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~New Characters Introduced~
Lucian, Contesta, and Sukizo
Original Date of Post: 06/01/2008
Narrator: Good old protests! If someone of higher authority is doing a lousy job at something, it is our job to protest and tell them how much they suck. At least that is how I am when it comes to protesting things like the war in Iraq, the job done by our president, the Walt Disney corporation, MTV productions…
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Narrator: Okay, before I get fired, here’s today’s story.
Brock: (Gulps) What the hell is that?
Ash: Today’s lunch. Meatloaf surprise!
Brock: What’s the surprise?
Marisa: I would say diarrhea wrapped with indigestion. That’s why I bring my own lunch.
Marcus: I think it has more diseases than Pamela Anderson. What’s that green stuff?
Ash: That’s just the peas! (May sits down) See, I’m not the only one who’s going to brave the lunch.
Marisa: My goodness May! How desperate can you get?
May: What? I’m hungry, so leave me alone!
Marisa: If you’re desperate enough to eat the school lunch, then you must be hungry.
Ash: Okay then. Let’s chow down!
Morrison: Hey Ashy-boy! You got today’s special too?
Ash: You bet I did!
Morrison: Let’s have a little competition!
Ash: Meatloaf eating contest? You’re on! First one to finish everything on their plate gets to tip-off first.
Morrison: You got it, butt-wipe! (At the end of lunch in the bathroom)
Marisa: Let’s make this fast, ladies. I have class to attend to.
Misty: You mean you’re actually going to class today?
Sakura: And not going in some closet to make-out with Tracey?
Marisa: You guys are starting to sound an awful lot like Marcus. Say anything so stupid again, and both of you will suffer brain damage like him! Speaking of brain damage, what did you think of today’s Morrison versus Ash match?
Misty: Immature as usual. I can’t believe them sometimes. (May runs into the stall)
May: OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! (Vomits)
Sakura: And there goes today’s lunch.
Marisa: Hmm…Excuse me for a second! (Leaves the bathroom) Ugh! I hate that sound! That's the worst sound in the world! Yo Ash!
Ash: Yo Marisa!
Marisa: How do you feel?
Ash: (Burps) Pretty good!
Marisa: Charming. You’re not feeling sick from the lunch?
Ash: No. Not at all.
Marisa: What about that gluttonous friend of yours over there?
Morrison: (Burps) That was a good lunch!
Marisa: None of you feel sick?
Both: No!
Marisa: That’s what I thought. Thank you boys. (Goes back into the bathroom)
Misty: May, we’re going to get Nurse Joy.
May: No…I’ll be fine.
Sakura: Come on honey. Food poisoning isn’t a fun thing!
Marisa: I don’t think it's food poisoning Sakura.
Sakura: What are you talking about?
Marisa: I think it’s something else. (Toilet flushes) May, are you okay?
May: I’m okay you guys, really I am.
Marisa: …I have a hunch. I just talked to Morrison and Ash. Both of them feel pretty fine after eating the same amount of meatloaf as you did. Now either you have a tapeworm, or you’re pregnant. (May gasps) As much as I would love to believe in the larger than life Marcus theory, I’m leaning towards you having a bun in the oven theory. So tell me. Am I right?
May: Well…
Misty: Oh my God May!
Sakura: Are you really pregnant?
May: Guys… (Tears up)
Sakura: Oh, please don’t cry!
Marisa: May now that the cat is out of the bag, I would keep it hidden away from everybody else. At least until graduation! You know what this school does to pregnant girls. You show, you go! Now does Drew know?
May: Yes.
Sakura: What about your parents?
May: No. I’ve been holding off on telling them.
Misty: You should tell them eventually.
Marisa: True. I think they’ll get a little suspicious when your stomach grows to the size of a watermelon.
May: I want to tell them…it’s just that I’m afraid of what they’ll say.
Sakura: Understandable.
Marisa: And you know you always have us just in case anything terrible happens. We’re happy to help you at any time.
Misty: She’s right. (May starts crying) It’s going to be okay. (They hug each other)
Sakura: (Whispering) Mood swing?
Marisa: (Whispering) Big one! (A little later in the art room)
Tracey: There you are!
Marisa: Oh yeah. Sorry, I had to help someone and that’s why I’m a little late. (Pulls out a canvas)
Tracey: Hey, your painting is coming along pretty well.
Marisa: Thank you Tracey! Yours is getting there too!
Tracey: Thanks. You know painting isn’t really my style. I do enjoy drawing a lot more.
Marisa: I’ve always loved painting and I love applauding stupid behavior! Basically a combination of the two is more pleasure for me. Wouldn’t you agree?
Tracey: So is that why you painted Michael Jackson in a mug shot stance?
Marisa: Yeah! But his face scares me to death for obvious reasons, so that’s why I’m painting a censor tape over it.
Tracey: Thank God.
Quackenpoker: Very good! Excellent work you two! Are you guys thinking of entering the art show this year.
Marisa: Of course. I never win though, but it’s always fun to enter.
