Embedded Files
~Returning Characters~
Joshua, Gary Oak, Solidad, and Professor Elm
~New Characters Introduced~
Jasmine, Daisy Oak, and Brock's other siblings (Salvadore, Yolanda, Tommy, Cindy, Suzie, Timmy, Billy and Tilly)
Original Date of Post: 11/16/2008
Narrator: And now, another Christmas story! (Flips through the script) Jesus Christ, it looks more like an after school special!
Marisa: Ugh! (Groans) Where, where am I? (Opens her eyes) Huh? Oh man, I can’t feel my body. What the? (Thinking) That’s right! I got that surgery. It seemed like a great idea before. But now, I'm starting to regret it. Oh my God, my chest...my girls are gone! I’ve gone from a double d to a flat chest in a matter of hours.
Doctor: Marisa, are you awake?
Marisa: (Weakly) Yeah. (Thinking) Of course I’m awake, you moron!
Doctor: Just tell me if you’re feeling any pain and we’ll get you set up with some more morphine. Your family is outside. Would you like for them to come in?
Marisa: (Thinking) Hell no! (Aloud) Might as well!
Michelle: Hey sweetie! You awake?
Laura: Oh man, they took a lot off!
Father: What do you expect? She got those big breasts from her mother!
Michelle: You’re not helping one bit! Go wait outside! (He leaves)
Marisa: (Thinking) Thank God he left!
Michelle: How are you feeling?
Marisa: Kind of nauseous from the morphine.
Laura: Eh, we’ll get you some ginger ale from the doctors.
Michelle: Well, I think you should be happy to know that the doctor said it was a successful procedure and that you’ll be coming home in a couple of hours. I’m going to go outside and talk with your doctor and I’ll try to get something that’ll settle your stomach. (She leaves the room)
Marisa: Laura, you didn’t tell anyone else I was getting this done, right?
Laura: Don’t worry about it! The only ones who know are the family and Marcus.
Marisa: Very good. (A little later at May’s apartment)
May: Oh, you look so cute in your dress! Drew, take pictures!
Misty: It was nice of you to invite us to Sara’s baptizing.
Ash: Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever been to one before.
Misty: You mean you were never baptized?
Ash: I don’t know.
Brock: So have you guys chosen the Godparents yet?
Drew: I’ve already chosen my person for godfather. But May has yet to make her decision!
May: I said I’m getting ready to choose. I just don’t know who yet.
Marcus: So who’s going to be the godfather?
Drew: I picked Joshua.
Misty: Great choice Drew! Considering he’s about to be a father himself!
Ash: What are you talking about?
Misty: Come on Ash! Erika told me about Joshua cheating on her with some blonde girl named Cassidy. That’s the same one we saw at the Lamaze class!
Ash: It’s just a coincidence!
May: That’s not the worst part!
Tracey: What is the worst part?
May: I’ve got three girls who are fighting tooth and nail to be godmother!
Misty: Who’s doing that? (The front door opens)
Erika: Hello everybody!
Drew: Don’t you girls knock anymore?
Kelly: Sorry about that Drew!
Grace: Hello May, my dearest friend!
Erika: How is my best friend in the world?
May: Does that answer your question? Guys, I haven’t made my decision yet. Stalking and pestering me isn’t going to help!
Drew: (Sighs) I can’t believe this! Hey where’s Marisa? She usually gets a kick out of stupid behavior like this!
Marcus: She’s out of town!
May: She is? That’s odd because she accepted the invitation to the baptism.
Marcus: Oh, that’s because she’s going to be gone for a couple of days. But she’ll be back for the day of the baptizing! No need to worry!
Misty: Is there something you’re not telling us Marcus?
Marcus: Trust me on this one, she’s fine! (Thinking) You don’t know that! You haven’t gotten a call yet and for all you know, she could be dead. Even simple procedures like breast reductions can go horribly wrong! Oh God! Oh God! (Phone ringing) Huh? (Aloud) I have to take this call! Excuse me for a second! (He runs outside)
Brock: That’s another thing May! Is it okay if I bring my girlfriend? (All gasp) What’s the matter?
