Chapter 12

~Returning Characters~

Cheryl and Casey

Original Date of Post: 12/14/2008

Narrator: SEX! It’s a beautiful thing…Well in one sense, it is! When you’re a teenager, it seems like forbidden fruit. You just want a piece and will shove your own mother out of the way to get one! When you’re older, sex is just forbidden. That is if you’re married and your wife cuts you off because all she wants to do is talk. (Medea clears her throat) What? I can actually talk about this! You are still a virgin so you have no say on the matter!

Medea: Shut your mouth, you hack. I wrote the chapter!

Narrator: Anyways, here’s today’s story!

Brianna: Ladies, Saturday is Prom night!

Marley: So what?

Zoey: It’s not a big deal, Brianna! You always like to make it a big deal. But you just have to face the facts, we’re only sophomores.

Dawn: Zoey’s right! Wait two years and then go hog wild.

Brianna: But ladies, let's just go over the list to see if we’re all ready for the Prom. Do we all have dresses?

All: Yes.

Brianna: Transportation?

All: Yes.

Brianna: Dates?

All: Yes.

Brianna: Hold on! I don’t think I heard everybody say yes on the date question. Laura, do you have a date for the Prom?

Laura: Gary might not be able to go. He’s been very busy lately. That's why I was quiet.

Dawn: Really? How about you go with someone else for Prom?

Zoey: If you want, we can help you find someone to go with for one night.

Laura: That’s not really necessary.

Marley: What kind of guy are you interested in?

Laura: Let’s talk about something else.

Zoey: Well there is one guy but I don’t think she would want to go out with, Forrest. But I doubt you’re that desperate!

Dawn: There's another, Riley! Or if you’re really desperate, you could always go with Max.

Brianna: Like she’d go out with a pervert, a trouble maker, or a pipsqueak!

Laura: Guys, I appreciate you looking out for my best interest. But I’m still dating Gary and if I go with someone else, it’ll be like I’m betraying him. (All sigh)

Dawn: But how do you know Gary isn’t…

Laura: Huh?

Dawn: …Oh never mind! It’s nothing! (Back at the dorms)

Marisa: I should have the CD in here. Let me get it for you! (She turns on the light)

Tracey: Misty isn’t here?

Marisa: No. Misty has class right now and won’t be back for another hour or so.

Tracey: Okay. (He shuts the door)

Marisa: What are you...? (Mischievous laugh) Oh…I know what you want!

Narrator: And that’s when the craziness began! First the kissing, and then the unhooking of the bra, and then…

Marisa: Stop! (Record scratches)

Narrator: …What the?

Marisa: Tracey?

Tracey: Yeah.

Marisa: Were we close to…doing the nasty?

Tracey: Seeing as you are now bra-less, I would say yes.

Marisa: No, no, no! No can do! We can’t get into our animal instincts and mate like bunnies! Or if we decide to actually go through with it, we can’t do it here.

Tracey: Do you ever think that we should have sex?

Marisa: Eventually. I want to wait if you want to know the truth. Why, are you in a hurry to lose your virginity?

Tracey: I’m not in a hurry!

Marisa: Tracey, we have the rest of our lives to think about sex. Now, we’re just college students and have more important things to think about. I mean, come on! Do you really want to end up like Drew and May?

Tracey: You mean engaged?

Marisa: Shut up!

Tracey: I’m not trying to rush into things and I don’t want to put pressure on you if you don’t want to do it.

Marisa: Good.

Tracey: But if you do want to do it, I’m up for it.

Marisa: You men are always up for it. You thought I wanted to have sex on my birthday!

Tracey: Again, if you feel any kind of pressure…

Marisa: (Sighs) Maybe you should just go!

Tracey: You want me to leave?

Marisa: Yes, let it all sink in and I’ll give you my decision later.

Tracey: Okay. I’ll see you later. (He leaves)

Marisa: He’s out of his friggin’ mind if he thinks he’s going to get any action from me before commitment. But then again…it does sound thrilling. (A little later)

Marcus: Okay, I’m here! What was so damn important that I had to rush right over?

Marisa: You better sit down for this.