Quackenpoker: How about you Tracey? You know, they’ll accept drawings. It’s not just for painters. You can paint, draw, sculpt, or even do photography.
Tracey: Hmm. That does sound interesting!
Marisa: You should. Your drawings are great! And your paintings aren't half-bad!
Quackenpoker: What do you say boy?
Tracey: I’ll think about it! (After school in the courtyard)
Marisa: Seems a little plain.
Tracey: What about this?
Marisa: I don’t think so.
Tracey: (Sighs) I give up.
Marisa: Oh, don’t do that. Maybe you could start off fresh. You know, do a new piece and enter it in the art show.
Tracey: Yeah but I have no idea what I would want to do.
Marisa: Give it a little time and who knows you might come up with something.
Tracey: Hmm… (Stares at Marisa)
Marisa: What’s the matter?
Tracey: Oh, it’s nothing. (Marcus walks up)
Marcus: I’m surprised you two aren’t…
Marisa: Shut the hell up Marcus!
Marcus: Okay, okay. What are you guys still doing here?
Marisa: I was helping Tracey pick out a piece for the art show.
Marcus: You mean you’re going to enter too? Great! I love a little friendly competition!
Marisa: Marcus, he’s not going to enter in photography. And there’s no such thing as friendly competition with you. I know for a fact that you’ve been working on this one particular piece for the show for the past several months.
Marcus: So what?
Marisa: I also know that you’ve been prep-talking yourself every morning saying that you’re going to beat Todd this year.
Marcus: How do you know that?
Marisa: I’ve walked in on some of your prep talks before we walk to school in the mornings.
Marcus: You little sneak!
Marisa: (Laughing) I know I am. But it’s just so cute when you do that!
Marcus: I don’t know how you deal with her Tracey. Hell I don’t even know how I was able to deal with her for so long.
Tracey: Hmm…I think I have an idea.
Both: Huh?
Tracey: An idea for the art show. (Gets up) I’ll see you guys later. (That night at May’s house)
May: I think I might tell them tonight.
Marisa: I’m not going to tell you what to do, but if that’s your decision I won't stop you or talk you out of it.
May: I really messed up. I mean it’s bad enough we conceived our child in Erika’s closet.
Marisa: (Snickering) WHAT?! Oh…My…God! (Laughing) I’m sorry I have to laugh at that one. (May sighs) But seriously May, maybe you’ll luck out and they’ll be as loving and supportive as Drew was when you told him.
Caroline: May, come down for dinner.
May: I have to go now.
Marisa: Good luck.
May: Thanks, I’ll need it. (She hangs up and walks downstairs)
Caroline: There you are honey! Good news, your father is back in town tonight. But I want you kids to be extra supportive. Poor thing didn’t get the movie role he was after.
Max: Oh, that’s too bad.
Caroline: I know sweetheart, but at least he’s got a loving and supportive family to come home to. (May sighs)
May: (Thinking) I hope they’re loving and supportive of my news. (Norman walks inside)
Norman: Hi family! (Max runs up and hugs him) Max, it’s so good to see you.
Caroline: Hello honey! May, why are you still at the table? Come and say hello to your father. (May gets up and hugs him) Is something bothering you May?
May: No, I’m just very tired and very hungry.
Caroline: Well, let’s just get to the table and eat. (May rushes to the table) May, calm down! The food isn’t going to jump up and leave!
Norman: That’s a lot of food you’re putting on your plate kiddo! Don’t they feed you at school?
Caroline: Now that you mention it, you have been eating more than your usual portions lately. You know it’s not good to eat a big meal before going to sleep. That’s how pretty girls gain weight!
May: (Thinking) I kind of have to now!
Max: Oh please, you guys don’t see her at school! She eats like she just got out of prison!
May: PUT A SOCK IN IT!
Caroline: Are you okay May?
May: Of course, I’ve never been better! (Nervous laugh)
Caroline: Alright then. (After dinner in the living room)
TV Announcer: It has been announced that Tom Cruise will play the lead in… (TV turns off)
Norman: This is too disturbing! Me, losing a role to that whack-job! I hope the movie bombs in the box office!
Caroline: Remember honey, karma!
Norman: Yeah, yeah! (May walks into the room) May, what’s up?
May: I need to speak to you guys!
Caroline: What’s the matter? (May starts crying) Honey! What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Did something happen between you and Drew? Is it P.M.S.?
May: IT’S BECAUSE I’M PREGNANT! (Norman and Caroline gasp)
Norman: Boy, this really isn’t my day!
Caroline: Tell me it’s not true! Please tell me you're joking! (May shakes her head) I can’t believe you did this! My baby girl, having a baby!
Norman: I knew I couldn’t trust that boy Drew!
Caroline: (Angrily) Did you even think of what you were getting yourself into? Now your whole life is going to be thrown away!
Norman: Well first thing tomorrow, we’re taking you out of that school! (May gasps) It’s for your own good! You’ll be going to a finishing school for pregnant girls.
May: I can’t do that! If I’m only a few months away from graduating, why would you take me out of my school?
