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~New Characters Introduced~
Tracey, Miss Prima, Marina, Miss Savannah, Dr. Quackenpoker, and Harley
Original Date of Post: 10/14/2007
Narrator: Finally, you are away from being labeled as freshmen and are now in the sophomore year of your high school days. This is the year that you ask the most important question. What do you mean I have three more years in this God-damned place?
Brock: This is the year Ash! I can feel it! This is the year I'm finally going to get a girlfriend.
Ash: What makes you think that? How is this year any different from last year? Same girls, same feelings towards you!
Brock: For one thing, I got a hot tip from Marisa that there were some new students in our grade. Maybe even a pretty girl! Plus, new freshmen girls!
Ash: But still…
Brock: I’m not finished yet! Another thing is that I’m taking Home E.C. this year and that is basically a chick class. It’s like I said, this is going to be my lucky year. (Misty grabs his ear)
Misty: Keep it in your pants Romeo! (Marisa groans)
Ash: What’s wrong with you?
Marisa: This is an outrage! That pervert Professor Elm is back! (All gasp) That’s right, you heard me!
Misty: It may just be a misprint. Maybe we’re getting a new teacher.
Sakura: Yeah, you two shouldn’t have to worry about that pervert returning.
Marisa: How nice of you to say those words Sakura, seeing as you’re no where near the pervert since you are in an honors English class. (Sakura gives a nervous laugh) But I hope that isn’t the case. We’ve got enough perverts at this school.
Ash: What are you talking about? There’s no… (Brock babbles)
Brock: Look at her! She’s a beauty! The one in the green jeans! She’s got one of those black girl butts!
Marisa: (Sighs) And there he goes again! (Gary walks up)
Gary: Hey babe! How about we pick up where we left off last semester?
Marisa: Sorry, I don’t date dogs! (First period)
Misty: Hmm…Class has almost started and no sign of the teacher. (Marisa sighs) Don’t worry, there’s no way that Principal Oak would ever let that pervert back to this school.
Marisa: You better be right! (The door opens) Huh?
Tracey: Hi, I wonder if someone could tell me if I’m in the right room! (Marisa gets up)
Marisa: Let me take a look at your schedule. (Takes the piece of paper) Yeah, you’re in the right place.
Tracey: Thank goodness! It’s my first day at Pallet and this school is a lot bigger than my last school.
Marisa: Well if you need any help, just ask around. Any one of us would be happy to help.
Tracey: Thanks again! Oh let me introduce myself, my name is Tracey.
Marisa: It’s nice to meet you Tracey! My name is Marisa. Come on, you can sit near me.
Tracey: Thank you. (He falls down)
Marisa: Oh, are you okay?
Tracey: Yeah, no harm done!
Marisa: Here, let me pick some of these papers up for you. Huh? (Thinking) What’s he doing with shots of women’s legs? (Tracey grabs the papers from her) Huh? (The door opens)
Misty: (Whispering) Who is she?
Marisa: I don’t know! She looks way to young to be a teacher. (Wolf whistle) Ugh, immature boys! (Books slam on the desk)
Miss Prima: Let’s get one thing straight around here, if anyone tries anymore of those wolf whistles, you’ll be sent to the principal’s office. I am your English teacher Miss Prima! Fun time is over children! It is time that you grow up if you are to remain in my class!
Marisa: (Thinking) I adore this woman!
Boy: Excuse me ma'am, our schedule says our teacher is named Professor Elm.
Miss Prima: That is clearly an error. Professor Elm was terminated last year so there was a botch up in the schedule. So enough about the past, let's move on with today's lesson. (In the Home E.C. class)
Brock: (Thinking) This is it Brock old boy! You’ve hit the jackpot here! All of theses major honeys are here in the same class. I’m in heaven! There’s Kelly, and there’s Whitney, oh and even Grace! (Giggling)
Grace: Ugh, the pervert is here too!
Marina: Pervert?
Grace: That’s right! Listen ladies, that guy over there is the biggest pervert in our class.
Whitney: It’s every girl for herself at this point!
Grace: She’s right! Brock Harrison will stop at nothing to obtain what he wants. So every girl must take precaution! Especially you Marina! You’re just a freshman and I don’t want to see someone like you get involved with someone like that.
Kelly: I take it you watched the same Sexual Harassment video I did. (Brock walks up)
Brock: Good morning ladies! Why, I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of meeting this little lady. Hello beautiful, my name is Brock! But you can call me honey, Brocky, or sweetie, or better yet, you can call me up on the cell phone! (Marina hits Brock with a cook book)
Marina: BACK AWAY PERVERT!
Grace: Ooh, good method!
Kelly: I don't remember the sexual harassment video teaching us to do that.
Grace: I do like her approach though! (The door opens)
Miss Savannah: Hello class, I am your teacher Miss Savannah and welcome to Home Economics! (Brock gets up)
Brock: I’m ready…to cook!
Miss Savannah: Oh…How nice!
