Embedded Files
~Returning Character~
Mr. Juan
~New Characters Introduced~
Fiorello and Leona
Original Date of Post: 05/10/2009
Narrator: What is Misty’s decision? Is she going to go back home or is she going to stay with Brawly in California? These questions will…NOT be answered today. Because…
(Singing)
We’re no strangers to love
You know the rules, and so do I
A full explanation is what you really want
You're not gonna get this tonight
We just wanna tell you what we're feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you this chapter
Never gonna give you these answers
Never gonna give you an explanation this week...
...Okay fine, I’ll stop! Instead, we’re giving you this special chapter! I promise there will be romance involved in this one.
Mr. Juan: Okay troops, find your seats.
Dawn: This is so exciting! Just think, in a matter of 10 hours or so, we’ll be landing in Europe! I’ve waited my whole life to go!
Brianna: Think of all the European hunks we’ll meet.
Dawn: What about Wally?
Brianna: What about him?
Dawn: Do you think he’d like it if you talk about meeting hot European men?
Brianna: He doesn’t own me! Besides, it can’t hurt to admire from afar!
Zoey: I can’t wait to see London. I heard we're going to see an actual production and that it’s going to be Wicked.
Dawn: (Gasp) Really?
Marley: Don’t get your hopes up! Mr. Juan said he has a surprise in store for us, but I doubt it’s to see a play.
Roxanne: Finally a week away from creeps, weirdoes, and losers…Excluding you four, of course. (They growl)
Max: Excuse me, coming through!
Roxanne: Now who let him come?
Dawn: Duh! Max went to all of the meetings! (Max smiles)
Roxanne: Perhaps! I guess because he’s so short, I couldn’t see him. (Max groans) Well then, I want you all to stay out of my way.
Brianna: Can we possibly drown her in the English Channel?
Dawn: I’d settle for shoving her off the Eiffel Tower!
Max: So Dawn, did you say your goodbyes to Conway?
Dawn: Yeah…he was sad to see me leave and I think he even shed a few tears.
Max: Conway cried? Wow, that’s a first!
Dawn: Don’t tell him I said that.
Max: Don’t worry! I’m not like Forrest, so I won’t do that to him!
Mr. Juan: Dawn, Max, to your seats immediately! (They sit down)
Max: Is this your first time in Europe?
Dawn: Yeah. Hey wait, you’ve been already?
Max: Many times! My dad has done numerous movies overseas and the family would always be flown out to see him in action.
Dawn: Lucky duck! (Several hours later on the plane)
Zoey: Hey Dawn, mind if I sit here and talk to you?
Dawn: (Yawns) Sure…I can’t get to sleep anyways. Where’s Marley?
Zoey: Asleep. How come you can’t fall asleep? You’re usually a pro at sleeping sitting up. (Dawn points to Brianna)
Dawn: She claims she doesn’t snore, but one of these days I’m going to have a tape recorder to prove her wrong.
Zoey: We haven’t really talked since Laura's going away party. How have things been?
Dawn: Okay, I suppose. (Marley wakes up)
Marley: Huh? (Growls) Hmph! (Nearby)
Dawn: I forgot to tell you, I talked to Laura the other day. She’s doing fine and misses us a whole lot and she hopes that we have fun in Europe.
Zoey: Well, I’ll be sending her copies of the pictures I’m taking.
Dawn: Wow, where’d you get the camera?
Zoey: I made a little extra money with my after school job, so I was able to buy this nifty camera. Now this thing cost me an arm and a leg, so only I’m allowed to touch it.
Dawn: No need to worry. I promise I’ll be extra, super careful!
Zoey: Now I’m going to start worrying.
Narrator: Let’s see…five hours, three boring movies, two in-flight snacks, and one sing-a-long later…
Mr. Juan: Welcome to merry old England! (All gasps) Now troops, we’ll be staying at this hotel. Always return back here! (All groan) What’s wrong?
Dawn: So tired.
Brianna: Ugh…
Marley: I feel…dead.
Zoey: Let me think…if we left home at 7:30am…it must be…
Max: It is now 6:45am here. Except it’s the next day. (All groan) Hey, you people are supposed to be aware of the time zone difference by now!
Dawn: (Angrily) Yeah but this feeling is new to us, you brat!
Mr. Juan: Jet-lag I suppose. Okay, why don’t we all take a nap and then explore the city!
All: (Weakly) Yay!
Narrator: A couple more hours later.
Dawn: (Gasps) Look at all of these clothes! Look at all of these clothes! Can you believe we’re surrounded by all this beauty?
Brianna: Huh? Can you believe we’re surrounded by all of these mark-ups?
Dawn: Huh? (Looks at the tag) Oh man. I guess its window-shopping for us today. (The door opens)
Zoey: Hi guys.
Brianna: I thought you were checking out some of the other stops with Marley.
Zoey: We decided to go different ways. I came to see what you guys were doing! Whoa! Have you seen these prices? That costs more than a house in Beverly Hills!
