZT?”

“I’m going to know babe.” Roger said walking to the kitchen. The phone rang; Donna ran to the phone and answered it.

“Hello? Mama!” Donna said in a excited voice.

“Mom?” Randi asked.

“Mimi?” Roger said looking from the corner.

“Mama, when are you coming home I miss you.” Donna asked in a hopeful voice only to grow sad “Not till new years? Okay. You wanna talk to Randi? Okay. Randi bandi, candi, sandi Mama wants to talk to you!” Randi took the phone from Donna and talked into the phone.

“Hello?” Randi asked.

“Hi sweetheart, how are you doing?” Mimi asked on the other line. Randi looked down.

“Okay, I...I really miss you.” Randi said.

“I miss you too.” Mimi said.

“Are you making any friends?’ Randi asked.

“Yeah, but some of the guys look at my ass.” Mimi replied. Randi kind of giggled, but it wasn’t real.

“Yeah, Dad’s gonna love that.” Randi said hearing Mimi laugh over the other line, Randi was close to tears but she held them back. “I suppose you want to talk to him, Merry Christmas Mom, I love you..”

“Merry Christmas Randi, I love you too.” Mimi said. Randi handed the phone to Roger before she walked to her room and locked the door. She picked up her teddy bear, the one that Mimi got for her when they went to the zoo, when Randi was five. And she hugged it as tight as she could. Thoughts began racing in her head.

“Why did mom have to start using drugs again?”

“Why do I have to lie to Donna?”

“Why can’t mom be here for Christmas?

“She should be here!”

“She should have never started using again!”

“I shouldn’t have to lie!”

“That’s what this is one big lie!”

“Dad and I are always pretending everything’s alright”

“But they aren’t! They aren’t! And they haven’t been in a long time!”

Randi threw the bear at the wall, and went to her knees and began bawling her eyes out like crazy.

“Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn!” Randi whispered.

“Randi?” Roger asked “Is everything okay?” He asked Randi looked up and cleared her voice.

“Yeah, I’m just tired; I think I’m going to go to bed.” Randi said.

“Okay” Roger said “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Randi said wiping her tears, she sighed and walked over to the dresser, she opened the top drawer and looked inside and saw a music box, and it was a tan color with roses and vines painted on it. She opened it as it played Musseta’s waltz. Randi changed out of her clothes and into some blue p.j.’s and closed the box before she climbed into bed. It wasn’t long before Fay entered. Fay looked at her friend.

“How was the live café?” Randi asked.

“Fun, why didn’t you come?” Fay asked unbuttoning her shirt to change into her pajamas.

“The Cohen’s don’t get to get out as a family much, you guys needed have a dinner just you guys” Randi said.

“Randi, as far we’re concern, the Davis Family and The Cohen family are just one big happy family.” Fay said.

“It’s been six months Fay, Six months since the Davis Family broke up, Six months since my mom went to drug rehap.” Randi said stroking her long Black hair.

“Mimi will come back Randi.” Fay said sitting on her bed. “She just needs time to pick up the pieces of her life.”

“That’s just it, she doesn’t have the time to pick up the pieces of her life, and she has AIDS remember?” Randi said sitting up. “I was lucky enough to be born when my parents had HIV, I was lucky my parents were able to take a drug, so I wouldn’t get HIV. They both have AIDS now, My Dad’s healthy enough that he can last for years if he takes he meds, but My Mom she’s not as healthy.”

“Randi, you and Mimi will have plenty of time together; your family will be complete, okay?” Fay said. Randi looked at her and smiled.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Randi said, hugging Fay.

“Now if everyone else could get that.” Fay said, they both laughed “Come on it’s only nine, how about we watch a movie?”

“Sounds great.” Randi said getting up, they both walked out.

“Sweetie, I thought you were going to bed.” Roger said.

“I changed my mind.” Randi said “So what Movie our we going to watch?”

“Pirates of The Caribbean!” Donna and Reese said at the same time.

“Okay.” Roger said walking over to the D.V.D Collection when they herd two voices yell.

“Hey Bitches!” Reese and Donna ran to the window.

“It’s Collins!” Reese yelled.

“And Isabella too.” Donna yelled running to the counter grabbing the keys as Reese opened the window. Mark nodded at Reese.

“Hey Collins, try not to get your ass kicked!” Reese yelled throwing the keys to Collins. Everyone laughed. Seconds later Collins and Isabella walked in, Collins looked at Mark.

“Why are you teaching your son bad habits?” He asked.

“Because it’s funny.” Mark said hugging Collins. Everyone followed and then walked over to Isabella. Almost minutes later all the kids were on the couch singing as Isabella played the drum on her bucket.

“Today for you, tomorrow for me.

Today for you, tomorrow for.

It was my lucky day today on Avenue A

When a lady in a limousine drove my way she said.

Darling be a dear, haven’t slept in a year,

I need your help to make my neighbors yappy dog disappear.

This Akita-Evita just won’t shut up; I believe if you play non-stop.

That dog will breathe it’s very last high strong breath.

I’m certain that cur will bark itself to death.

Today for you, tomorrow for me.

Today for you, tomor…..”

They stopped when the powers went out.

Disclaimer- I do not own the song Another day and Today for you Tomorrow for me.