Norman: Because in a few months, you’ll be showing and you know the school policy. You show, you go! And frankly May, I’m in favor of that!
May: YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND!
Norman: I don't understand? I understand perfectly. You threw your whole life away for some little fling! I’m ashamed that I even have a daughter!
Caroline: Norman! (May starts crying and runs up stairs) Oh May! (A little while later at Tracey’s house)
Tracey: Hmm…The more I do this, the more I like it! (Tracey’s mother walks in)
June: Marisa is on the phone for you!
Tracey: Tell her I’m busy!
June: Sorry Marisa, it looks like he’s deep into a drawing and doesn’t want to be disturbed.
Marisa: That’s understandable. Tell him I’ll see him tomorrow.
June: Thank you for calling. (Hangs up) It’s not like you to blow off your girlfriend like that. Is something on your mind?
Tracey: Not at all! I’m just in the middle of a project!
June: Project for school?
Tracey: You can say that. I’m actually entering an art show in a couple of weeks and I’m way behind. I don’t really want to enter anything else I’ve done in the past. I kind of want to start out fresh with this piece.
June: Sounds great! Well, I won’t disturb you anymore. Just don’t stay up too late!
Tracey: I won’t! Thanks Mom. (Later that night back at May’s house)
Drew: He wants to send you to a finishing school?
May: Yes Drew! I told you that it was going to be bad if I told them. (Crying) He even told me that he was ashamed that I was his daughter! (In Norman and Caroline’s bedroom)
Caroline: You went way out of line with May. I mean sure, it was devastating to hear that she is pregnant, but that is no reason to just disown her.
Norman: Now how the hell did I disown her? I’m just disappointed is all! In the meantime, she’s going to leave that school.
Caroline: Well, I don’t know. (Norman groans) It wouldn’t make much sense to take her out of a school just because she’s pregnant. If she’s only a couple of months away from graduating, there’s really no reason to do such a thing.
Norman: You’re supposed to be on my side on this one.
Caroline: Well not this time! May feels confused!
Norman: Yeah well, she should have kept her legs closed! Once the press hears this, the whole house will be swarming with reporters and other jackals from the media. It’ll be worse than that time I was doing testimony in the Michael Jackson trial. (The next morning at school)
All: WHAT?
Misty: You can’t be serious!
May: It’s true!
Sakura: So because you told your parents the truth, they want you to go to the finishing school for pregnant girls?
Marisa: Okay, that’s just stupid! If you’re going to graduate in a couple of months, it’s pointless just to go to this other school. It’s not like you are going to plop out a baby in the middle of class!
May: Well anyways, this is my last day here. My dad called Principal Oak last night and now he’s aware of the problem.
Marisa: UGH! Men should not have a say in this subject! (Marcus walks up)
Marcus: Hi ladies!
Marisa: It’s just like the issue on abortion! It’s not like MEN have to go through with the process and it’s not their body! IT’S A WOMAN'S ISSUE!
Marcus: Oh crap, she’s gotten into the abortion subject! I’m out of here! (He leaves)
May: I’m sorry you guys! But, maybe we’ll see each other again! (All groan) Come on you guys! (They all hug) I’ll miss you all so much! (May walks away)
Marisa: So stupid!
Sakura: What can you do? This thing goes higher than Principal Oak! It goes straight to the Superintendent and the School Board.
Marisa: There is one thing we can do. And I for one am up for that!
Misty: What’s that?
Marisa: We protest!
Sakura: YEAH! We can get people to sign petitions! We’ll make posters! We’ll cause so much hell the School Board won’t know what hit them! (Marisa groans) Oh goodness! Marisa, I know how you feel about your position as an office aid to Principal Oak, so that’s why you can do all of the paperwork secretly. You know, kind of be the brains behind the protest.
Marisa: Thank you Sakura! Finally, somebody who tends to the needs of those who works for both sides!
Misty: What should we call this?
Sakura: Operation - COME WHAT MAY?
Marisa: Hmm…I like it. (In the art room)
Quackenpoker: So you’ve come up with an idea for the art show Tracey?
Tracey: Yes and I kind of want to keep it under wraps until that night.
Quackenpoker: Privacy, eh? I got you covered. Come with me! (In another room) And here we are! This is where most of my advance students come in to have a little privacy. It’s also where I go when I need a little privacy as well.
Tracey: (Sniffs) What’s that smell?
Quackenpoker: What smell? I don’t smell anything! Just set your stuff up here and I’ll check in on you during class time.
Tracey: Thanks Dr. Quackenpoker. (The next morning in the theatre)
Misty: Is everybody here?
Sakura: Just about. I invited all the students who know and care about May.
Misty: Hey, wait a second! Where the hell is Marisa? Oh, here she comes! (Marisa walks in) Fashionably late I see!
Marisa: Don’t ever say that! I just had to put a pigeon in its place!
Misty: English please!
Marisa: I had to get Miss Vivian out of the theatre. I don’t think she’d be thrilled about all of these people in the theatre to plot against the School Board.