Dawn: Why the hell are these prices so high?
Zoey: Simple, our dollar is crap compared to the rest of the world. Plus, you have to add that this is primarily tourist season and everyone raises the price on everything during this time.
Dawn: How do you know all of this?
Zoey: Because I pay attention during Economics class instead of ditching that class to go make out with some boy!
Brianna: Hey, that was only one time!
Dawn: (Groans) Who could afford this anyways? (Roxanne walks out of a dressing room)
Roxanne: Hello ladies, having fun window-shopping?
Brianna: I guess that answers your question.
Zoey: Once again, Roxanne sets the bar between the rich and happy…
Dawn: And the broke and crappy! (Outside the store)
Brianna: Maybe they have a discount store somewhere nearby.
Zoey: I don’t think so. Most clothing stores in this area are expensive and cost more than this trip alone.
Dawn: So much for 75% of my trip. (Sighs)
Fiorello: Now what is such a pretty lady like you doing sighing like that?
Dawn: Pretty…lady? Me?
Fiorello: But of course. (He gives her a flower) Ciao, Princess! (He walks away)
Brianna: Oh my God! How cute is that! Hot guy comes onto you and he wasn’t drunk! At least I don’t think he was drunk. I didn’t sniff anything!
Zoey: Um, Dawn?
Dawn: Huh? Oh sorry. I was just thinking. (They start walking)
Brianna: I wonder what that guy’s name was. I bet he has a sexy Italian name. I can just imagine.
Zoey: He came onto Dawn, not you.
Brianna: Well it’s better than any romance novel I’d find at the bottom of a barrel in a discount bin.
Dawn: Guys, it was just a one-time thing. I saw a cute guy, he gave me a flower, and then he left before I could get his name.
Brianna: Hey, you can tell a lot about a guy who has a nice accent and he’s got a cute one. Sounded Italian! (Squeals) How adorable! Maybe your luck is finally changing and you’ll hook up with a nice guy and maybe you can hook me up with a nice boy too.
Zoey: You are a hopeless romantic. I’ll give you that much. (Stomach growling)
Dawn: Sorry guys, but I am getting kind of hungry.
Zoey: Same here.
Brianna: Let’s get something in there.
Zoey: Now hold on. Let me check my book here.
Dawn: What’s that?
Zoey: Book of Europe. I brought it with me to find all the cheap places to eat. Let’s see…we’re near the Victorian station and there’s some nice places just a couple of miles from here. We just take two trains over to… (Brianna grabs the book)
Brianna: We’re eating over here. (Hits Zoey with the book) You must have lost your f-ing mind if you think that we’re going to do any more walking and/or traveling when we’re this hungry. (Inside the café)
Zoey: Wow, this is so pretty.
Dawn: Yeah.
Brianna: (Gasp) It’s the guy from before!
Dawn: Stop pointing Brianna. It’s not polite. (He walks up)
Fiorello: Princess. (He grabs Dawn’s hand and kisses it) I have a table for you and your friends to sit if you’d like.
Dawn: Well…I…
Brianna: She’d be honored.
Zoey: Are you out of your mind? (Whispering to them) For all we know he could be a serial killer.
Brianna: (Sarcastic) Yeah, sure Zoey. All serial killers meet their victims in coffee shops in the middle of London. Live a little.
Dawn: (Shouting) Hey you guys! We’re over here!
Brianna: They’re already at the table?
Fiorello: You two ladies are welcome to join us if you’d like. (They walk over to the table)
Dawn: Thank you for being so kind Mister…
Fiorello: Oh sorry. I guess I forgot to give my name again. My name is Fiorello.
Brianna: (Squeals) See, didn’t I tell you that he was going to have a hot name? Huh? Huh?
Dawn: We heard you the first time.
Zoey: Seriously.
Fiorello: I have not caught your names.
Dawn: Right. Well, I’m Dawn and this is Zoey and Brianna.
Fiorello: Dawn, is it? No wonder. You’re name is as beautiful as the sunrise you see at dawn. (She blushes)
Dawn: Oh…you are very sweet.
Zoey: (Thinking) Give me a break! (Outside the café)
Max: Okay, so if we take the A train to…
Mr. Juan: Max, let’s stop in here to get some directions. I’ll be over at that camera stand to get the directions. You stay right here.
Max: (Sighs) Man! I knew I should have gone with one of my friends instead of ending up with the teacher. Oh wait…I don’t have any friends…At least not on this trip. Oh man, that makes me even more pathetic. (Looks in the window) Whoa, it’s Dawn, Zoey, and Brianna. Wonder who the guy is! (Back inside)
Fiorello: Oh, I see. You come from the states and your school is visiting Europe. Sounds interesting!
Dawn: Sure is. We’ve been waiting for a big opportunity like this for a long time.
Fiorello: But of course. Visiting this wonderful land comes but once in a lifetime for most people.