Grace: Please, what can he do? (Thirty minutes later)
Kelly: Yummy!
Miss Savannah: Holy smokes Brock, these treats are fantastic!
Brock: Thank you Miss Savannah!
Whitney: I hate to admit it but Brock is one great cook!
Kelly: He’d make a great husband for any girl who likes to eat!
Grace: Don’t ever say that again Kelly!
Kelly: Where in the world did you ever learn how to bake such yummy treats?
Brock: All I can tell you is that it comes naturally to me. I do come from a house with nine other siblings. And since I'm the eldest sibling, I pretty much do all of the housework like cooking and cleaning.
Miss Savannah: Well whatever the case, I think I’ve already found my star pupil. (In the art room during second period)
Dr. Quackenpoker: Very nice class! Very good! Oh that’s some excellent work Tracey.
Tracey: You really think so?
Dr. Quaceknpoker: Absolutely my boy! I take it you like to draw a lot!
Tracey: Yeah, I always like to mess around in my sketchbooks. (The door opens)
Dr. Quackenpoker: Good day Marisa!
Marisa: Morning! Miss Agatha sent me to give you this note. I’ll see you in class later today. (Tracey waves to her) Huh? (At the front office after second period)
Marcus: So let me get this straight, you think this guy in your English class is a pervert?
Marisa: You’ve got it!
Marcus: Don’t you think you’re getting a wee bit paranoid? I mean, you think every guy at this school is a pervert.
Marisa: No I don’t! I don’t think Ash is a pervert! I just think he’s just an idiot! (Marcus clears his throat) Oh, and I don’t think that you’re a pervert. Your mind may be in the gutter sometimes, but that’s just the way you are.
Marcus: Geez, next thing you know, you’ll be accusing me of being a pervert for sending um…never mind!
Marisa: Okay, I’ll admit I see a pattern here. Professor Elm is a pervert! He had sex with a student for Christ sake! Brock is a pervert and proud of it! Gary is a pervert and will not leave me alone! But there’s something about this guy I don’t trust. I guess it’s because he had all of these papers with him and a majority had women parts on there.
Marcus: You just can’t be satisfied until every man is in prison, can you? (At lunch)
Brock: So Misty, I saw this hot chick coming from the English classroom this morning. She was wearing a red blouse and a black skirt on.
Misty: Oh are you talking about Miss Prima?
Brock: You mean she's a teacher...Man, that is super conflicting.
Misty: You're sad, you know that right?
Ash: So how was Home E.C. Brock?
Brock: It was okay. I’m just really interested in meeting that one girl I saw in the hallway this morning. I only saw her from the back, but she’s got a nice ass. (Misty grabs his ear)
Misty: I can’t leave you for two seconds without you having perverted thoughts. Hey Ash, did you send me this bouquet of flowers?
Ash: Why would I send you flowers? No one died!
Misty: I wonder who gave them to me. They were just on my desk with a note that said “To Misty.” (Outside the cafeteria)
Marcus: (Thinking) I hope that she got the flowers I sent.
Marisa: Marcus! (He jumps) Hey, what’s the matter with you? You’re jumpier than usual today. What happened? Did you see another picture of Michael Jackson?
Marcus: No, no, you just startled me! That’s all! (Tracey walks up)
Tracey: Hello again. It was Marisa, wasn’t it?
Marisa: Oh hi Tracey!
Marcus: Tracey? Is this the guy you are…
Marisa: He’s the newest student here Marcus! Why don’t you two go inside and I’ll meet you there. (Marcus and Tracey go inside) Good grief! This guy is turning into another Gary! That’s the last thing in the world I need right now! (Someone taps on her shoulder) Huh? (Inside the cafeteria)
Marcus: Hey guys! This here is Tracey, he’s new so try not to corrupt him. Tracey, this is Ash, Misty, Brock, and Sakura.
Tracey: Nice to meet you all. (Marisa walks up)
Marcus: And I see you’re well acquainted with little buddy.
Tracey: Little buddy?
Marcus: Yeah, that’s my nickname for Marisa.
Marisa: Sorry I took so long. Brock, I met that girl you’ve been eyeing this morning and I’ve made a little arrangement for you to meet her right after fourth period today.
Brock: You’ve got to be kidding me! You are the greatest Marisa!
Marisa: Just call me Yente the Matchmaker!
Marcus: Alright Yente, the Homecoming dance is in one month and I need a date.
Marisa: Hey, I’m not a miracle worker! (After fourth period)
Brock: Damn, Marisa said she was going to bring that girl at my locker. Now where could she be?
Ash: Don’t worry Brock! I’m sure this girl will like you no matter how weird or perverted you are!
Brock: I sure hope the other girls of the school don’t get jealous when they see me with this sweetheart!
Ash: I think they’ll be okay!
Brock: I hope so! But even when I do have a girlfriend, I’ll still send my love to them all!
Ash: You’re still going to hit on the other girls of the school? (Mambo #5 plays) Where’s that music coming from?