Sakura: Excellent! (They go up on stage) Good day everybody. If you don’t know who we are, my name is Sakura and this is Misty and Marisa.
Erika: We all know who you three are so get on with it!
Sakura: Fine then! We brought you all here to be apart of a protest to bring back a student that has been taken away under a stupid technicality.
Kelly: Yeah, why was May taken out of school?
Grace: May got kicked out? For what?!
Erika: You didn't hear? Today's her last day!
Grace: But she's a good student! What was her crime?
Erika: Are you guys hiding something from us? (All grumbling)
Marisa: Hey calm down! (Still grumbling) SHUT THE FUCK UP! (Silence) Grumbling like idiots isn’t going to bring May back. We have to make a plan.
Erika: How do we know you’re not planning on turning all of us into the front office?
Marisa: Because I’m a more loyal friend to May than you are, bitch! So sit down and shut up! (Grace raises her hand) Yes Grace!
Grace: So are you guys going to say why May's gone? (Misty and Sakura hesitate)
Sakura: The word is going to leak anyways if we’re going to go with this project. May is pregnant! (All gasp) As we’re all well aware, the school has that stupid rule where if you even show in your pregnancy, you have to leave the school. Our plan is to get as many signatures as possible to overturn this. So what do you all say? (Silence)
Misty: Come on you guys, don’t you even care about May?
Dawn: It’s not that we don’t care. It’s just that some of us are a little afraid of getting in trouble and we also fear that we may not succeed.
Misty: I guarantee you that we will not get in any trouble and that our plan will work. If our organization grows to the whole school, they can’t throw all of us out and then they’ll have to listen to our plea. (Drew opens the door and everybody gasps)
Drew: What the hell is this?
Marisa: Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for the baby’s father! (Applause)
Drew: You have to be kidding me! (Sakura grabs him by the arm)
Sakura: Drew, you have to lead this fight! You believe that your woman has a right to finish school here, right?
Drew: As much as I want her to do that, it’s her father that made the decision in the first place. I can’t even call her phone anymore since he cut of her cell phone coverage and blocked my calls from coming to the house.
Misty: But with this plan, May’s father will have no choice but to listen to our plea.
Drew: You really think that May’s old man is going to listen to us?
Misty: I know he will!
Narrator: In the coming days, the word spread around school about Operation - COME WHAT MAY. Surprising enough, all the students who knew about this kept it quiet for the most part and none of the teachers really caught on. However, two teachers eventually found out, but came in and supported the operation and joined the cause. And those two teachers were Miss Prima and Miss Vivian. By the end of the week, the group may have consisted of mostly women, but there were plenty of men who were in support of bringing May back to the school. During the weekend, Misty and Sakura were in town walking around and surprise, surprise, they ran into May!
Sakura: How are you doing sweetheart?
May: I’ve been better!
Misty: How are you holding up at that school?
May: It sucks! I don’t want to be there anymore! I’d rather dropout than continue going to that place! I really want to go back to Pallet High.
Sakura: Well, no fears! We started a coalition to ban that stupid “you show, you go” policy and get you back in school.
May: Are you serious?
Misty: Absolutely, it’s only been less than one week and now most of the whole school is in support and is ready to take down the system.
May: You even got Marisa to go along with this?
Sakura: You sound so surprised, Marisa was one of the reasons we started.
May: Where is she now?
Sakura: She’s working on her painting that she’s entering in some art show.
May: Why are you guys doing this for me?
Misty: We care about you May! I can’t sit back and watch you be miserable and neither can Sakura or Marisa.
May: (Crying) I don’t know what to say! (She hugs them) I miss my school, I miss you guys, and I really miss Drew. I haven’t seen him at all since my dad put me on lock-down.
Sakura: Don’t you worry May, soon enough, you’ll be back in school with us and we’ll graduate together. Drew is just as eager to get you back as the rest of us are.
Misty: You wouldn’t believe who’s joined the cause! Harley, Erika, even Jessie joined!
May: You’ve got to be kidding me! They probably think that I’m some sort of whore!
Sakura: No, why would you think that? I can easily tell you that none of them were bribed into joining. But I think most people joined because they’re against that stupid rule. I guess that’s why Miss Prima and Miss Vivian joined.
May: WHAT?
Sakura: They believe in women’s rights, as do almost all of the students at the school. It makes me happy that we live in a mostly liberal area.
Misty: Yeah, but ran by a bunch of conservative hacks in suits!
May: Well even if you guys succeed, you’ll still have to convince my dad to let me go back. (They groan) I’ll see you guys later! (At Marisa’s house)
Laura: Making protest posters?
Marisa: No! I’m still working on my painting! I’ve got to have time to balance school work, the protest, theatre, and this damn painting. It’s not like I can lock myself up from the world…
Laura: Like Tracey?
Marisa: Eh? Nothing like that!
Laura: Do you even talk to him anymore?
Marisa: Of course I do! I talk to him!
Laura: What does he say? “Hello! How’s your project coming along? Fine! Goodbye!”