Dawn: And what about you Fiorello?
Zoey: Yeah…so tell us what it is you do!
Fiorello: It’s kind of hard to explain it. I do…how you say, sales. I travel all around this continent with my ideas.
Zoey: Uh-huh?
Fiorello: Oh, let’s not talk about work matters. I don’t feel like being bogged down with such a horrible subject. (Stares at Dawn) So Dawn tell me, have you ever done any kind of modeling?
Dawn: Who me? No, never.
Fiorello: Really? You might love it!
Zoey: (Whispering) I don’t trust this guy, Dawn. He has the makings of an all-around pedophile.
Dawn: (Whispering) Would you relax?! He seems okay to me. (Back outside)
Max: Whoa, this guy is stroking Dawn’s arm and everything! I’ve got to take a picture of this. Wait until the boys back home get this beauty.
Mr. Juan: Max, I’ve got the directions!
Max: Eep! Gotta hide! (Goes into the restaurant) Hopefully he won’t find me in here.
Mr. Juan: Max! Now where did that kid run off to? Honestly, these kids today have no patience. (Roxanne walks by) Roxanne, come with me!
Roxanne: Why? What’s going on?
Mr. Juan: We’re going to take a tour of the famous museums. (Roxanne groans) Come on it’ll be fun! (That night in front of a theatre)
Zoey: Wicked! I knew it! I knew it!
Dawn: I’ve always dreamed about seeing this on stage.
Brianna: I wish we could have seen Hairspray!
Mr. Juan: Not with the prices they were charging us. Wicked was the cheapest one we all could afford. Keep in mind that I dished out most of the money for this trip.
All: Yes Mr. Juan. (In the theatre)
Dawn: Zoey, sit with us!
Zoey: Okay. I wonder where Marley ran off to.
Brianna: I don’t know. (Lights go down) It’s starting. (Nearby)
Marley: So much for her saving me a seat. (After the play)
Dawn: That was the greatest!
Zoey: Yeah. If only our theatre could be that professional.
Brianna: You know the school wouldn’t give the theatre any money. They’re too busy giving all their money to the football team, and the cheerleaders, and everything else.
Roxanne: That’s because our organizations need the money.
Brianna: Have a nice sleep?
Roxanne: Shut up! (Walks away)
Marley: Hey, where were you guys? Zoey, you said you were going to save me a seat.
Zoey: I did but you never showed up.
Brianna: It would have been a better play if Laverne and Shirley over there didn’t sing every song in the play. (Dawn and Zoey giggle)
Dawn: It is our favorite musical.
Brianna: I thought your favorite was the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Dawn: No, that’s your favorite.
Brianna: Oh yeah. (Marley growls)
Zoey & Dawn: (Singing)
Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I,
And let's face it, who isn't less fortunate than I?
My tender heart tends to start to bleed.
And when someone needs a makeover,
I simply have to take over!
I know, I know exactly what they need!
And even in your case,
Though it's the toughest case I've yet to face,
Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed!
Follow my lead,
And yes indeed, you will be...
POPULAR!
You're gonna be popular! (The next afternoon in Dublin)
Mr. Juan: Here we are students! Dublin, Ireland. (Oohs and Ahs) Now I have a list of all the wonderful museums and exhibits showing today. (All groan) Come on. This trip can’t all be full of frivolous behaviors. Now go check into the hotel rooms. I have some mapping to do. (They all go into the hotel) Finally! (Walks next door to the bar)
Max: So what now?
Roxanne: Well I just saw Mr. Juan bolt to the bar next door. He’ll be sloshed within the hour.
Dawn: How do you figure?
Roxanne: I’ve seen him pretty hammered at school several times. That "tea" he drinks, it's spiked with a little extra something-something.
Brianna: Don’t we need some sort of chaperone?
Max: Yes we do! Being the most mature, I should be allowed as supervisor.
Roxanne: Like hell you will, mini-me!
Dawn: Well I for one would vote for Zoey to be in charge.
Brianna: I’m up for that.
Dawn: What do you say, Zoey?
Zoey: I say…Put your belongings in your room, we’re about to explore the town.
Roxanne: Fine, red-head! (Nearby)
Max: According to the map, we should be coming close to the museum.
Dawn: I don’t think it’s going to be anywhere around here. We just keep passing one bar after another. Why are there so many bars here?
Marley: People drink!
Brianna: Whoa! That little kid has a beer bottle out in the open! Oh man, he is so busted.
Zoey: Actually Brianna, the drinking age is lower than what we have back in the states.
Brianna: You mean I don’t have to wait until 21?
Max: And I like how all the bars have funny puns as names! Like that one! “Wet Your Whistler.”
Dawn: Huh? Wet Your Whistler? I know this place!
Zoey: Say what? (Dawn runs inside) Dawn, wait a minute. Stay in the group! (Inside the bar)
Leona: Thank you. Have a nice day.
Dawn: Leona! It is you!