Narrator: We interrupt this precious moment to bring you this special bulletin. WHAT THE FUCK?! BROCK HAS A GIRLFRIEND?! Oh sorry! I needed to say that! Back to the story already in progress!
Misty: Girlfriend? As in, you have an actual girlfriend?
Brock: Yeah.
Drew: She’s not made up, right?
Tracey: Or a blow-up doll, right?
Brock: Nope, it’s a real girl. Her name is Jasmine!
Misty: She’s not really a he, is she…or he?
May: And it’s not your mother’s middle name right?
Brock: Will you stop with that? She’s a real girl and she’s my real girlfriend.
Ash: Quick question! She’s not a controlling psychopath like Temaku, right?
Brock: Nothing like her. I’ve got a picture of her in my phone.
Ash: Wow, she’s pretty.
Tracey: She looks a little skinny. But then again, that can change once she tastes your home cooking. (Outside the apartment)
Marcus: Little buddy’s home from the hospital? That’s great!
Laura: Yeah, she’s home from the hospital. However, I wouldn’t come visit her until tomorrow. She’s still a little woozy from the drugs they gave her. She looks like she could blow chunks at any moment.
Marcus: I’ll come by tomorrow to see how she’s doing. Does she still want me to keep it a secret?
Laura: (Sighs) I’m afraid so. I just wish that she didn’t have to keep it from Tracey. I mean, he is her boyfriend.
Marcus: Well, as far back as I can remember, she’s never had a problem with the way she looks. But when she told me she was getting this surgery, I was starting to wonder if she started caring about her appearance and what other people think.
Laura: Perhaps.
Marcus: If anything changes, please call me back. (He goes back inside)
Tracey: Now where’d you run off to?
Marcus: Oh, that was my mother calling. So what’d I miss?
Tracey: Brock has a girlfriend.
Marcus: Ha! Girlfriend? Sure this girlfriend isn’t really named Harley? (Brock glares at him) Sorry, I have to say that since Marisa’s not here.
Erika: That reminds me! This bouquet of roses is for you May!
Grace: Bribery Erika? You really have sunk low, even for you.
Erika: Really? And donating $200 to Sara’s college fund wasn’t a clear sign saying, “Oh please make me the godmother!”
Grace: At least my gift won’t die in a week!
Erika: Hello Grace! Your gift is no good with how much things are in this economy! In fact, $200 is good for like one lap dance at Merry XXX-Mas!
Grace: And how much did your gift cost, $3.50 at the convenient store? (Erika growls)
Kelly: May! I hope you don’t mind that I changed Sara’s diaper.
May: Not at all. Thank you Kelly! (Erika and Grace growl) Guys don’t be like this. I don’t want you all to kill yourselves over this decision. (The next morning at Marisa’s house)
Michelle: Thanks for coming Marcus.
Laura: Marcus!
Marcus: Hey little cous’! Where’s little buddy?
Laura: On the couch!
Marcus: Wow, they took off a lot!
Marisa: I’m not on the loopy drugs anymore, so I can hear you clear.
Marcus: How are you feeling?
Marisa: I’m feeling a lot better than yesterday.
Laura: I know you were completely out of it yesterday.
Marisa: That damn morphine made me sick. I don’t feel a thing from where the pain is, but I sure as hell felt it in my stomach. So Marcus, I hope nobody found out where I really was yesterday.
Marcus: I didn’t tell anybody. It was kind of hard to keep up with the lie because I was at May’s apartment and all of our friends were there.
Marisa: What were you all doing there?
Marcus: Just hanging out, talking about the baptism on Christmas.
Marisa: Sara’s baptizing! I forgot! That’s in two days!
Laura: Will you be able to go?
Marisa: If I'm not in too much pain, I'll go! They might be a little shocked to see me, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there. You can come too Laura.
Laura: That’s okay. I’m spending the day with Gary.
Marisa: Suit yourself.
Marcus: Listen Marisa, I’ve been meaning to ask you something for a while now. Why didn’t you tell Tracey about this? (Marisa groans) Hear me out on this one, he’s your boyfriend and he should have known before you went through with the procedure.