Marcus: OH MY GOD, YOU’RE PREGNANT!

Marisa: Oh my God, you are an idiot!

Marcus: Okay, okay. So it’s not a bun in the oven! Hmm…It has to be something big if you’re telling me to sit down for this. So what is it?

Marisa: Well your original guess was pretty close. Tracey brought up the subject of sex and I’m…

Marcus: You’re not going to go through with it, are you?

Marisa: It’s a possibility!

Marcus: Oh man! This is big! Why did you tell me this?

Marisa: Because I have to talk to somebody about this and you know damn well I can’t talk to my parents about this.

Marcus: Why not? I think your mother will be more than understanding if you wanted to talk about sex.

Marisa: I was referring to my old man!

Marcus: Right. Maybe he won’t be too bad about it.

Marisa: He’ll either kill Tracey or he’ll ask me how it was.

Marcus: But what about the many years with the whole, “No sex before marriage” speech? Are you willing to throw all of that away for one night of hot, steaming sex?

Marisa: I know, I’ll become what I hate and that is a total hypocrite! But how can I say no to him?

Marcus: Simple. You can say, “No way, Jose. No thanks. It’s my time of the month. Not in a million years. Me no speak English. Touch my coochie and you die.” Need I go on?

Marisa: And to think we were this close to doing it on that bed! (Marcus jumps from the bed) Don’t worry! He only got as far as unhooking my bra.

Marcus: But if you decide to make whoopee, make sure he wears a condom. Remember, no glove, no love!

Marisa: He doesn’t have much of a choice. He has to wear one or else.

Marcus: Ha! That’s my girl! (A little later around the cafeteria)

Drew: You want to know about sex? Why? Are you and Tracey planning on having sex?

Marisa: Of course not. I’m asking for one of my idiot friends.

Drew: Marcus?

Marisa: It doesn’t matter who, just tell me what you know. (Harley walks up)

Drew: Okay…sex…Well with me…

Harley: Drew is talking about his sex life with May? Oh, I’ve got to hear this!

Drew: What do you want Harley?

Harley: What? Can’t I chat with two of my favorite people in the world? (Marisa sighs) Is something bugging you?

Marisa: Sort of. I have a friend who’s ready to have sex, but isn’t ready to do it at the same time. You get what I mean?

Harley: Is this friend of yours and the person he's with over the age of 18?

Marisa: Yeah.

Harley: And do these two people care for each other?

Marisa: Well, yeah!

Harley: I see no problem with it.

Drew: Of course you don’t!

Harley: I wouldn’t talk if I were you, Drew-boy! I think that sex and condom talk we had in high school just flew right past you! (Drew growls)

Drew: That’s nothing compared to all of the things I heard and saw involving your sex life with Tucker.

Harley: You lie! Tucker and I never had sex and you should be ashamed of yourself for saying that we did.

Drew: No, I KNOW FOR A FACT you two had sex with each other.

Marisa: How so?

Narrator: Let’s freeze for a second. You see, a couple of years ago, back when Harley was a junior in high school and Tucker was a senior, those two were pretty much an item. But, their raging hormones got the best of them and so, they decided to dig into their temptations and go at it like two cats in heat in the Green Room. Meanwhile, Drew was going to get something out of the room when he accidentally saw that. After seeing approximately 1.57 seconds of that, Drew quickly shut the door and puked more than May did during her first trimester of pregnancy. But of course, Tucker and Harley didn’t notice that the door opened. They were too busy with their gay sex. We now return to your story already in progress.

Harley: Blabbermouth!

Drew: I can’t stand that Narrator!

Marisa: Somebody needs to be fired!

Narrator: Sorry guys!

Harley: Eh, anyways…You saw that?

Drew: Yeah! Creepiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life!

Harley: Not to me! Tucker was hung like an elephant! That was pure heaven to me! And then that Nando...ooh mama!

Drew: I don’t want to hear it! Hey, where’d Marisa go? She’s usually okay with hearing graphic things like that. (Nearby)

Marisa: Most things never bug me or get to me…But that was just too much information! I guess I could go through with it. What’s the worst that could happen? (Marcus pops up behind her)

Marcus: I’m glad you asked that!

