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~New Character Introduced~
Glacia
Original Date of Post: 02/01/2009
Narrator: Sometimes, it takes a while to get over a boyfriend or girlfriend after a bad break-up. I know by experience! When my girlfriend left me, I was a wreck. I would cry under a tree…without wearing pants. Did I mention I was drunk as well? Well, after a night in the county jail, I got over it. For some, it might not be that simple. (Radio playing) Like Miss Sunshine here. (Marisa lays in bed and sighs)
I can't get out of bed today
Or get you off my mind
I just can't seem to find a way
To leave the love behind
I ain't trippin
I'm just missing you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
You kept me hanging from a string
Why you make me cry?
I tried to give you everything
But you just gave me lies
Laura: Her radio is on.
Michelle: That means she’s awake.
Laura: Is it just me or is the radio playing a lot of break-up songs lately?
Michelle: It’s just your imagination!
Laura: I’m worried about Marisa. Ever since she came back from the hospital, she’s been very depressed. It’s actually come to the point where she doesn’t want to keep in contact with Marcus anymore.
Michelle: She isn’t talking to Marcus?
Laura: No. Every time he calls, she always tells him that she’s busy or just avoids talking on the phone.
Michelle: This is serious.
Laura: All she does is go on her computer and type away. Writing about stories of heartache and pain! She is not letting go of Tracey one bit! I think the reason she doesn’t talk to Marcus anymore is because she wants the line to be clear in case Tracey ever comes to his senses and calls her again! (Marisa hits her on the head with a magazine) Ow!
Marisa: What was that you little twerp?
Laura: Oh, um…
Marisa: I told you to never say that name in this house again!
Michelle: Are you ready for your therapy session?
Marisa: Yeah, let’s get this over with. (She walks away)
Laura: You should really get that doctor of hers to medicate her with something to make her less moody.
Michelle: I'm confident she'll be back to her old self again. Until then, a once a week session with a professional will have to do the trick. (A little later in an office)
Glacia: Tell me about these dreams.
Marisa: Sometimes these dreams I have are of flashbacks, but with a twist.
Glacia: With a twist?
Marisa: Yeah. It’s like a flashback, but with a different ending. All of mine consist of my ex-boyfriend and him leaving me.
Glacia: Well in the last few sessions, you’ve talked a great deal about your father and some of the issues you’ve had with him. But, you haven’t really told me about this ex-boyfriend of yours.
Marisa: (Sighs) Tracey.
Glacia: Your last boyfriend I assume.
Marisa: Yeah. We’ve been together since our junior year in high school. He was there for me and I was there for him.
Glacia: How did it end?
Marisa: Badly. Before he dated me, he dated this blonde, petite girl named Daisy. She broke up with him and I started to date him. Over this last summer, he…cheated on me with her. (Glacia gasps) One of my friends saw the two of them kissing while I was out of town. When I confronted him, he LIED and said that she came onto him. And as soon as Tracey said that, he broke up with me. It was over before I knew it!
Glacia: I take it that this was your first boyfriend.
Marisa: Yeah. Before he came, I thought that all men were no good and good for nothing.
Glacia: A complex left by your father.
Marisa: Yeah. But these dreams have him in it and by the end, he breaks my heart.
Glacia: It takes a while for the heart to mend. Especially for those who have been with someone for a long time! You cared for him dearly and you dream about the good moments you two shared with each other. But then the bad memories set in where he breaks your heart. You constantly think about it and it eventually catches up with you in your dreams.
Marisa: I guess I do think about it a lot more than I want to admit it.
Glacia: If you don’t mind me asking, when did you two break up? Was it before or after the death of your father?
Marisa: I believe it was a couple of weeks before the death. I know it was before the appendix incident!
Glacia: Having an appendix out was a pretty big deal. You almost died! Did he ever come visit you in the hospital?
Marisa: No…No, he didn’t. I wish he did. I really wanted him to be by my side. But he never came…I never felt so alone. Even with all of my friends there, I felt so alone.