Leona: (Gasp) Dee-Dee!
Dawn: (Screams) Don’t call me that!
Leona: What the hell are you doing way out here?
Dawn: My class and I are here on a trip. Unfortunately, we’re only here in Dublin for one day.
Leona: Well, it’s still good to see you. (The door opens)
Zoey: There you are. Dawn, you know you’re not supposed to wander away from the group like that.
Dawn: Sorry Zoey.
Leona: Zoey? Could she possibly be the Zoey you’ve told me about in your letters?
Dawn: The one and only!
Leona: Ah, it’s a pleasure to meet you Zoey.
Zoey: How could you possibly know me?
Dawn: Sorry about the misinformation. Zoey, this here is Leona. I’ve known her for many years. (A little later at a table)
Leona: Here you all go! A round of our family’s special drink. Now just so you don’t get totally drunk off it, here’s some of our breadsticks to nibble on. Always good to have a little bread in the system!
Brianna: So you two have known each other for years and years?
Dawn: Yeah. Our parents used to have us play together all the time as kids. But then Leona and her family moved to Europe. But I hear from her all the time.
Leona: Same here. I always get a letter from Dee-Dee every now and then just to see how things are going.
Dawn: (Groans) Don’t call me Dee-Dee!
Brianna: Oh yeah! Your whole story with that name is trez-funny! (Dawn growls) Hey relax, Dee-Dee! I’m just joking with you, Dee-Dee! (Dawn hits her) Ouch!
Leona: Oh come on, Dawn! No one knows what it means.
Dawn: Easy for you to say. It never happened to you and you don’t have Kenny going to your high school.
Leona: Kenny? Oh him. Robin “Wannabe” Hood!
Dawn: You can say that again! You should have been there when they cast him as Danny Zuko in Grease. He may have been able to look the part, but he could not sing at all.
Brianna: Thank God the show did not go up.
Zoey: So Leona, how did you know about me?
Leona: Oh, Dawn has sent me several letters within the past few years. She talks very highly of you.
Zoey: Oh really. Well, I’m fond of this pain in the neck too. (Dawn giggles)
Leona: Anyone new in your life now Dawn?
Dawn: Yup. (Pulls out a picture) Here he is.
Leona: Wow, you went for pure geek, didn’t you?
Dawn: Conway isn’t a geek!
Roxanne: Sure he is! Anyone who wears thick glasses like that is pure geek!
Max: (Sighs) Mom told me these glasses made me look sexy.
Leona: So you’re…bi?
Dawn: I guess you can say that! (Nervous giggle) What about you Leona? Anyone in your love life?
Leona: Hardly! All the men I know are fat, drunken slobs. Oh, speaking of which! It’s time for me to run my rounds. (Walks over) Alright, you’ve been here since we opened over 12 hours ago. (Picks him up) Let’s go!
Man: (Drunken) Thanks Leo! See you tomorrow!
Zoey: She’s very strong. (Leona walks back)
Leona: But no, love doesn’t really interest me. But from what I’ve been hearing, you’ve been pretty busy in terms of love. (Marley growls)
Brianna: Oh, you should have seen these two together. I swear they were the cutest couple you’ve ever seen.
Zoey: But in the end we decided to just stay good friends.
Dawn: Right.
Leona: That’s very nice to hear. (That night at the hotel room)
Brianna: Okay, so we have to go to these boring-ass museums tomorrow?
Dawn: Come on. It can’t be all bad.
Brianna: If I want to learn about the Irish, I would wait for St. Patrick’s Day like everyone else.
Dawn: But everybody is drunk by then.
Brianna: Exactly! What’s the point of figuring out something that seems so…?
Dawn: Is that a box in front of our door?
Brianna: Looks like it! It says…To Princess Dawn! (Gasp) It’s from Fiorello!
Dawn: Isn’t there a rule and/or law that says if there’s a mysterious, unattended package to call the police?
Brianna: Not when it’s from a cute Italian guy! Duh! (She opens it)
Dawn: (Gasp) Look at this necklace!
Brianna: Do you think that’s a real diamond?
Dawn: I think so!
Brianna: I wonder how much I can get from the pawn shop if I brought this beauty in.
Dawn: I don’t think so! (Puts it on) I can’t let a good thing like this go to waste! (Picture is taken)
Max: What the heck is going on?
Narrator: Oh, it didn’t stop there. Even though Fiorello wasn’t there to see Dawn in person, he certainly tracked her down to every stop to send gifts to her. From Amsterdam…
Dawn: I got a purse…
Brianna: 100% hemp. Let’s smoke it! It’s legal here!
Dawn: Smoke it and I will kill you!
Narrator: And Sweden…
Dawn: It’s a ring!
Brianna: Look at that cut of ice! It’s not made out of actual ice, is it?
Dawn: I think it’s real.
Narrator: And in Germany…
Brianna: A hat?
Dawn: It’s made from the Cappuccino company!