Marisa: What are you doing here?

Marcus: Well, it’s not really me. This is just your mind at work! Well, let me tell you some of the pros and cons to having sex with Tracey. First, I’ll head down the list of pros! First of all, you picked a great choice to have sex with. As far as you know, he’s pretty clean and is still a virgin. Also, if you do this, you will no longer be classified as a virgin! And since it’s only with one person, you won’t be deemed as a whore. Rumors and results may vary!

Marisa: True!

Marcus: But then there are the cons! Tracey might have a secret life that you don’t know about and could have slept with any number of women. Men too! For all you know, he could have had a threesome with Harley and Tucker.

Marisa: No freakin’ way!

Marcus: Oh come on! He’s a man! Men get curious and a majority of them get curious and play both sides of the fence. And then, there is the subject of protection! Sure he may have a condom, but what’ll happen if the condom breaks? Need I remind you of what happened with Drew and May?

Marisa: That’s it, he’s wearing two condoms!

Marcus: Oh-ho-ho, very clever! But what if both of those condoms go bust? You could still end up pregnant! Isn’t that just sweet?

Marisa: Hell no! I hate kids!

Marcus: And you also hate the thought of having morning sickness. Well, I better go! Someone is coming and will most likely snap you out of this reverie. (Marcus disappears)

Harley: Hey Marisa! You ran off so quickly, we were afraid…well Drew was afraid that you got grossed out by my story of romance.

Drew: That was not a story of romance that was a story of disgust!

Harley: You sound like the Catholic Church!

Marisa: No, I’m fine. I was just thinking about something.

Drew: You and Tracey aren’t really thinking about having sex, are you?

Marisa: Yeah, he wishes.

Harley: So, you're not the one who has questions about sex?

Marisa: Well, you boys have given me a lot to think about and I’ll give the word to my friend. I have to get going now! (She walks away)

Harley: I say she’s not fooling anybody!

Drew: I don’t know! It is Marisa after all! She did say a friend so maybe it could be Marcus or even Misty.

Harley: Marcus wouldn’t know what to do with himself if he was offered pussy on a plate. And I wouldn’t hold my breath with Misty. Sure, she and Ash have been together for about two years or so, but I don’t think their relationship is mature enough to hit that milestone.

Drew: But Marisa has been going out for the same amount of time…Eh, I give up! (Later at Dawn’s house)

Dawn: What do you think?

Laura: It’s a very pretty dress. I’m surprised you still want to go to the Prom.

Dawn: What do you mean?

Laura: Well, with all of the things said around school. I mean, first you’re with Zoey and now you’re with Conway. A boy!

Dawn: I thought we set the record straight on that. With Zoey, it was a bit of a phase. Now that the phase is over, I’m with Conway.

Laura: You’re just like that chick who dated Ellen DeGeneres and then turned around and dated a guy.

Dawn: No shame in being bisexual! Besides, need I remind you that Zoey broke up with me first.

Laura: That’s true!

Dawn: Good. Now let’s drop the subject! (Johanna walks by)

Johanna: Can’t wait for the Prom I take it?

Dawn: I’m so excited!

Johanna: Well, it’ll be Saturday before you know it. How about you Laura? Are you ready for the Prom?

Laura: Yeah, more or less.

Johanna: Got yourself a nice date?

Laura: Oh…I do have my boyfriend.

Johanna: That’s nice dear. (Doorbell rings) I’ll be right back girls.

Dawn: Okay, now that my mother is away, what’s really going on? Between you and Gary!

Laura: Where are you going with this?

Dawn: I’m just concerned. Every time there’s an event you invite him to, he’s always inexplicably busy or can’t make it.

Laura: Not every event! He came to the Renaissance Fair.

Dawn: I’m just afraid that he’s doing something…unforgivable when he’s not with you.

Laura: Don’t worry Dawn!

Dawn: That’s when I worry the most!

Laura: Look Dawn, in every relationship you have to have a little faith in your partner.