Marisa: Hey! We say a lot more than that! (Silently) But I’ll be glad when this art show is over so we can go back to the way things were. (Aloud) But then again, it’s not just Tracey that’s going crazy over this art show. It’s also Marcus. He’s driving me nuts with this stupid competitiveness.
Laura: He doesn’t seem like the competitive type.
Marisa: He usually isn’t, but when it comes Todd, there’s no stopping him or Todd when they’re competing.
Laura: It really does look like Michael Jackson in that painting! Thank you so much for putting that censor tape on his face. He haunts my dreams.
Marisa: At least you’ve stopped having dreams about Brock violating you.
Narrator: During the next few days, the group was able to get the amount of signatures needed to file the request with the School Board. Principal Oak soon found out about Operation - COME WHAT MAY and got quite nervous. Because of the many people involved, he wasn’t able to suspend or expel or lecture. To keep the school peaceful and not hit a full-scale riot, he met with the School Board and the Superintendent of schools and came to a peaceful agreement to let May come back to school. As for getting rid of the rule entirely, that will be up for future debate. As long as May doesn’t have too many absences and keeps a respectable 2.5 G.P.A. she is able to stay and graduate. The whole school rejoiced when they put a dent in the “you show, you go” policy. However, the celebration didn’t last long as May’s father still stood by his decision of keeping May in that finishing school.
Misty: I can’t believe it!
Sakura: All the work that we did!
Dawn: All for nothing!
Zoey: Fathers! They ruin everything!
Drew: I tried to warn you guys about May’s father. Going through the School Board was only half the battle. You’ll have to get through to Norman.
Sakura: You’re the father of May’s baby! Why can’t you tell him yourself?
Drew: You don’t think I’ve already tried that? I’ve been trying to see May ever since she left the school. But her parents refuse her to see me. They even hired a big bodyguard to hang around the house to chase me off if I come by again.
Sakura: Then we need to speak to him ourselves! (In the art room)
Tracey: It’s finished! It took me day and night for a while now, but it’s finally finished. What do you think?
Dr. Quackenpoker: My boy, you’ve done some excellent work. What brought on this inspiration?
Tracey: Huh? (Blushing) I had something in the back of my mind and I kind of got inspired. But thanks for the comment. Nobody else has seen this yet and I want it to stay a surprise until the night of the art show. So I was wondering if you could put my work up behind some curtains.
Dr. Quackenpoker: No worries Tracey! There are plenty of artists at these shows that refuse anyone else to take a peak until the opening night. I think I can pull a few strings. (In the photography lab)
Marcus: Perfect! Now that perfectionist snot-bag Todd can’t beat this!
Todd: I’m standing right here you know! (Marcus screams) Collage shots! Come on, I thought you would have chosen something more advanced than that old friend. Please, I won an award for doing that my freshmen year.
Marcus: You’ll get a taste of your own medicine at the art show when one of us is declared the winner.
Todd: Deal! And Marcus, try not to cry this time when I walk out with that blue ribbon.
Marcus: Don’t worry about me jerk! (Later at May’s house)
Caroline: Misty, Sakura, what brings you girls here?
Sakura: Excuse us, we would like a moment of your time for an important matter!
Misty: What? I thought that we were here to see Norman! (Man growling) Um...is that bodyguard going to eat us?
Caroline: Don't worry, Bubba is harmless. I think I know what this is about. Why don’t you girls take a seat? (They all sit down) I’m sorry Norman isn’t here right now. Listen girls, I’m on your side on this one.
Both: Huh?
Caroline: I want May to go back to Pallet High just as much as you girls do. It’s just that my husband wants May to go to that finishing school.
Misty: That’s what we don’t understand! If May is only going to graduate in a couple of months, wouldn’t it be a waste to jump her from one school to another? She won’t be nine months pregnant getting her diploma, you know.
Caroline: I know Misty. It’s just that it really hurt Norman to hear the news that he was going to be a grandfather so soon. It hurt me as well! It’s really just his way to keep her away from anymore danger. (Sakura notices a note on the table)
Misty: And that’s another thing! Keeping Drew away isn’t going to solve anything. He wants to see the mother of his child more than anyone else. Trust me when I say this, he loves her and isn’t going to abandon her.
Caroline: Teenage love. We’ll see what happens! In the meantime, I’ll talk to Norman about this. Thank you girls for the visit! (Misty and Sakura leave)
Sakura: I don’t think that went very well.
Misty: Yeah, I think she just gave us the big brush-off! I guess we should just face facts that unless May’s father caves in, she isn’t going to come back to school with us.
Sakura: Unless Plan B fails!
Misty: What’s Plan B?
Sakura: While you were talking to May’s mother, I noticed a note on the table. It’s an invitation to an art show.
Misty: So what?
Sakura: It’s the same art show that Tracey, Marisa, and Marcus are entering. Chances are that Norman and May will be going…
Misty: And we can go…
Sakura: And bring Drew along…
Misty: And set the building on fire!