Glacia: I will tell you out of personal experience with men that he is not worth getting upset over. For someone who doesn’t even visit you in the hospital, especially after something as serious as having your appendix removed, I find him very inconsiderate.
Marisa: I should know that. It’s just that…I just can’t make peace with it yet. (Bell dings)
Glacia: Well, that’s one issue I wish to take up with you in our next session. (In the waiting room)
Marisa: All done.
Michelle: Alright then. Marisa, wait in the car. I want to ask Glacia a question in private.
Marisa: Okay. But do realize that as my councilor, she is not allowed to reveal anything from the appointments. And since I’m over the age of 18, I am entitled to keep things confidential from you.
Michelle: I know that. Just get in the car. (She leaves the room) Seriously, I want to know if she’s making any kind of progress from the sessions.
Glacia: Of what I can tell you, she’s doing a lot better from two months ago. But she definitely has some issues to iron out.
Michelle: Anything to help with the process?
Glacia: Well, mainly I’ll just tell you to be there for you. In her own way, she thanks you for all that you’re doing for her. It’s just that her mind is in a complete haze right now. Do things with her that she likes to do! (A little later back at the house)
Marisa: I’m going to my room.
Michelle: Okay…No wait! (Firmly) Get back over here!
Marisa: Why? What did I do?
Michelle: Oh…nothing. It’s just that…you’ve been at home every day for the last two months, but we barely speak to each other.
Marisa: Well, we’re having an awkward conversation now. So I guess that’s a step up!
Michelle: How about we get something to eat? My treat!
Marisa: Eh, no. My stomach kind of hurts!
Michelle: What about a movie?
Marisa: No thanks. Nothing interests me!
Michelle: Well, what do you want to do?
Marisa: Write. If you want to help, you can help me edit.
Michelle: Um, okay. What’s this piece about?
Marisa: It’s about a young girl who spent three years of her life with a boy she loved and cherished, until he dates some Jezebel. Luckily the boy catches some strange disease from the Jezebel and dies. Picture it, Italy 1512!
Michelle: Um…Why don’t you get a head start on that and I’ll balance my checkbook?
Marisa: Knock yourself out. (She leaves the room)
Michelle: This is going to be tougher than I thought. (A little later)
Laura: I’ll see you tomorrow. Hey Auntie, what are you doing home early?
Michelle: I had the day off. But since you’re home, I was wondering if you would like to spend some time with your cousin. Lord knows she could use some more interaction with some human beings besides me and her therapist.
Laura: What do you want me to do this time?
Michelle: I don’t know. Try to get her out of the house, get her to talk to Marcus, get her to eat something!
Laura: I’ll try, but I’m not making any promises. (In another room)
Marisa: It was then that she sees the love of her life in the hands of a tramp with golden-blonde locks. She confronted… (Knock on the door) Go away. (The door opens) What part of “go away” do you not understand?
Laura: Hey, do you want to get something to eat?
Marisa: As I told Mom earlier, no. My stomach feels like crap!
Laura: Well then, just come with me. You don’t have to eat anything and I could use the company.
Marisa: Couldn’t you ask Dawn or Brianna or Zoey or one of your other friends?
Laura: They’re all busy. Please!
Marisa: If this is a trick to get me out of house so Mom can bring some stray guy home, I will seek vengeance on the both of you.
Laura: Fair enough.
Marisa: And as long as you’ve got money. (A little later in the car)
Laura: It’s funny. I’m only 16 and I have my driver's license. Meanwhile, you’re 19 and you don’t even have that yet.
Marisa: Nothing funny about me hating driving!
Laura: Oh, you hate everything!
Marisa: Mind if I turn on the radio?
Laura: Oh, go ahead. (Maroon 5’s Wake up Call plays)
Marisa: Okay, we’ll keep this one on.
Laura: (Sighs) Why is there always a break-up song every time she turns on the radio?