Dawn: I guess so…But still… (Johanna walks by)

Johanna: Dawn, I need your help in the living room.

Dawn: Oh man! I’ll be right back. (She leaves the room)

Laura: Take your time! (Pulls out her cell phone) Please pick up! Please pick up! (In the other room)

Dawn: What exactly did you order?

Johanna: Just a little something from the Home Shopping Network.

Dawn: Little? This thing weighs a ton!

Johanna: Just make sure you don’t drop it. It’s my new fountain!

Dawn: You bought a tranquility fountain that’s the size of the Rock of Gibraltar?

Johanna: It was a good buy!

Dawn: (Sighs) I’m going to go and see if Laura is okay. (Back in the other room)

Laura: Hi Gary!

Gary: Hey babe, what’s on your mind?

Laura: I wanted to ask you if you’re able to take me to the Prom on Saturday.

Gary: It’s this Saturday? Sorry sweetie, I’ve got to catch up on my schoolwork in the day time and at night I have to go to my work-study job. I’m sorry Laura.

Laura: It’s okay. (Wipes away a tear) If you can’t go I’m not going to fight you on it. I’ll talk to you later. (Hangs up)

Dawn: Laura? (She jumps)

Laura: I wasn’t doing anything!

Dawn: Liar.

Laura: (Sighs) How much did you hear?

Dawn: I walked in when you asked Gary to the dance.

Laura: (Sighs) I guess I’ll be going alone.

Dawn: Don’t talk like that! We can still find you a date for the Prom if Gary fails to go with you. Now I know that guy Riley is still searching for a date.

Laura: No Dawn. I’m sorry. I just don’t want to discuss this and I don’t feel right about going with someone who isn’t my boyfriend. (A little later in Marisa’s room at the dorm)

Marisa: Do I want to or do I not want to? That is the question. I never thought it was going to be so difficult to choose. But when I’m with Tracey, I somehow feel like I’m safe. (Phone rings) Hello.

Tracey: Hey! Are you feeling better?

Marisa: A little.

Tracey: Any more thought into us…going all the way?

Marisa: (Sighs) I can’t believe I’m saying this! Let’s do it.

Tracey: Really?

Marisa: But, it can’t be at the dorm rooms, at your house, my parent’s house, and you have to wear two condoms.

Tracey: Two?

Marisa: Don’t make me bump you up to three!

Tracey: Fine, I promise to be protected! I think I’ve got a solution to where we can do it. One of my cousins works at a Motel 6 and he can hook me up with a really good deal on a room.

Marisa: Motel 6?! I'm not losing my virginity at some rundown motel where they leave the light on for you.

Tracey: Okay, where do you expect us to have sex?

Marisa: I don’t know! But it better be a step-up from that Motel 6 piece of crap idea. (A little later at Tracey’s house)

Tracey: Thanks for coming over.

Cheryl: This better be important.

Tracey: It is. Cheryl, I need your advice on…

Cheryl: You got Marisa pregnant, didn’t you?

Tracey: What? No! Although, we’re planning on having sex! It’s just that we don’t know where we want to do it.

Cheryl: Hmm…You’ve tried pitching the Motel 6 idea, didn’t you?

Tracey: Yeah and she threw it right back in my face.

Cheryl: No duh, Tracey. No girl wants to lose her virginity at the Motel 6. I do have a friend who works at the Courtyard Marriott. I’m pretty sure I can get you in on a discount. Now is it going to be for one night or the entire weekend?

Tracey: It’s only going to be one night. First, let me run that idea by Marisa. (Dials the phone)

Marisa: Hello.

Tracey: I’m back.

Marisa: This better be good.

Tracey: How does the Courtyard sound?

Marisa: Well that’s a lot better. Okay, book us for one night. I know that place is expensive as hell.

Tracey: Fair enough.

Marisa: Now we can go Saturday evening after I come back from a protest. When we get to the hotel, I can give you the money to pay for the room.

Tracey: You don’t have to do that. I can cover the room. Look, I’ll see you later. (He hangs up)

Cheryl: See, she went for the Courtyard idea.

Tracey: Yeah but Cheryl, those rooms are expensive. I don’t have the money to…

Cheryl: Here!