Sakura: WHAT?
Misty: Oh sorry, got caught up in the drum of the moment! But you are right! We can corner Norman and ask him to reconsider his decision. Without setting anything on fire! (A couple of days later at the art show exhibit)
Marcus: Well, I never thought you would actually pull it off, but here we are!
Marisa: You thought I was kidding when I told you that I was doing a painting of him.
Marcus: Thank God for that censor tape, otherwise I would think that the judges would disqualify you. (Tracey walks up) Well, well, well! Looks like the hermit crab just emerged from his shell!
Tracey: Very funny! Well, your painting sure looks like it’s about to jump out of the frame!
Marcus: Don’t ever say that again! I don’t want to picture Michael Jackson jumping out of any frame! So where is this big surprise?
Tracey: No one sees until opening night!
Marcus: Usually you show us once you’re done! What’s so special?
Tracey: Nothing! I just don’t want people to see until then! (A boy walks up to them)
Lucian: Well, well, well! Marisa, Marcus, I haven’t seen you guys since last years art show!
Marisa: Lucian! It’s so great to see you!
Lucian: I figured I would see you two here again! Continuing your yearly tradition?
Marcus: Yup! But this time, I’m confident that I’m going to win something.
Lucian: Same old fight with Todd?
Marisa: Yup!
Tracey: Hmm.
Marisa: Oh Lucian, this is Tracey, my boyfriend.
Lucian: Marisa, you finally found someone to tame your wild behavior! It’s nice to meet you Tracey. (Tracey silently growls)
Marcus: Did you enter anything?
Lucian: Yes I did! I just put it behind curtains this time. I thought that the surprise effect would keep people more excited. Well, I’m going to get something to eat.
Marisa: I’ll join you! I’m getting kind of hungry! You guys coming?
Tracey: I’ll catch up!
Marcus: Uh, ditto! (Lucian and Marisa walk away)
Tracey: Marcus, who is that guy?
Marcus: Lucian? We’ve known him since way the hell back in middle school. But once he hit high school, his parents put him in Pallet Academy. Apparently, he passed this big entrance exam and he got in. Man, this guy can do anything! Anybody would be attracted to that hunk of man-meat!
Tracey: So that’s how it’s going to end, huh?
Marcus: What are you talking about?
Tracey: Lucian…and Marisa!
Marcus: Huh? (Laughing) I can’t believe what I’m actually hearing! Oh my God! She’s not going anywhere! She’s not going to leave you for Lucian! Why would she do something so ridiculous like that? Eh, now that I think about it, you have been ignoring her quite a bit lately.
Tracey: (Sighs) I guess I can’t blame her for that. Unless! Lucian wouldn’t happen to be…You know…Queer?
Marcus: Yeah right! He likes big butts and he cannot lie! And Marisa has got one of those black girl butts! (Tracey groans) But don’t worry, Marisa would never leave you for him.
Narrator: It was a couple of days later and it was the night of the art show. Everyone who has entered in the show is both anxious and excited at what lies in store. Meanwhile, Misty and Sakura’s plan was coming together as both Norman and May showed up at the art show.
Misty: Perfect! Now don’t you look handsome!
Drew: Are you sure it’s going to work?
Sakura: It will work Drew! (Norman, May, and Max walk inside) And there’s the father right now!
Max: I can’t wait to see Tracey’s piece! He told me that it’s something amazing!
Norman: I too am excited to see some of these pieces. (May sighs) Hey May, isn’t that one of your friends over there. She was the one who played the Nurse in Romeo and Juliet. (Marisa sees them and walks over)
Marisa: May, what brings you here?
May: My dad got an invitation in the mail and Max has been anxious to go. Misty and Sakura told me you have something entered.
Marisa: Yup! And there it is!
May: Whoa!
Norman: (Laughs) Oh my God! I needed a good laugh! I only wished that the media put a censor tape on Michael Jackson’s face during his trial. There should have been a limit to that man's face-lifts!
Marisa: ACK! I forgot you were involved in the testimonial part!
Norman: Hey, don’t get me wrong! This is one fabulous painting Marisa! You are a very skilled painter.
Marisa: Thank you very much! (May sees Drew from a distance and rushes over)
May: What are you doing here? (She hugs him) You know if my dad sees you here it’s all over! (She kisses him) Oh, I missed you so much! (She starts crying)
Drew: I missed you too!
Sakura: Hey, come on! You guys are in public! (They start kissing)
Misty: MAY! Ex-nay on the is-kay! Your father is walking this way! (Misty pushes Drew into another room and Drew falls down)
Marcus: Are you alright man!
Drew: Yeah, I think I’ll live! Wow Marcus, you did this?
Marcus: Yup! Took me several months to get the right shots, but it was worth it.
Drew: From far away, it looks like…Aaliyah? The singer that died in a plane crash? (Marcus nods) Gee, you and Marisa have some fixation with art and celebrities. You actually worked on this for months?
Marcus: Of course! I’ve been working on this project since last year’s art show.
Drew: Is your rivalry with Todd that bad?