Brianna: This guy sure has great taste. That stuff is expensive.
Dawn: I can’t accept this. I can't accept any of these gifts.
Brianna: Huh? Don’t tell me you don’t like it!
Dawn: I love it. It’s just that I shouldn’t try to accept any kind of bribe from a guy just because he has a crush on me.
Brianna: Then can I have the stuff? (Nearby)
Max: So…She’s getting gifts from a complete stranger. (Gasps) Could it be from that guy back in London? (Back in the States)
Man on Television: Just use Oxyclean on the carpet and it’ll be good as new. If you don’t believe me, watch as I splatter this dog-doo on the carpet. (Phone ringing) Amazing! The carpet is as good as new! (Phone ringing)
Conway: (Groans) Coming! I’m coming! (Phone ringing) Yeah, yeah! That’ll get me there faster. (Picks up) Yeah, what do you want?
Max: Is that anyway to talk to a friend?
Conway: You’re going to be my dead friend soon. Mind telling me why you’re calling me at 3:00am in the middle of our summer vacation?
Max: It’s important. I think your girlfriend might be cheating on you.
Conway: Huh? Max, what’d you say?
Max: Clean out your ears! Dawn’s having an affair!
Conway: Whoa, hold the phone Max. You guys are in Europe. What the hell has been going on? Who is it?
Max: Well, let me tell you that it’s no one from our class. Or from our school for that matter! Or even from the same country!
Conway: Say what?
Max: I don’t know who he is. All I can tell you is that she’s been receiving these luxurious gifts from someone. Plus I keep hearing Brianna and Dawn saying this one guy’s name over and over.
Conway: What’s his name, Max?
Max: I think his name is Fiorello.
Conway: She met some strange Italian guy?
Max: I don’t know who he is. I have some suspicion that it’s this guy they met in a coffee shop in London. (Mr. Juan opens the door)
Mr. Juan: Max, get a move on. We catch our train to Florence in one hour.
Max: I have to go Conway. (Hangs up)
Conway: Max, Max! (Back in Dawn’s room)
Brianna: You have to go to the police! Scotland Yard! Someone!
Dawn: No. I don’t want anyone to know about this.
Brianna: Look, he knows our every move. As far as I’m concerned, he’s an obsessed stalker. Now I’m not just saying that because he’s handsome and is attracted to only you. I am just very concerned that he’s going to do something horrible.
Dawn: No need to worry, Brianna.
Brianna: But Dawn…
Dawn: Look, he hasn’t done anything stupid.
Brianna: And if he asks you to live with him in Europe, are you willing to do that too? (The door opens)
Mr. Juan: Come on ladies. We leave for the train station soon.
Brianna: Mr. Juan! I believe Dawn has something to tell you.
Dawn: There’s…this guy…Who is selling hot towels! You really should get one.
Mr. Juan: Yes, those are nice. See you girls downstairs at checkout. (He leaves)
Dawn: You bitch.
Brianna: But Dawn…
Dawn: But nothing. Fiorello is a nice guy trying to get my attention. You have no say in the matter whatsoever. Now let’s go downstairs. (A little later on the train)
Zoey: Hey Dawn.
Dawn: Huh? Oh, hi Zoey.
Zoey: Mind if I sit with you?
Dawn: No, not at all.
Zoey: How are you enjoying Europe so far?
Dawn: I love it!
Zoey: That’s great to hear. I was a little puzzled earlier because it looked like you just got into a fight.
Dawn: Oh that…I was just fighting with Brianna. It was really just a silly fight because I ate her last butter roll.
Zoey: Gotcha.
Dawn: (Thinking) Good thing Zoey doesn’t know about the gifts.
Zoey: Want to take a look at the picture album? (Turns on digital camera) Boy, that hat looks really good on you in this picture. Funny! I’ve never seen you wear that before.
Dawn: Oh…My mom got it for me before the trip. (Nervous laugh)
Marley: Excuse me!
Zoey: Oh, you’re awake? Sorry, I was just sitting with Dawn and chatting with her for a little bit.
Marley: Okay, no problem. (She walks away)
Dawn: She always seems like she's pissed off at me.
Zoey: No, she likes you Dawn. She just seems cranky because she just woke up. (A little later in Florence)
Dawn: Great! Another destination and another store SHE can shop in. (Roxanne giggles)
Brianna: I hope her card gets maxed out!
Roxanne: Oh girls, don’t be so down. Just because I have more money to spend than you do!
Brianna: Maybe you can use some of that money to fix your teeth…AFTER I SMASH THEM IN! (Roxanne walks away and Brianna shuts the door) I’m surprised you didn’t have a package out today.
Dawn: Not so loud!
Brianna: Maybe he flaked. Or maybe he’s waiting to give you something big! Or maybe he’s planning on meeting you in one of our last destinations to drag you to his basement and cut you into little pieces. (Dawn slaps her)
Dawn: Now you’re just being retarded. We only have Venice and Paris left and then we go home. If what’s-his-name stays out of the picture for the rest of the vacation, then I will be very happy!