Tracey: What’s this?

Cheryl: It’s money. I knew this day would come where you guys would want to spring for a hotel room just so you guys can go at it like cats in heat. So, I’m doing my part by helping out my baby cousin.

Tracey: Thanks Cheryl. Now remember, no one is to know of this, especially Mom!

Cheryl: My lips are sealed. Have fun becoming a man. (The next morning at the high school)

Riley: Hey Laura!

Laura: What’s up?

Riley: Well, I got word that you were looking for a date for the Prom.

Laura: Huh? As much as I’m flattered Riley, I don’t really want to go with anyone.

Riley: Really? I got word that your boyfriend isn’t going with you and that you’re kind of desperate for a date.

Laura: Who told you that?

Riley: Dawn.

Laura: She said that?

Riley: Well actually, that’s what she told me to say. See, it’s all written down on this piece of paper. (Laura growls and runs off) I’m sorry! Was I not supposed to show you the paper?

Laura: You!

Dawn: What’s the problem?

Laura: You’re my problem! Why did you tell Riley all of that stuff? Why couldn’t you just keep your big mouth shut?

Dawn: Well, I didn’t think he was that stupid to show you the paper I told him to memorize it before talking to you. It’s not my fault that he’s a dumbass.

Laura: Well do me a favor and butt-out of my love life!

Dawn: You need to admit to yourself that Gary doesn’t want you anymore.

Laura: SHUT UP! (Dawn gasps) You don’t know that! Gary still cares for me. (She starts to tear up) Just forget it! It’s not worth my time fighting with you.

Dawn: But Laura…

Laura: Just leave me alone! (She walks away)

Marley: What the hell did you do to her? She’s normally not this edgy!

Dawn: Look, it wasn’t a big deal. I was trying to help her out. Gary won’t go to the Prom with Laura because he’s busy. And this isn't the first time he's blown her off! I honestly think he doesn’t care about her anymore. So I was trying to help Laura out with her dilemma to at least go to the Prom with someone else, even if it’s as a friend.

Zoey: Dawn, did Laura ever tell you to interfere?

Dawn: No.

Zoey: That’s what I thought. She wanted to do things on her own and she didn’t want any help from you. Otherwise, she would have said so.

Marley: You should apologize to her.

Dawn: I know, I’m going to do it. (Laura glares at her from across the hall) As soon as she gets rid of that ugly look on her face!

Narrator: Yeah, Laura was a little bitter throughout the rest of the week and kept her distance away from Dawn and most everybody else at school. Meanwhile, Marisa and Tracey have been preparing for the “big night” as they put it. I mean honestly, they’re only 18! I say it’s immoral for them to have sex so soon.

Marisa: Will you shut the hell up?

Tracey: Honestly! Don’t ruin it for us!

Narrator: Fine, I won’t be the killjoy! Here we are at the fabulous…and expensive Courtyard Marriott! A place where these two will conceive their bastard children!

Marisa: They ought to fire that stupid narrator!

Tracey: Come on! We’re here! How does that make you feel?

Marisa: Very sick to my stomach.

Tracey: Hey for how much I put out for this room, we’re making the most of it.

Marisa: In other words, you expect to lose your virginity or this night will be a total waste.

Tracey: Well, not exactly like that.

Marisa: Hey, wait a second! How did you get the money to pay for the room? You don’t have a job.

Tracey: Oh…I had some cash stashed for a rainy day.

Marisa: Hold the phone! Is that Gary checking into the front desk?

Tracey: Maybe it’s someone else. Come on!

Marisa: No, that’s Gary! (Tracey sighs) Look, Gary’s okay because he’s our age, but if he’s going to mess with my baby cousin, he’s got another thing coming!

Tracey: Hold on! I think Pallet High is having their Prom here.

Marisa: Uh-huh…

Tracey: See, here come a few girls in dresses through the door.

Marisa: …I think I would feel a little better if I interrogate him.

Tracey: What if I told you that I’m wearing a black thong with the diamond in the back?