Marcus: Rivalry? Don’t be ridiculous! On another subject, did you talk to May’s father?
Drew: Not yet.
Marcus: Drew, you have to speak up! This doesn’t sound like the Drew I’ve come to know. Let him know that you love May. That is your seed in her belly! (Drew sighs) Well...I gave it a shot! (Sighs) Oh yeah, that reminds me, we have to see Tracey’s piece! (In another room)
Tracey: No can do you guys! It stays behind the curtains until the judges come.
Marcus: UGH! I can’t take the pressure! I need a peak now! (Tracey grabs his hand) Ow!
Tracey: Sorry I had to do that to you!
Marcus: If it’s broken, I’ll sue your ass!
Drew: What’s so special that it has to stay behind the curtains for so long?
Tracey: It’s just special to me. I haven’t done anything like that in a long time and I just wanted it to remain a secret for the time being. The only one who’s seen it is Dr. Quackenpoker.
Marcus: You let that pot-head quack see it before me…Oh and your own girlfriend?
Tracey: My decision is final! Changing the subject, did you talk to Norman yet?
Drew: What the? You weren’t even a part of the whole operation!
Tracey: Yes I was! I signed the petitions and helped Marisa just as much as anyone else.
Marcus: No you didn’t! All you did was sign the petition and where the buttons we passed out! The rest of the time, you were just a hermit crab!
Tracey: Hey, I’m not the one on trial here! (Lucian walks in)
Lucian: Hey Marcus, the judges are here!
Marcus: Showtime! (They go into the other room)
Tracey: Those are the two judges?
Marcus: Yeah! The one in the red blazer is Raul Contesta. Very critical of others art work, as well as his own. And the short guy is named Sukizo! He’s a man of few words, but is a big fan of all kinds of art. I guess you can say that he’s a bit of a collector.
Drew: (Whispering) Hundred bucks says the two of them are gay!
Marcus: You’re on!
Narrator: And so, the art show began! The judging began with the photography category. The judges were very impressed with both Marcus and Todd’s pieces, so it was pretty hard to tell who was going to get the blue ribbon. Skipping right along to the painters, the judges were quite impressed by Marisa’s painting. Marisa told the judges that one of her favorite artists was Rene Magritte, the famous Belgian painter and decided to go with some of the obvious details of his work like his well-known piece, Son of Man. Next was Lucian. Lucian pulled away the curtains to reveal his painting of all these bridges and canals. Lucian told the judges that he felt inspired after visiting Venice, Italy. Finally, it was time for the drawings and it was Tracey’s turn to show his piece. He gave a big, deep breath as he pulled away the curtain. Everybody thought this piece was beautiful, but no one was more surprised than Marisa. It was a drawing of an angel that looked exactly like Marisa. Tracey said that he was inspired by his loving, devoted angel of a girlfriend, Marisa. After the judging, everybody went outside to talk to some of the artists.
Marisa: I can’t believe what you did!
Tracey: I wanted to do something special and the one thing that came playing in my mind was your face. (He holds her hand) You were the only inspiration I needed.
Marisa: Never has anyone done anything so beautiful for me.
Tracey: So does that mean you still love me?
Marisa: When did I ever stop loving you?
Tracey: I was just afraid because I’ve been locked in my room while working on this piece, you were feeling rather neglected. Well that, and Lucian!
Marisa: Well, I will admit that I was getting caught up in my piece and the protest rallies for May, so I feel guilty for ignoring you too. So, I wouldn’t feel too bad about that. And as for Lucian, there’s nothing between us. He’s just someone I’ve known for many years. He has never been my type and never will be.
Tracey: (Sighs) I feel much better! (Laura and Max walk up)
Max: You guys are great!
Laura: Everybody is raving about you two! Especially you, Tracey!
Tracey: Oh, I’m honored!
Laura: Although Tracey, I would just keep your distance away from my uncle.
Marisa: Yeah, I don’t think you won any points with my dad tonight. But my mother thought it was absolutely romantic.
Laura: Yeah well, you know how fathers can be!
Marisa: Speaking of which, where’s your father Max?
Max: I don’t know where he could be! Oh, there he is!
Tracey: He’s talking to Sakura and Misty. And Drew? (Marisa runs over there)
Sakura: Hello Mister…Um, Norman! May we have a word with you?
Norman: Oh, you guys are May’s friends…And Drew. Alright! (They sit down)
Marisa: Mind if I join you? (She sits down)
Norman: There’s the little genius painter!
Marisa: Spare me the flattery! I’ve come to talk about something more important.
Norman: What’s this about?
Sakura: We have to request that you take May out of that finishing school and let her go back to Pallet High. You may not have known, but we were the ones behind Operation - COME WHAT MAY. We did it, so we could bring our friend back.
Norman: (Sighs) I know May doesn’t like that finishing school but…
Misty: But nothing! She hates that school! She doesn’t like being away from a school where she’s secluded from her best friends and more important, the father of her baby.