Wake up call
Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
Don't you care about me anymore?
Don’t you care about me? I don't think so.
Six foot tall
Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead
He won't come around here anymore
Come around here? I don't think so. (At the diner)
Marisa: We’re at a diner?
Laura: Yeah. I like the burgers here, it’s cheap, and the people who work here are really nice.
Marisa: I guess I can take your word on this. (Inside)
Laura: I’m in the mood for some chili cheese fries. Do you want to split an order with me? I know it’s your favorite!
Marisa: Thinking about it is making me nauseous.
Misty: Marisa?
Marisa: What are you doing here?
Misty: I work here! You guys take a seat, I was about to go on my break so I’ll join.
Laura: Great. (A few minutes later at the table)
Misty: So how have you been Marisa?
Marisa: Meh.
Laura: I think that’s her way of saying that her life is boring, but it doesn’t suck nearly as bad as it did.
Marisa: Thanks for the translation, you little worm! Uninteresting to say the least! How are things with you?
Misty: Things are going fine. I didn’t get a new roommate so I’ve been by myself for the whole semester. All of my classes are going along pretty well and of course I’m working now.
Laura: How long have you been working here?
Misty: About a month or so. Winona was nice enough to put in a good word for me.
Marisa: Oh, how is she?
Misty: She’s doing great! She and Steven moved into this nice apartment a few blocks away so everything seems good with her. (Theresa walks up)
Theresa: Misty, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?
Misty: Right. Theresa, this is Marisa. She and I went to high school together. And this is her younger cousin, Laura.
Theresa: Nice to meet you. My name is Theresa and I work with Misty.
Marisa: Nice to meet you. (Abigail walks up)
Abigail: Theresa! (She jumps) Make sure you make our guests feel right at home!
Theresa: Yes Aunt Abby!
Abigail: Misty, after your break, be sure and take out the trash.
Misty: Yes ma’am!
Theresa: You’ll have to excuse her. She’s the big boss in charge!
Misty: Don’t get the wrong idea. Abby is a nice lady.
Marisa: Say Misty, I haven’t really talked to anybody since I got home from the hospital and I was wondering how the whole gang was doing.
Misty: Well Ash is doing fine. He’s actually passing school with a C average this time! Brock is still together with Jasmine, as amazing as that sounds!
Laura: The pervert is still with a girl? The world is truly mad!
Misty: Stranger things have happened, my dear. Harley is doing well and he has a dance performance in a couple of weeks. If you would like to come, I’m sure he’d appreciate it.
Marisa: We’ll see.
Misty: Oh and of course Drew and May are doing okay. And their daughter is already walking and is starting to talk. She’s so cute.
Marisa: I suppose that’s all?
Misty: Huh? Oh…You’re wondering if…
Marisa: Never mind Misty. I’m going to the bathroom. I’ll be back in a little bit. (She leaves)
Misty: She’s not over Tracey at all, is she?
Laura: Not one bit! She doesn’t want to admit it to anyone because otherwise she sees it as a sign of weakness. It’s terrible Misty! She’s had such an attitude, worse than usual! And her writing is just so dark! All she writes about is heartache and pain! Though the internet community eats up her writing, she constantly thinks about Tracey.
Misty: Maybe I should help her find someone else. But all of our friends are either taken or gay!
Laura: I can't help but think she needs a guy break! Prior to dating Tracey, she had no interest in any guy. Not only that but show no respect for the opposite sex! Except for Marcus!
Misty: I know during high school she didn’t feel interested in the guys at the school.
Laura: Can’t really blame her there!
Misty: But, I think that all changed when she met Tracey.
Laura: Good thing she met him too. My parents thought that she was going to turn lesbian. But a little piece of advice, don’t say Tracey’s name in front of her. She turns into bit of a monster.
Misty: Thanks for the heads-up!