Marisa: …When did you get that? Oh…um…race you to the room! (Nearby)

Brianna: Well, I guess it’s a step up from Homecoming where both of you came wearing tuxedos. At least one of you decided to come wearing a dress. What’d you do, a coin flip?

Dawn: You look like Amy Lee from Evanescence!

Marley: Please don’t compare me to her.

Zoey: And what is wrong with wearing a tuxedo?

Brianna: Nothing darling! (Casey walks by) What is this some crazy theme that I wasn’t told about?

Casey: Don’t think I’ve gone and played for the other team just because I’m wearing a tux! I’m very straight. I just think that dresses suck.

Zoey: As long as I don’t see Giorgio in a dress, I’ll be fine.

Casey: (Sarcastic) Ha-ha, very funny! (She walks away)

Zoey: So Dawn. Did you apologize?

Dawn: Well…I tried to, but she was just not having it. She doesn’t want to listen to me when all I’m trying to do is help her out.

Marley: Check out Romeo and Juliet at the front counter. (Zoey and Dawn gasp)

Dawn: It can’t be!

Zoey: It’s Gary!

Marley: Who?

Zoey: That’s Laura’s boyfriend.

Dawn: Kissing on some trick who isn’t Laura!

Zoey: Laura needs to see this for herself.

Laura: Need to see what for myself!

Dawn: THERE! RIGHT THERE! YOUR SO CALLED BOYFRIEND! (Sees Gary kissing another girl)

Laura: Huh? Gary!

Dawn: I knew it! I knew he was going to do this to you. (Laura cries and runs in a different direction)

Zoey: Why did you do that?

Dawn: That was telling her what she needed to see.

Marley: No, that was making her feel bad.

Dawn: I give up! I tried to show her the light and she hates me for it and then I show her the truth and that was wrong. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. (Upstairs in a hotel room)

Marisa: You ready?

Tracey: I guess so. (She comes out wearing a black negligee) Whoa! When did you buy that?

Marisa: During the week. Okay, a few rules for the night. First of all, we do not answer the phone or the door. If there’s someone outside our door, we look out the little peep-hole. That’s why it’s there! Second, do you have your condom on? I’m only going to ask one time!

Tracey: It’s on! (She jumps on him) Holy crap! (They fall on the bed and make out)

Narrator: And it finally begins! Tracey and Marisa in the middle of making sweet love! I guess I was all wrong about those two breaking common ground. I guess it's time for them to act like two cats in heat.

Marisa: Stop! (Record scratches)

Narrator: Stop?

Tracey: What do you mean stop?

Marisa: I can’t do this! I thought I could…but I can’t! I need some air.

Tracey: Do you want me to…

Marisa: I just need to be alone. (She puts on her shoes and coat and walks out the door)

Tracey: Damn it all. (On the main floor)

Marisa: (Sighs) Damn! Well this is just great! We almost go all the way and then my sense of morality had to butt-in. But do I really want to...? (Hears crying) Huh? (Gasp) Oh my God, Laura! (Thinking) Damn it! Now I’m screwed! I’m in a hotel, wearing this skimpy-ass negligee and Laura is going to see me! Maybe if I think of a quick lie and stay to the original story... (Aloud) Hello Laura, beautiful evening it is and, holy crap, you’re crying!

Laura: Marisa, what are you doing here?

Marisa: Oh me, I was just here with a few of my girlfriends…for a study session. Yup! No guys with me! But why are you here in your best dress, crying?

Laura: Gary…He’s cheating on me. He cheats on me with some blonde bimbo.

Marisa: That’s not good. (She embraces her) Don’t worry! Your big cousin is here and she’ll take care of things.

Laura: I just feel like a complete idiot. All the time he’s been away from me, he cheats on me. And now he’s upstairs doing God knows what to this girl.

Marisa: And you’re not up there kicking his ass? You have the right to do that! (Dawn walks up) Dawn?

Laura: What do you want?

Dawn: I just came to say that I was sorry for what I did and for the stupid things I said. Are you still mad at me?

Laura: No. Not at you anyways!

Marisa: Would you be mad if I interfered?

Laura: I have a feeling I’ll have no choice but to let you. What are you going to do?