Brianna: And Conway?
Dawn: As long as he doesn’t know anything about this whole situation, I’ll be okay.
Brianna: I promise not to tell him.
Dawn: I don’t trust you! You’re the one who told him that I was the one who farted in the middle of Math class.
Brianna: Hey, he said you got more character because of it. (A note comes under the door)
Dawn: What was that?
Brianna: It’s a note!
Dawn: (Gasp) Is he here? (She runs to the door) Oh…
Brianna: Where is he? Is he gone?
Dawn: No one was in the hallway.
Brianna: Either he’s a ninja or a very fast runner. What does the note say?
Dawn: “Sorry, work kept me up today, so I couldn’t get you anything nice. I’ll be in Venice tomorrow. Maybe I’ll see you sometime. Ciao.” (Outside the room)
Max: (Gasp) Oh man, she really is cheating on Conway.
Narrator: Well…Dawn’s mystery man did come…but not until the next day…Or make that the next night. In Venice! And this is so freakin’ romantic and corny at the same time. (In the hotel room)
Fiorello: Princess! (Taps on the window)
Dawn: (Yawns) Huh? Fiorello? (Opens the window)
Fiorello: Evening Princess!
Dawn: What in the world are you doing? I’m on the second floor! (Gasp) What the…?
Fiorello: It’s okay. It’s only a ladder. (Holds out his hand) I have a ride set up on a gondola.
Dawn: (Gulps) Hey now. You don’t just go into people’s windows in the middle of the night and abduct them to a gondola ride and… (Walks down the ladder) Okay, I’m on the ground! (A little later on the gondola)
Fiorello: Did you enjoy tonight?
Dawn: Oh Fiorello, this night was magical. This was my very first gondola ride and I’ll never forget it.
Fiorello: I’m glad that you’re no longer seasick.
Dawn: (Nervous laugh) I’ve got a bit of a weak stomach.
Fiorello: It’s not a problem. (He looks up at the moon)
Dawn: A full moon…
Fiorello: And it’s shining down on the two of us! You are very pretty young lady, Dawn.
Dawn: (Blushes) Fiorello…I…
Fiorello: Please Dawn. I need to see you one last time before you go back to the states. I know you’ll be in Paris tomorrow.
Dawn: And another thing, about you knowing my every move…
Fiorello: I love you Dawn.
Dawn: (Gasp) …Y-You do? Whoa! This is all going so fast for me! Fiorello, I…
Fiorello: Don’t give me your answer now. Wait until the night in Paris. In two days, I’ll be at the Eiffel Tower restaurant. You may give me your answer then.
Dawn: But Fiorello…
Fiorello: Please Dawn…think it over…for me? (He kisses her on the lips) Come on. I’ll take you back to your hotel room.
Dawn: Uh-huh? (A little later at the hotel)
Mr. Juan: Are you sure she didn’t just go to the bathroom?
Brianna: I’m sure Mr. Juan. When I woke up, the window was wide open and Dawn was no where to be found!
Mr. Juan: I’ll check with the front desk.
Brianna: No Mister Juan, I think that Dawn was abducted by… (The door opens)
Dawn: I was what?
Mr. Juan: (Sighs) Dawn, where in God’s name were you?
Dawn: I was in the lobby getting a bottle of water.
Brianna: A likely story! Let’s see the bottle!
Dawn: Right in my hand, now get off my back.
Mr. Juan: There you go, Brianna. It was just a simple misunderstanding. Dawn is here and she’s perfectly fine. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be hitting the sack. (Thinking) And watching free porno! (He leaves)
Brianna: You think you’re pretty slick with that water bottle lie. You were with him, weren’t you?
Dawn: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Brianna: The window was wide open and you smell like men’s cologne, salt water, and… (Sniffing) …vomit!
Dawn: Fine! I saw him! We went on a gondola ride, he kissed me, I puked, the end! (Sighs) He told me he loved me.
Brianna: Huh?
Dawn: He told me he loved me and he wants to have dinner with me in Paris on top of the Eiffel Tower.
Brianna: (Gasp) How romantic? Dawn, as your best friend I cannot let you go. It can be dangerous and he could be a serial killer and you can turn up dead in the middle of the Mediterranean…oh and you might break Conway’s heart!
Dawn: You know, you’ve been sending me mixed messages throughout the whole trip.
Brianna: I want you to see him! He’s so beautiful and charming and I wish he were my boyfriend. But I don’t want you to see him because beneath the cuteness might lay a dark mystery man who can kill you. I’M SO CONFUSED!
Dawn: Keep it down! But I am going to see him in two days for dinner. Problem is, I need something special to wear if I’m going to eat at the Eiffel Tower. (The next morning in Paris)
Zoey: (Sighs) Look how beautiful the tower is! (Camera flashes)
Brianna: Look how tall it is!