Laura: Just as well, don’t mention anything about your sister, Daisy. She puts Daisy in the story and the results are not that pretty. Half the time Tracey dies and then Daisy the other half. (Marisa walks back) Oh, hey!
Marisa: I suppose you two had a nice talk while I was gone.
Laura: Oh yeah. We were catching up!
Marisa: Were you Laura or was Misty catching up on all the dirt that you told her? Try to ask yourself that!
Misty: No really, we were catching up with each other! Isn’t that right? (Marisa glares at Laura)
Laura: We were just talking! Girl talk!
Marisa: Whatever! (Later that night)
Laura: We’re back!
Marisa: I’ll be in my room. (She leaves)
Michelle: How did it go?
Laura: Still pissed off and I think even more! We ran into Misty at the diner!
Michelle: Why would running into Misty make her mad? I thought she and her were best friends!
Laura: They are. It’s just that seeing Misty can trigger the big thing. Misty’s sister is the one who stole Tracey away from her.
Michelle: Oh, that’s right. I completely forgot that fact. Well, I have something here that’ll lift Marisa’s spirits. (Holds up a ticket)
Laura: You got her a ticket to a wrestling match? Interesting choice since she hates the sport, but still applauds stupidity at the same time!
Michelle: (Sighs) Read the tickets! It's for her to get a free massage!
Laura: Well, it has the word free in it.
Michelle: She can’t resist getting a massage! Maybe it’ll loosen her up! She’s getting it this weekend.
Laura: Let’s hope that the person can perform a miracle. (A few days later at a spa)
Marisa: Okay, I guess this could relax me! (Knock on the door) I hope she knows what she’s doing. (The door opens)
Lucian: Are you ready?
Marisa: Yeah, I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be.
Lucian: Very good. Now just…wait a sec! Marisa?
Marisa: Huh? Lucian? You’re going to give me a massage?
Lucian: I guess so.
Marisa: Maybe I should leave.
Lucian: Wait Marisa, don’t go. Look if you’re worried about me making sexual advances, rest assure that I will not! I am professional with my work and would never think of doing something that could scar my record and reputation for life.
Marisa: I didn’t have that worry until you put that thought in my head.
Lucian: Then, what’s the problem?
Marisa: It’s silly really.
Lucian: Mind if I take a crack at it? Are you uncomfortable with massages in general?
Marisa: No...it's not that.
Lucian: Then is it some kind of issue that I’ll be the one doing it or that you have a male treating you instead of a female?
Marisa: I guess it sounds a little weird that I’d rather have a complete stranger massage me than someone I know.
Lucian: I get your meaning.
Marisa: But I’ll stay! I can’t pass up a free massage after all.
Lucian: Excellent. (He dims the lights)
Marisa: But if any Barry White music comes on, you’re dead.
Lucian: No problem! (Rain forest sounds come on) Now just relax and give me a warning if something starts to hurt.
Marisa: (Sighs) Thank you Lucian.
Lucian: I heard what happened to you over the summer.
Marisa: Which thing was that because a lot happened?
Lucian: Misty told me that you lost your father to cancer. I’m sorry that happened.
Marisa: Hey, I’m not the one who had the cancer.
Lucian: Well, I know you weren’t close to your father, but it must have hit you in some way.
Marisa: Yeah, well I think the scar from where my appendix was taken out is proof that it hit me.
Lucian: I guess things weren’t going for you at all this year.
Marisa: Tell me about it. (Sighs) You are really good at this Lucian.
Lucian: Glad you’re enjoying the massage.
Marisa: When did you become such a professional?
Lucian: I studied a little bit before graduating from high school and I got this part time job on the side.
Marisa: Is there anything you can't do?
Lucian: (Blushes) Oh come on! I’m not great at everything! Oh yeah, how’s Tracey doing?
Marisa: Beats the hell out of me! Tracey and I aren’t together anymore.
Lucian: Oh really? May I ask why you two broke up?
Marisa: (Sighs) He dumped me so he could be with his former girlfriend.