Marisa: You leave that to me! (At the main desk) Excuse me, but there are three, drunk teenagers stumbling around on the third floor hallways and it’s really disturbing the peace and tranquility around our room.

Man: I will call security right away.

Marisa: I already tried that and they are tied up out front with some other teenagers spray-painting “I’m a Douchebag” on some white Chevy, license plate number GWT-421.

Man: THAT’S MY CAR! (He leaves the front desk)

Marisa: That was almost too easy! You two watch the area and make sure nobody comes back here.

Dawn: I miss it when your cousin is in action.

Laura: Never a dull moment with her.

Marisa: (Typing) Gary Oak…Come on, come on, come on…Ah-ha! He’s in room 323! Let’s go girls! (They run to the elevator)

Laura: What are we going to do now?

Marisa: You’ll see! (On the third floor)

Dawn: So it’s going to be an old-fashioned beat down? I want to try and do the sleeper-hold on him.

Marisa: Let me just see if we can find some common ground with him. (A door opens)

Tracey: There you are. Huh?

Dawn: Tracey! (Looks at him) Whoa, Tracey! (Blushes)

Laura: Oh my God! You weren’t...

Marisa: I’m not in the liberty to discuss this at the moment. Tracey, put your damn pants on! The girls don’t need to see you in a black thong.

Tracey: No point in me asking if you’re still in the mood. (Puts on a robe) Wait up!

Marisa: Room 323, there it is. (Laura knocks on the door) Room service!

Gary: I’ve got it, baby. It’s the room service.

Girl: (Seductively) Well, hurry back.

Gary: Damn, you’re ready for action! (He opens the door) Laura?

Laura: Gary. (She glares at him)

Gary: Oh, you want an explanation!

Dawn: You’ve got some nerve cheating on my best friend.

Gary: Who are you? (Dawn kicks him in the shin) Ouch! What’s this all about? That really hurt, you know.

Marisa: Oh, you have no idea what the meaning of the word hurt is!

Gary: Marisa?

Marisa: (Smiles) Hi Gary! (She punches him in the face and he falls down) I am trying to enjoy my night with my sweet boyfriend, but I can’t have that because my cousin needed my help. Of course, I’m happy to help my cousin at any time. (Screaming) BUT IF I HAVE TO BEAT UP HER CHEATING BOYFRIEND, I’LL BE HAPPY TO DO IT!

Girl: Gary, are you alright?

Laura: You bitch! You’re the reason why he’s been so distant with me. You stole my boyfriend. Well you know what? You can keep him! That’s right! Gary, you’ve been in college for almost nine months and since then you’ve been blowing me off at nearly every turn. I brushed it off thinking that you had a lot on your plate. But I didn't realize your plate had a naked whore on it. I was always faithful to you and I thought you were going to be faithful to me. Until I saw you kissing on this whore tonight! Well not anymore! I’m through with your ass! I know I’m worth more than that! I’m going to be with a man who can treat me right! Peace out, you little punk-ass bitch! (Gary groans on the floor)

Marisa: And now my final thought. I have nothing against your grandfather and nothing but the utmost respect for him. Your sister, I like her, but not when she’s around my boyfriend. But if I ever see you, Gary Rutherford Oak anywhere near me, my family, or friends again, remember this pain. (She kicks him in the crotch) Remember that and think twice! (They leave the room)

Dawn: Holy crap! I can’t believe you punched him like that and then kicked him in the nuts. I haven’t seen you punch out anybody like that since Whitney last year.

Marisa: Don’t follow by my actions Dawn. Just a little friendly advice from one chick to another! I regret punching out Whitney now, but with Gary, it’s a whole different situation. The two of us have a history and not a colorful one either. I thought I could bury the hatchet, but now that’s never going to happen. Not after what he’s done. I’m sorry Laura.

Laura: I’m sorry too. I’m sorry that I made myself believe that Gary still loved me. I can’t believe that he would do something as stupid as that. I hate men.

