[MIMI'S POV]
Today is sometime in February. I hate February. It's always busy, loud and crowded. Bud's not too keen on it either. I woke up at about 5:30, not by choice. Ever since Dude fell incredibly sick, I've been the one with all the responsibilities. Don't get me wrong, I love helping those who need it, but, this has been very stressful. There's been 12 nights without sleep, 12 nights without a mentally put together person keeping everyone in line... and 12 nights of having to deal with angry parents who think they're kid(s) are the centre of attention at ALL times.
Every night I have cried, I've cried so much that I've passed out on 5 of these days. Today is a Wednesday, which means more strife.
I pulled myself out of bed, I felt far too tired to function. I slowly walked into the living room, Candi, Misty and Sprout are in there. I slump down into the seat next to Candi. "Morning Mimi!" Candi says. I'm always confused about how Candi has so much energy at the crack of dawn. "Morning" I reply. Candi gives me a look of concern, she can tell what's going on. "You're very tired, aren't you?" She asks. I nod. It's pointless lying to Candi, she'll find the truth one way or another. "It must be hard having to do all the work for dude. At least we live here rent free, huh? Otherwise you wouldn't be able to get out of bed!" She giggles at her own comment, I laugh in return, it wasn't my usual laugh, but it was enough to show Candi that I found her funny.
"Guys! Come on! Our performance starts soon!" Pip shouts from the front door. Everyone, that isn't unwell, makes their way to the door, including me. As we are walking out, Pip places a hand on my shoulder. "Are you sure you want to perform today? You look so exhausted!"
I nod. I need to perform. I was given the job to hold the team together, I have to do it. I slowly walk into the changing room, my head was throbbing, my legs were shaking and heavy. I think it was all the walking. I've been feeling horrible all month so far, but not this horrible.
I sat down on the closest chair to me.
"Hey... are you okay, Mimi?" Pip asked. I looked up at her tears welling up in my eyes.
"No..."
"Why didn't you tell me in the first place?"
"Because I was okay then, I'm not anymore."
"How come?"
"My head hurts and my legs feel shaky and heavy."
"Mimi, I know you don't want to hear this, but you can't perform today." My heart dropped. I needed to perform...
"No! I have to,Pip! I can't not perform!"
"Mimi, you're literally pale, you're not performing and that's final." I didn't know what to do.Not performing?! I've never not performed before.
I started sobbing as I buried my face in my hands. Pip sighed.
"I know. I know. It was bound to happen eventually, for now, you should just sit in the audience, it's better than putting more pressure on yourself." I nod again as I wipe a few tears away from my eyes. I sit there and watch the rest of the gang walk out, ready to perform without me...
I watched them singing and dancing and having fun, and that only made me feel worse. And to top that, there were kids and adults screaming and running around. I started feeling dizzy. Pip obviously saw my state on the stage because she kept throwing nervous glances at me and Candi. I could feel the skyline go dark, as if the lights were dimming. I knew exactly what was about to happen.I rested my head on my arms and let the dizziness take over.
"Mimi! Mimi! Wake up!" I heard somebody say. Their voice was a mixture of calming and concerned. I slowly raised my head to see Pip and Candi looking at me, Pip's hand resting on my shoulder. "W...what happened? Where's everyone else?" I asked, my voice breaking, my eyes filled with tears. "Everyone else went to the children . I said it was best if nobody got involved." I looked at the two girls for an odd second before pulling Pip into a tight hug and crying into her shoulder
"Woah! Why are you crying!?" Pip asked hugging me back. I didn't reply for a while, I could hardly breathe at this point. Pip could tell how I felt, through how I cried. She broke out of the hug and placed both hands on my shoulders. "Mimi, I need you to calm down for a minute." She says.
"I don't think she can, Pip. First of all, we are stood in a loud crowded environment, Mimi is never comfortable in this environment. Second of all, she must feel under a lot of pressure to maintain the responsibility to keep everyone together, and (sorry Mimi) she can barely hold herself together let alone an entire group of people." Pip looked at me, then glanced at Candi. "Let's go somewhere more quiet, like... the silent arcade." I nodded upon hearing this request.
When we walked into the silent arcade, I felt myself beginning to collapse, I swiftly grabbed onto a 2p machine, pip also attempted to keep me up. "Woah, what was that about!?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders. "Dunno.let's go to the back, it's far less busy there."
We slowly walked to the back of the arcade, next to the air hockey table. "Sit down if you need to." Pip suggested. I nodded.
"Now, what happened earlier?"
I sighed and looked at the ground. "I don't know... I just got emotional. I guess I just felt bad about concerning you."
Pip gave me a short hug. "Don't feel bad! It just means that I care!" She said. That helped me realise how nice my friends really are. "Thank you for caring... what about the rest of the gang though? Do they... not care?" Pip shook her head vigorously. "No no! They do care! They tried to come too but I didn't want everyone crowding you! Even Misty was concerned!" I sigh with relief and smiled to myself. "I must be super lucky... having friends that actually care about you..."
Pip chuckled and agreed. We both hugged again before returning to the changing room to meet the rest of the gang. "Oh Mimi! You're...
[third person]
"Mimi? Are you okay!?" Candi asked. Mimi had either passed out, or fell asleep, it was hard to tell. Mimi woke up just seconds later. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Candi. "Oh! I'm so sorry! I fell asleep!" Candi sighed with relief.
"That's fine. You okay now?"
"Yeah... How's Dude?"
"Better. His voice is still a bit sore according to him but he said he was fine to perform!"Mimi smiled and picked her diary and pen.
[Mimi's POV]
At last! Dude is better! I'm happy he's back and I'm even happier that I won't be under so much pressure anymore. I guess this month has taught me one thing...
February sucks