Lucian: Tracey did that?
Marisa: Yup. Even frenched her while we were still a couple!
Lucian: Now that’s just messed up!
Marisa: Well, that’s out of my life now.
Lucian: Hmm.
Marisa: (Thinking) But…I do miss him. That just won’t go away so easily. (An hour later outside the room)
Michelle: Thank you for doing this Lucian.
Lucian: My pleasure.
Laura: So, did you make sure she had a PLEASURABLE time?
Michelle: Laura, don’t ask such things!
Lucian: Well, she seems a lot more relaxed now.
Michelle: I have to thank you again. After the events of these last six months, it's physically and mentally drained her.
Laura: Missing Tracey and all!
Lucian: About that! You think she’d be up for a date with me? (They gasp)
Laura: Perfect! She could go on a date with him and boom! She’ll be back to her old self again!
Michelle: Laura, this isn’t the quick-fix answer! But if you are willing to put up with her on a date, I could give you her cell number.
Lucian: Thanks. (That night at Marisa’s house)
Marisa: Hmm. I need something good that rhymes with cheating, puss-spewing, Neanderthal! (Phone rings) Who could that be? Hello!
Lucian: Hi Marisa.
Marisa: Lucian! What’s up? I don’t remember giving you my phone number.
Lucian: Oh, your mother and cousin gave me your phone number.
Marisa: Really?
Lucian: Say Marisa, I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me. I could take you to a movie of your choice and then we can get something to eat afterwards.
Marisa: Well...Can I think about it?
Lucian: Sure thing. You have my number if you decide. (She hangs up and goes into another room)
Marisa: Alright! Which one of you set me up with Lucian?
Michelle: Something wrong with that?
Marisa: I didn’t need you two hens setting me up with a random person! I was going to find someone to go out with eventually.
Laura: No you weren’t! You were just going to stay in that room and keep on convincing yourself that Tracey was going to come to his senses and come back to you. Give it up! He is never coming back!
Marisa: Don’t ever say that Laura!
Michelle: Just go out with Lucian. He seems like a nice boy. Plus, it's only a date and nothing more. If you don’t feel comfortable after the date, you don’t have to go out with him again. There’s no law saying you have to keep seeing him after just one date.
Marisa: (Sighs) I hate it when you use logic against me!
Michelle: Your father used to say that!
Marisa: Don’t ever say that again!
Laura: Just go out with Lucian. If Tracey can have the time of his life with that blonde, ditzy idiot, you can have twice as much fun with Lucian. (She goes back in the room and dials the phone)
Marisa: Lucian.
Lucian: You’ve made your decision already?
Marisa: I’ll take you up on that offer Lucian. You pick the movie and I’ll pick the restaurant.
Lucian: Great. Now for the movie, I was thinking of seeing this documentary about Che Guevara.
Marisa: Huh? (Thinking) I like documentaries as much as the next person, but that’s almost four hours long! Is he freakin’ kidding me? (Aloud) Oh great! So when do you want to do this?
Lucian: We can do it next weekend. I’m off from work!
Marisa: Okay, that sounds great. (The next morning in Marisa’s room)
Laura: So what dress are you going to wear for this date?
Marisa: Can I answer when I’m actually up to defend myself? (Pulls the sheets over her head)
Laura: I know you’re going out with Lucian and I want to know what outfit you’ll be wearing.
Michelle: You never know what this could lead to.
Marisa: I’m not going out for another six days. Get your nosy butts out of my room!
Michelle: Okay, we’ll leave you alone.
Marisa: Thank you!
Laura: Do you want the purple or the pink skirt?
Marisa: OUT!
Laura: Spoiled sport! (A couple of days later)
Marisa: Hmm…Hmm…Well I’m stuck! (Doorbell rings) If it’s another salesman, I am going to scream. (She opens the door) Marcus?
Marcus: Long time, no see little buddy! I brought you some lunch if you don’t mind.