Marisa: Now hold on. Not all men are bad. Sure, there are a few rotten ones in a bunch and several perverts like Brock out there. But there are some decent guys out there. I should know, because I have one. (Tracey smiles)

Laura: As shocking as it is to believe! And Tracey, I hope you learned a powerful lesson tonight.

Dawn: Yeah, don’t cheat on Marisa.

Tracey: You got that right!

Laura: Well, we should get back to the Prom.

Dawn: Oh man, Conway must be wondering where I am.

Laura: Let’s go! And thanks for everything tonight, Marisa! I promise that I won’t tell your parents I ran into you tonight.

Marisa: It’s no problem. (They walk away)

Tracey: Now where were we?

Marisa: I’m going to sleep.

Tracey: WHAT?

Marisa: I’m sorry. Were you expecting something?

Tracey: I guess not. You’re still not ready to give up being a virgin I take it.

Marisa: I’m sorry Tracey, I just can’t go through with it. I’m just not ready yet. I will be one day, just not tonight.

Tracey: I can respect that. The truth is that I wasn’t really ready to do it either.

Marisa: Plus, seeing Gary in that hotel room with that hooker was a real mood killer.

Tracey: Ain’t that the truth! But now that this is all cleared up, what are we going to do with this room?

Marisa: We’re staying. You’re sleeping on the other bed, and if you even come anywhere near me when I’m asleep, I’ll cut you.

Tracey: Got it sweetie! (Back downstairs)

Conway: There you are!

Riley: Marley and Zoey got a little concerned when they didn’t see you guys for a while. Is everything okay?

Laura: Yeah, everything is fine now.

Zoey: Is everything settled between you two?

Dawn: Yup! It was beautiful! Laura and her cousin beat up Gary and Laura called him a “Punk-ass bitch” and then we saw him getting kicked in the nuts. Damn it! I feel pumped!

Conway: Is she going to kill me tonight?

Riley: You beat up someone?

Laura: I didn’t lay a hand on him. My cousin was the one who beat him up and he deserved it. That’s what he gets for cheating on me!

Riley: Your boyfriend cheated on you? I’m sorry to hear that.

Dawn: Um, okay folks, time to leave these two alone.

Conway: Good luck Riley!

Zoey: Don’t encourage his ego. (They leave)

Laura: Yeah, he cheated on me.

Riley: Why on earth would anybody want to cheat on someone as sweet as you?

Laura: There are a lot of jerks in this world who would love to break a heart. And usually the people who end up hurt are the optimistic and trusting ones. I trusted him and he broke that trust and for that I will never forgive him. (Riley grabs her hands)

Riley: It’s all over now. You can move on. (Laura blushes)

Laura: Riley, I don’t know what to say. I care a lot about you, but I don’t want to rush into this. I’m not looking for a relationship for the time being. But, I would like it if you would be my date for the evening.

Riley: For real? That’s more than okay with me!

Narrator: So I guess the night wasn’t a total loss. I mean Laura had the time of her life and certainly this is one night she won’t ever forget. But let’s go straight to the next morning back in the hotel room with Tracey and Marisa, to see how their night went.

Tracey: (Yawns) It’s morning!

Marisa: It looks very pretty from up here at sunrise.

Tracey: You know, it’s been really nice spending that time with you last night.

Marisa: Yeah well I know that ice cream sundaes and tongue kissing isn’t at the top like having sex, but at least it’s something.

Tracey: As long as it was with you, it was fine with me.

Marisa: I’m going to take a bath. (She hums as she walks to the bathroom)

Tracey: What are you up to? (She hides, throws her negligee on the ground and shuts the door) She isn’t waffling on me! (Tries to open the door) What the hell? It’s locked!

Marisa: Nice try, you sneak! You’re not getting these cookies yet! Ha!

Tracey: You little sneak! I can’t believe I fell for that!

~*Preview*~

May: Two days before my wedding…Oh I’m so anxious. Soon I will be Mrs. May Rose. Oh…But before that, I’ve got to get through a few hurdles including a few breakdowns, a family tragedy, and someone is pregnant. I’m not saying who is going to have what, but I’m telling you that this is one hell of a season finale. Next time on Romance 102, Chapter 13…See you next time!