Dawn: I’m eating up there? (Gulps) Hopefully I won’t lose my lunch near him again.
Brianna: (Gasp) Look at all of these places to shop!
Roxanne: Don’t you mean places for ME to shop? You two are only able to window-shop!
Brianna: (Whispering) I don’t think she’ll be doing any shopping without this.
Dawn: (Gasp) You didn’t!
Brianna: It’s not like I’m going to spend anything here. I do believe in bad karma. I’m just going to hide this thing until the end of the trip. (A little later in Dawn’s hotel room)
Dawn: What do you think of this one?
Brianna: You look like you’re on your way to a sock-hop.
Dawn: Ah, damn it! I guess if I mix and match one of these outfits, I guess I can make it work. And now for the hair! (Opens her bag) Ah! Oh no! My hair gel is all gone! I’m going to be a frizz-ball for my dinner! (Zoey walks by) Damn it! Damn it!
Zoey: Dawn, what’s with all the obscenities?
Dawn: I’m all out of hair gel!
Zoey: I have some extra hair gel if you need it Dawn. (A few minutes later)
Dawn: (Sighs) It feels so great to have the hair gel.
Zoey: Well, you were looking kind of frizzy. Were you spending too much time near the water?
Dawn: I guess you can say so. (Thinking) If Zoey found out about Fiorello, she’d freak!
Zoey: You know, while I’m here do you want me to fix up your hair?
Dawn: You’d do that?
Zoey: I always like messing around with your hair.
Brianna: That’s perfect! Zoey will make your hair perfect in time for your date.
Zoey: Huh? Did you say date?
Dawn: No…She said day…Lovely day for tomorrow! When we’re exploring the city! Can’t have the French see me looking homely. (Marley walks by)
Marley: What’s going on in here?
Brianna: Zoey’s making Dawn look pretty!
Zoey: Not a problem. I always love doing Dawn’s hair. She always has such pretty hair. (Roxanne walks by)
Roxanne: You mean that rat-trap! Please! As you can see my hair is much silkier and bouncier than all of yours combined!
Brianna: I’m going to kill you! (She runs after her)
Zoey: Brianna, wait! Don’t kill her! (She runs after her)
Dawn: Sometimes I wonder about them! (Marley glares at her) Hmm…What’s up Marley?
Marley: Listen up goodie-two-shoes! I don’t like you stepping in on my territory!
Dawn: Huh, what?
Marley: I’m Zoey’s lady now so back off, you cheap trick! And if you keep on hanging around her or if you even tell her about this conversation, I will cut off your tongue so you won’t be able to speak again! Are we clear? (Dawn nods) Good! (She walks away)
Dawn: Oh man…I wouldn’t want to cross her! (Brianna and Zoey come back)
Zoey: You’ve got to learn to control your temper!
Brianna: I will when she stops breathing.
Zoey: Now where were we?
Dawn: Oh, that’s okay Zoey. I can take it from here. You can go back now.
Zoey: Are you okay Dawn? You act like you just saw a ghost.
Dawn: No need to worry. I’m fine! It’s just that I need some…alone time! I’ll talk to you later Zoey. (They both leave the room) Great, just what I need to make my whole life even more complicated. (A little later in a clothing store)
Lady: (French accent) Hello and welcome!
Dawn: Oh hi!
Lady: Need help with something?
Dawn: No…I’m just browsing. Man, these dresses are so beautiful. (Looks at tag) Oh man, these are more expensive than the ones in London.
Lady: Is there a problem?
Dawn: Do you have a dress like this, only cheaper?
Lady: I’m afraid not! (Dawn walks out of the store)
Dawn: (Sighs) Man, that’s a real bummer! (Looks around) What the hell? (Nearby)
Woman: And how will you be paying for your hat today?
Brianna: With this, my good woman!
Woman: No problem, madam! (She walks away)
Dawn: Excuse me?
Brianna: Hey Dawn!
Dawn: What happened to the whole bad karma trip and not spending the credit card?
Brianna: All that changed when I saw this hat! I mean, why should you get all the good gifts? You have an Italian womanizer! Meanwhile, I'm getting squat and stuck watching Queen Roxanne gallivant around Europe with the finest clothes. Why should Roxanne deserve the finer things? She shouldn’t get that! She deserves nothing! I need a little reparation!
Woman: Here you are madam and have a nice day! (She walks away)
Brianna: Thank you!
Dawn: And thank you. (Takes the credit card) What else did you buy with this?!
Brianna: Nothing! (Dawn glares at her) Fine! Just the hat, and the tea, and these cute little dragon earrings I saw at a stand near the hotel.
Dawn: I’ll keep tabs on this since you obviously can’t be trusted. (Brianna walks away) I can’t believe that girl! (Stares at the clothing store) Stealing this credit card from Roxanne and buying frivolous things with is wrong and… (Runs into the clothing store) Ooh, does this come in blue? (Later at the hotel)
Brianna: You…are such…a hypocrite!