Marisa: Oh, I can’t resist. Get in! So what brings you to my neck of the woods?
Marcus: Nothing in particular. Just wanted to drive by and see how you’re doing. But I also came by to ask you a question face-to-face. Why the hell didn’t you tell me that you were dating Lucian?
Marisa: Who told you that?
Marcus: Well, Laura called and told me a couple of days ago and then I ran into the boy yesterday. He actually seems pretty excited about this.
Marisa: I don’t know why he’s getting excited. He's had a lot of girlfriends around the university. It’s not like this is his first date.
Marcus: It’s his first date with you.
Marisa: Not a big deal.
Marcus: Maybe not to you. Why didn’t you tell me?
Marisa: Must have slipped my mind!
Marcus: No it didn’t! And to tell you the truth, it’s starting to feel like you are ignoring me on purpose. In the last month alone, I don't think we've even had a full conversation. (Marisa sighs) Is there something you want to tell me?
Marisa: The reason I don’t tell you things now is because I know you’re keeping in contact with Tracey.
Marcus: What the hell does that have to do with anything?
Marisa: He hurt me. Befriending that snake in the grass is just another stab in the heart for me!
Marcus: Hey! Don’t cop an attitude with me! I have been nothing but nice to you! I wasn’t the one who cheated on you with Daisy Waterflower. He's still someone I talk to every now and then. If I want to speak to him like a friend, then that’s my own business. Just because I speak to him and hang out with him doesn’t make me respect him. I will never forgive him for what he did to you. But that’s still not going to stop me from speaking to him.
Marisa: (Sighs) Fine, do as you please. Just keep me out of your conversations when you are with him.
Marcus: You miss him, don't you?
Marisa: What the hell do you think? Of course I miss him! I’ve missed him ever since I slapped him in the face and told him I hated him! It’s not easy to get over your first love!
Marcus: But remember I would never tell Tracey that unless you want me to.
Marisa: I don’t want you to. If he wants to mess around with Daisy, let him! I couldn’t be any happier for him! So now that this is all behind me, this might be a sign that I’m meant to be with Lucian.
Marcus: Well, when I talked to the old boy he seemed pretty excited to go on this date.
Marisa: Please! I bet he has a bunch of girls lined up to date him.
Marcus: Little buddy! Think about who you are talking about! It’s Lucian!
Marisa: You’re right! He’s pretty shy and reserved! But I guess I brought out a few feelings when he gave me that free massage.
Marcus: He gave you a massage?
Marisa: Yup.
Marcus: This was a regular massage, right? Not one of those sex massages you read about, right? (She hits him) Ouch! I get your meaning!
Narrator: Let’s just skip all the way to the night of the big date and…
Marisa: Will you two butt-out?
Narrator: And here we go!
Laura: Look, it’s not that much. You just duck-tape this sucker to your stomach, back, or ankle and I can hear everything.
Marisa: Give me that Laura!
Laura: We just want to hear if your date is going well.
Marisa: This must be payback for all the bad things I did in high school. When I gave you my spy-kit, I didn’t think you’d be using it against me. (Horn honking)
Michelle: That must be him.
Marisa: Please tell me you mean the ice cream man!
Michelle: Nice try. It’s Lucian.
Laura: Wow, that’s one nice ride!
Marisa: His parents are loaded so it's no surprise he drives a sweet machine like that.
Michelle: Oh really?
Marisa: Don’t get too thrilled Mom. (Sighs) I’m going now.
Laura: Good luck! (Outside the house)
Marisa: Hey Lucian.
Lucian: Hey, you didn’t chicken out!
Marisa: Pardon me?
Lucian: Laura called me yesterday and told me not to be alarmed if you cancelled on the last minute.
Marisa: I should have known. Well, I guess it’s off to the movies!
Lucian: I hope you’re not too disappointed but we’ll have to pick another movie to see. The movie I wanted to see was only in theatres last weekend. I brought the paper with all of the movie listings.