Marisa: I know you were in full support of the “you show, you go” policy. But you have to admit, it’s pretty silly when she isn’t even due anywhere near graduation.
Norman: I guess you girls make a pretty decent point. And I guess it was sort of harsh of me to forbid Drew to see May when the boy has taken on full responsibility for his actions. Alright!
Drew: You mean you’re going to let May return to Pallet High? (Norman nods)
Sakura: And you’re going to let Drew see May? (Norman nods)
Marisa: One more thing! Please sign this contract saying that you agree on all of these terms!
Misty: Now where did you get this?
Marisa: There will be a time for questions and answers later! Never underestimate a future bureaucrat! Please sign here, here, initial here, and your signature here!
Norman: You ladies got yourselves a deal! And as for you Marisa, if the painting thing doesn’t work out, you can always go into law school and become an attorney for me.
Marisa: Nah, too many sleaze-bags in the business.
Norman: As for you Drew, I would like to speak to you in private. (Marcus runs out)
Marcus: The judges have made their decision!
Misty: Cool, let’s see what the results are. (Inside)
Marcus: I WON FIRST! I WON FIRST!
Sakura: Congrats Marcus!
Marcus: I’ve never won anything like this before! Can you believe it little buddy? I actually got the blue ribbon!
Marisa: I actually see it Marcus, good job! Now, are you going to behave yourself and not act like a total jerk when Todd comes in?
Marcus: Now you know I’m going to behave myself. I’m in public! I’ll just wait until Monday morning and make him feel miserable there! (Marisa sighs)
Sakura: Speaking of Monday, May is coming back first thing Monday morning!
Marcus: You guys got through to Norman?
Misty: Yup! We’re pretty bad-ass!
Sakura: You mean Marisa is bad-ass! (Misty groans)
Marcus: Come on, let’s see if you won anything!
Marisa: Oh please! I never win anything! (In another room)
Marcus: You were saying?
Marisa: Third place in painting? Hell, that’s the best thing I’ve ever gotten out these art shows! I’ll take it!
Lucian: Congratulations Marisa!
Marisa: Thanks Lucian!
Marcus: Another award to put in the hall of fame, Lucian?
Lucian: Very funny! Seriously Marisa, you did a great job. (Marisa blushes) Tracey must be one lucky guy to have someone like you in his life. (Contesta and Sukizo walk up)
Contesta: Ah Lucian, fantastic work as usual.
Sukizo: Indeed, remarkable!
Contesta: Congratulations to you two as well!
Marisa: Thank you very much!
Marcus: Holy crap, it’s already ten o’ clock! Guess it’s time for you guys to go home to your wives!
Contesta: Ha! Wives! Funny! Let’s go home Sukizo!
Sukizo: Remarkable! (Contesta and Sukizo leave)
Marisa: What was that about?
Marcus: That was about a hundred bucks down the toilet! (In another room)
Tracey: I can’t believe I won something!
June: Why couldn’t you believe it? You worked non-stop on this piece and you deserve it. (Marisa walks up) There you are!
Marisa: Congratulations Tracey! (She kisses him)
June: I’m proud of the two of you!
Marisa: Yeah! I’m just a little irritated that Tracey only got second place.
Tracey: Hey, winning isn’t everything.
Marisa: You mind telling Marcus that?
Tracey: So, is everything settled?
Marisa: Yup! Operation - COME WHAT MAY was a success and the mission is accomplished. (Nearby)
Drew: I appreciate that you’ll accept me as the father of your daughter’s baby!
Norman: Drew, as much as you and I have our differences, the both of us care about May and want what’s best for her. (Drew nods) But know this, I will be watching you. One screw-up and I'll have Bubba handle you.
Drew: You have my word. I will always be there for May and our baby.
Norman: I’m glad that you are stepping up like a man and willing to take responsibility for this. It shows me that you Drew, are a man. And I respect that!
Drew: Thank you sir. (May walks up) Oh, May.
May: Drew, Dad, what’s going on?
Norman: I did a lot of thinking May and…I was wrong to separate you two. I mean, if Drew wants to be with you and the baby, who am I to stop that? I want you to be happy May. And if your happiness lies within going to school at Pallet High and being with Drew, then I can’t stop that. (She hugs him)
May: Thanks Dad.
Norman: No problem kiddo!
Max: Does this mean May’s not getting an abortion?
May: Of course I’m not getting an abortion! Who would even say I was?
Max: Well I heard Dad talking the other night and he said he was going to get that baby out of you one way or another while holding a hanger.
Norman: I didn’t say anything like that! And no more Family Guy for you Max!
Drew: Life is crazy.
May: It’s about to get crazier. But as long as I’m with you, I’m sure we can make it through anything.
Drew: Even your brother?
May: Even my brother.
~*Preview*~
Erika: We jump from one subject about women's rights to another. In our next chapter, a little lady is going to give it her all on the baseball team. The only problem, the baseball team is for boys only. But will that stop her? Absolutely not! Not while I'm around to do anything about it! Next time on Romance 101, Chapter 42...See you next time!
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