Dawn: I know.
Brianna: You take the credit card and this is what you do?
Dawn: I know.
Brianna: My God, you are such a hypocrite!
Dawn: Hey, I only bought one thing!
Brianna: Oh my God! This dress is so pretty and…300 Euros?
Dawn: It was a sale!
Brianna: Well, you’ll look beautiful for your date. (Outside the door)
Max: Date? Oh man, she really is having an affair!
Narrator: So the final night came! In Paris! And right on schedule…Oh my goodness it looks like a scene from Beauty and the Beast…I mean it looks like a scene from…Pretty Woman!
Fiorello: Bounjerno, Princess!
Dawn: Fiorello…
Fiorello: Please, take a seat. What is with the bag?
Dawn: It’s for you.
Fiorello: Huh? I don’t understand. These are all the gifts I gave to you.
Dawn: Well, I’m giving them back.
Fiorello: Oh…
Dawn: Don’t get so down! Nobody has ever gone out of their way to shower me with luxurious gifts in order to win over my love.
Fiorello: I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You’re a very special girl, Dawn.
Dawn: And you’re a special boy Fiorello. It’s just that…I do have a boyfriend back home and I love him.
Fiorello: I understand.
Dawn: I’ll never forget you, Fiorello. (She gets up)
Fiorello: Please…Dawn…At least have dinner with me.
Dawn: (Sighs) As much as I don’t want to for obvious reasons, I want to actually wear this dress for more than just a dumping. Okay. What are we having?
Fiorello: Well, don’t be mad, but I did order the one Lobster for two special.
Dawn: You really know how to treat a woman.
Fiorello: My philosophy is every woman is a princess and thus, must be treated as such. (The next morning in the hotel room)
Brianna: Oh man! Our vacation is over and I didn’t have the Lizzie McGuire treatment like a certain somebody.
Dawn: Yes, fate has a funny way of working on people. Now let’s never speak of it again.
Brianna: So you dumped him, right? No pen-pal relationship or anything?
Dawn: Leona’s my only pen-pal, so no. And that’s the end of that chapter!
Narrator: No it isn’t! Let’s skip ahead to the shuttle ride to the airport!
Mr. Juan: Kids, take your last look at the city of lights.
Zoey: Guys, look at that billboard!
Dawn: That’s…Fiorello!
Brianna: You could have been with a man who was on a billboard for a cologne ad? He’s got to be famous! STOP THE SHUTTLE! YOU HAVE TO UN-DUMP HIM!
Dawn: Shut your stupid mouth!
Roxanne: You guys are completely clueless! That’s Fiorello Cappuccino…Well, junior! He’s the heir to the Cappuccino clothing line. God, everyone in the fashion world knows that.
Both: Fiorello…Cappuccino?
Roxanne: I envy the lucky bitch who gets to date such a hunky man like that.
Brianna: (Sobbing) Why Dawn?
Dawn: Because I have principles and I wasn’t going to throw away what I have with Conway for a pretty boy on a billboard. Now drop it Brianna!
Narrator: Many, MANY hours later…
Dawn: (Yawns) Great we’re back home!
Brianna: Why are you so excited? You just turned down a guy with billions!
Dawn: What part of shut up do you not understand? Is it the “shut” or the “up” part?
Conway: Dawn?
Dawn: Conway! (She runs to him) You came to meet us at the airport?
Conway: Well, you anyways…I missed you. (He kisses her) I brought you something!
Dawn: (Gasp) Flowers!
Brianna: Big deal. You could have had anything with…
Dawn: SHUT THE HELL UP!
Conway: Huh? (She hugs him)
Dawn: I missed you Conway!
Conway: So tell me, how was Europe?
Dawn: It was okay. But truth be told, I’m really glad to be back home.
Conway: I’m glad you're back.
Narrator: One week later.
Man: (Screaming) $23,942…for a credit card? My heart! My heart!
Narrator: Roxanne’s father got the bill and canceled her credit card. And as for Conway and Dawn…
Conway: So Dawn…did you…meet anyone interesting on your trip?
Dawn: Oh…not really. I did get to see one of my old girlfriends while I was in Dublin. Why do you ask?
Conway: (Sighs) I’m going to just say it. Max called me during one of the nights saying you were hanging around with this Italian guy.
Dawn: Ah! (Thinking) That stool pigeon! I’ll kill him. (Aloud) Listen Conway, it was just a young man looking for love…in all the wrong places. Even though he showered me with so many luxury gifts, I gave them all up just to be with you.
Conway: What the…? You did that…for me? (Blushes) You’re really a one of a kind girlfriend. (Dawn smiles)
Narrator: The two remain a strong couple. And that’s the story of the high school trip to Europe. I promise that next week you’ll get your conclusion of what happened between Brawly and Misty and Ash!
Song(s) used:
*Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley
*Popular from Wicked
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