Marisa: What are you in the mood for?
Lucian: You pick out the movie! I’m up for almost anything!
Marisa: Okay. Let me see. (Gasp) Michael Moore’s movie just came out? Oh, I’ve been dying to see this one!
Lucian: Oh boy.
Marisa: What’s the matter? If you don’t like him, I can pick out another movie.
Lucian: No, I don’t mind. Really, I don’t mind at all. If you want, we can go see the movie. (Thinking) Great, two hours of hearing that pompous, blowhard! (A couple of hours later outside the theatres)
Marisa: Great as always! Although, not as great as Bowling for Columbine, but it should still be up for an award. What’d you think?
Lucian: Meh. I’m not really a fan of Michael Moore or his movies.
Marisa: Then why did you go?
Lucian: Huh?
Marisa: You obviously don’t like Michael Moore since every time I looked over, you were yawning or silently saying “Oh please”. Now why did you agree to the movie if you hated him?
Lucian: Because you picked it out and you wanted to go. I can’t help it that I can’t stand Michael Moore and think that he’s a liar.
Marisa: (Thinking) Okay girl, just wait until you get back home and then you can punch out his teeth. Huh?
Lucian: Marisa? Why did you turn so silent all of a sudden? I didn’t mean to say that about Michael Moore. Sorry if I offended you.
Marisa: Um, no. It’s something else. I could have sworn I saw…someone.
Lucian: Someone? (Looks around) Oh. You thought you saw…
Marisa: Please. For the sake of this date, please don’t say…that name.
Lucian: No problem.
Marisa: (Thinking) Could it have been you Tracey? Or is my mind finally playing tricks on me?
Lucian: Just letting you know I didn’t see…Um, that one guy anywhere so you can let your guard down. Um, let’s get something to eat.
Marisa: Okay. (Thinking) I really am going crazy! (In the car)
Lucian: Marisa, are you okay or do you just want to continue giving me the silent treatment?
Marisa: Huh? Oh, sorry about that Lucian.
Lucian: Look, if you’re not feeling well, I can always take you back home.
Marisa: No. It’s fine. I feel like going out. Let's just drop this awkward conversation!
Lucian: Okay.
Marisa: Sorry for snapping at you. I just have a lot on my mind.
Lucian: Understandable. I need some music. (Turns on the radio)
Marisa: Oh good. I like this song. (Lucian sighs)
Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know (A little later at the restaurant)
Lucian: This is a very beautiful restaurant. I’ve never been here before.
Marisa: Oh yeah. It’s a really nice place. This is where I went on my first date with…Oh, never mind.
Lucian: Hmm. Marisa, would you mind telling me why you want Tracey back so much?
Marisa: What? I don’t want that inconsiderate jerk back. What would make you think I would want him back?
Lucian: Well, you’ve brought up his name several times since the date began.
Marisa: I was simply stating facts!
Lucian: No, you were saying things about him, “Tracey and I went on our first date here. Tracey likes Michael Moore movies. Tracey doesn't do this or that!” And it just goes on from there!
Marisa: Again, just stating the facts!
Lucian: Worst of all, you thought that you’ve seen Tracey at the movies, a hitchhiker on the road, and our waiter. Face it, you miss him. You are not over him.
Marisa: Look, I’m not going to fight with you tonight. I know what I am telling you is true and that is I do not miss Tracey at all. Period!
Lucian: Marisa…Please! Don’t feed me that crap!
Marisa: (Sighs) It’s just not an easy thing to admit Lucian. I mean, Tracey was my very first boyfriend and that's a special thing. I actually swept him up after his ex-girlfriend Daisy broke his heart. But now, he’s back with that blonde tramp and it makes me sick to my stomach.
Lucian: Marisa, he cheated on you with an ex-girlfriend. I’m starting to see a pattern with him. He likes to switch back and forth between you and this Daisy girl because he gets bored from time to time. He gets bored with one girl and goes to the other.