Brock:
One, two , three four, five
Everybody in the car so come on let´s ride
To the liqueur-store around the corner,
The boys say they want some gin and juice
But I really don´t wanna
Beerbust like I had last week
I must stay deep ´cause talk is a cheap
I like Winona, Lanette, Daisy and Erica
And as I continue you know they´re gettin´ sweeter
So what can I do I really beg you my Lord
To me flirtin´´ it´s just like a sport
Anything fly it´s all good let me dump it
Please set in the trumpet
A little bit of Winona in my life
A little bit of Erika by my side
A little bit of Kelly is all I need
A little bit of Whitney is what I see
A little bit of Grace in the sun
Daisy, Violet, and Lily all night long
A little bit of Marina here I am
A little bit of…
Ash: ENOUGH ALREADY! (Music stops) You’re lucky that girl isn’t here yet.
Brock: I guess I overdid it!
Ash: No! Wrestlers overdo it! What you did was just insane! There’s Marisa!
Brock: Oh this is it, this is it! THIS IS IT! Ash, go away. No wait, stay here! No go away, you’ll blow it for me!
Ash: Would you make up your mind?
Brock: Okay fine! I want you to stay here! I need a witness. (Marisa walks up)
Marisa: Okay Brock, here’s what I promised. I want you to meet Harley.
Brock: Harley?
Marisa: Yup, this here is Harley.
Harley: Hello hon!
Brock: But, Harley’s a guy’s name.
Harley: That’s because I am a guy silly-buns.
Brock: YOU SET ME UP MARISA!
Marisa: I did no such thing. You were the one who wanted to get to know the girl in the green jeans. It’s not my fault that you can’t tell the difference between a boy and a girl.
Ash: She’s got a point there.
Brock: Oh stay out of this Ketchum! There’s no way that a guy can have a nice ass like that!
Harley: Not without many years of pilates!
Brock: Oh God, I have to get the hell out of here before any rumors circulate around me. (Brock walks away)
Harley: He’s cute when he gets angry. (After school)
Marisa: So how was your first day?
Marcus: Uneventful. I just wish I could have seen Brock’s expression when he found out that the girl he’s been eyeing all day turned out to be a guy.
Marisa: It's too bad because I think Harley has a little crush on Brock. Guess he'll have to fall for another boy at this school. Hmm?
Marcus: I don't swing that way babe. But man, what an idiot Brock is! (Laughing)
Marisa: An honest mistake made by an idiot!
Marcus: Speaking of possible mistakes made by an idiot, there’s the so called new pervert.
Marisa: Wonder what he’s doing? (Grabs Marcus’s arm) Come on! I’ve got an idea. Now then, here’s the plan! I’m going to climb the tree next to him and try to get a good view onto what he’s doing. I’ve got my binoculars right here!
Marcus: Are you sure you should be doing this? This doesn’t seem safe.
Marisa: Shut up and give me a boost.
Marcus: (Grunting) Jesus Christ, you're heav... (She kicks him)
Marisa: I'm sorry, what was that?
Marcus: I said nothing. Up we go! (Marisa gets up in the tree)
Tracey: Hmm…I’ll just do a little more shading here!
Marisa: (Thinking) I can’t see what he’s doing. (Rustling) Huh? (Marisa falls)
Tracey: And maybe if I… (Marisa screaming) Huh?
Marisa: I guess I’m not as skinny as I thought.
Tracey: Marisa, are you okay?
Marisa: Oh yeah, don’t worry about me. I was just…uh…trying to get a ball that was stuck in the tree. My idiot friend made me do it.
Tracey: I’m just relieved you’re okay.
Marisa: Huh? (Thinking) It’s a drawing! So he’s just an artist. (Aloud) Is that one of your drawings? Can I see?
Tracey: No! I’m sorry, but I just don’t like people seeing my work until it’s done.
Marisa: I see. Do you have any drawings that I can see?
Tracey: Yeah sure.
Marisa: I didn’t realize you were an artist.
Tracey: I’ve always found a fascination with drawing.
Marisa: I see. My thing is with painting!
Tracey: That’s cool. Maybe one day you can show me your work.
Marisa: Somehow you never struck me as an artist.
Tracey: Really? What did I strike you as?
Marisa: (Thinking) A closet pervert. (Aloud) I really don’t know, but I really wasn’t expecting that.
Tracey: My real fascination is with drawing people. It’s a little weird, but I always start from the bottom and work my way up to the top.
Marisa: Hmm, that’s a tough thing to do. (Thinking) I guess I was all wrong about Tracey. He doesn’t seem like a bad guy at all. But still, there’s something about him…
~*Preview*~
Lanette: Homecoming season is here and let the beauties shine! Winnie and Daisy are competing for the title of Homecoming Queen. Meanwhile the younger folks are trying to get a date for the upcoming dance. We've got it all with this next chapter. Kisses, misses, betrayal, and even a little bad touch that's too close for comfort. Next time on Romance 101, Chapter 13...See you next time!
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