Marisa: Great. I always feared that he would get bored with me.
Lucian: It’s just the way some men are. They get bored with something and they look for something else to fill the void.
Marisa: Spoken from someone who is well-familiar with the subject?
Lucian: Hey, I’m not on trial here!
Marisa: Well now I’m going to put you on the stand! Why did you ask me out?
Lucian: After you told me that you and Tracey weren’t together, I figured you would like to give this a try.
Marisa: Give what a try?
Lucian: Look, I wasn’t seeing anybody and neither were you. (She glares at him) And, I always thought that there would be something between us.
Marisa: Now we’re getting somewhere!
Lucian: Yes, I will admit it. I would always wonder if you and I would ever have a chance. Even when I saw you with Tracey, I filled up with a little bit of envy.
Marisa: I think you should know that when I was dating Tracey, he used to think you wanted me. I guess that turned out to be true.
Lucian: But after tonight…I think it’s best that we just stay friends. It’s crystal clear that you’re not over Tracey. When you’ve been in a relationship for as long as you and Tracey had, it’s a hard thing to shake off.
Marisa: Maybe it was a bad idea for us to get together. I will eventually get over this whole ordeal with Tracey. Until that day happens, I’m just going to take a guy break.
Lucian: I respect that Marisa. Just promise you won’t turn lesbian on me!
Marisa: I don’t think you have to worry there. (Later at Marisa’s house)
Michelle: (Yawns) I am going to bed.
Laura: Yeah, have fun!
Michelle: Laura, get to bed! You don’t need to wait up for Marisa!
Laura: But Auntie, I have to get the details and find out if the date went well.
Michelle: You can find out in the morning like everybody else. (Flashing lights outside)
Laura: They’re home!
Michelle: Ooh, I hope everything went okay. (Outside)
Lucian: Remember, if you need anyone to talk to, my door is always open.
Marisa: Thanks.
Lucian: Marisa, I know things didn’t work out tonight. I just hope that we can still stay good friends.
Marisa: I would like that.
Lucian: Someday, you will find somebody you love and who loves you back. Just give it some time. We are young after all! We have plenty of time to find our one and only.
Marisa: Right. See you later Lucian. (She walks inside)
Michelle: Oh, hi honey!
Marisa: What are you guys doing up this late?
Michelle: We were just on our way to bed.
Marisa: Uh-huh. And I suppose you peeping through the window was just a coincidence.
Laura: Well, since we’re up…How did it go with Lucian?
Marisa: (Sighs) Don’t get any crazy ideas! We just went to a movie, a restaurant, and came home. No hug, no kiss, no second date!
Laura: Why not?
Marisa: You can’t force something that isn’t there. It’s just not right! Lucian and I are just friends and nothing more. I’m going to bed. (She goes to her room)
Laura: Damn it all!
Michelle: Well so much for him sweeping her off her feet. (In her room)
Marisa: (Thinking) Lucian and I are just friends and nothing more. But why am I even saying that? Is it because I know deep down that Tracey is going to come back to me. I guess the only reason I’m brushing Lucian off is because I’m still in love with Tracey. Is this how I’m going to be with every man until I’m completely over Tracey? (Aloud) Fuck!
~*Preview*~
Misty: Time to party!
Ash: Time for a disaster!
Misty: Will you shut up! It's Christmas Eve and I decided to throw a party.
Ash: Get ready for anarchy!
Misty: Shut it or I'll shut it for you!
Ash: Fine!
Misty: But with any party, there’s bound to be a few rough spots! But it’s the holiday season! I’m sure we can put all of our bad attitudes behind for even one night. Right?
Ash: I guess you're a real believer of miracles! Next time on Romance 102, Chapter 18…See you next time! AND HIDE THE EGGNOG FROM HARLEY!
Song(s) used:
*Stuck by Stacy Orrico
*Wake Up Call by Maroon 5
*You Oughta Know by Alanis Morissette
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