Laura: Marcus is right. We just don’t feel comfortable with all of the secrecy.
Marisa: I don’t feel comfortable talking about it.
Marcus: I’m starting to notice a pattern here. You’re doing a complete 180 on yourself. And all of this happens as soon as you get back together with Tracey.
Marisa: Just a coincidence.
Marcus: Doesn’t seem like a coincidence. Something’s up!
Laura: I think I know why.
Marcus: Spill it.
Laura: Well...It all started during last summer. (Flashback to the summer)
Michelle: Now don’t you look cute for your date?
Laura: Thank you Auntie! What do you think Marisa?
Marisa: (Sighs) You look great kid.
Michelle: You know you could show your cousin a little more enthusiasm. I know you’re still mad about the break-up, but try and show some compassion for other people.
Laura: It’s okay Marisa. (Horn honks) It’s Gary!
Marisa: Have fun! (Laura leaves the house) So cute! (Sighs)
Michelle: Honey, I was thinking that since Laura is on a date tonight and your father is out of town, we can go out and get something to eat. Unless you have some sort of thing against going out with your mother!
Marisa: I have no objections and I am getting kind of hungry. (A little later at the restaurant)
Laura: So we’re going on a double date with your sister?
Gary: Yeah. She said that she met him one day at the doctor’s office.
Laura: What did you say your sister does again?
Gary: She’s studying to be a nurse. Here we are! And there’s my sister! (They get out of the car) Hi Daisy!
Daisy: Gary, glad you could come. And Laura, I haven’t seen you since Grandpa’s wedding!
Laura: Great to see you again! So, where’s your date?
Daisy: He’s getting everything set up inside. Here he comes.
Tracey: Got everything settled Daisy. Huh? What are you guys doing here?
Daisy: They’re joining us tonight. This is my date for the night, Tracey. Tracey, this is my little brother Gary and his girlfriend Laura.
All: We’ve met.
Tracey: Um, let’s go inside! (Daisy and Tracey walk inside)
Laura: What are we going to do?
Gary: It’s okay Laura. We’re just going to have to keep this a secret. We never tell Marisa about this. We never speak of this incident again! We do not bring it up!
Laura: But Gary…
Gary: We suppress the memory and we do not tell your cousin about this! (A little later at the same restaurant)
Michelle: See, now wasn’t this a great idea.
Marisa: I’ll take your word for it.
Michelle: Huh? Hey Marisa, look over there sitting in that booth. Isn’t that Gary and Laura?
Marisa: You’re right! I didn’t know they were coming here for their date. Maybe we should go somewhere else to eat.
Michelle: Who’s that girl they’re with?
Marisa: I think that’s Gary’s older sister, Daisy. It must be a double date! Hmm, I remember the double date I went on last year. I felt sorry for poor…
Michelle: Tracey?
Marisa: Yeah. Huh? Tracey’s dating...Daisy?
Michelle: Oh honey, I’m sorry that…
Marisa: We’re leaving. (End of flashback)
Marcus: What is it with Tracey and dating chicks named Daisy?
Marisa: (Sighs) I guess when I saw Tracey with another girl, I somehow got this bad feeling. I started to feel like I wasn’t pretty enough. I know it sounds silly now that I say it out loud.
Marcus: But how did you find out about the rest of the date?
Laura: She cornered me as soon as I came back from the date. I couldn’t help myself and so I told Marisa everything.
Marcus: I see.
Marisa: Even though we weren’t dating at the time, I still felt horrible.
Laura: I felt so sick to my stomach that entire night I was with Tracey and Daisy. He was talking about her like she was a goddess! Going on and on about how pretty Daisy was and how smart Daisy was.
Marcus: Well then I’m curious. Why’d you take him back?
Marisa: (Sighs) I remember…he called me the day of May’s baby shower. (Flashback to a couple of months ago)
Grace: Hmm…I vote for seven pounds and six ounces.
Erika: I say it’s a ten-pounder!
Kelly: What? Now even I think that’s too high!
Solidad: For the date of birth? I’ll say…August 16th.
May: Oh, I wish!
Sakura: Hmm…I think you’re way off Solidad. I say that she’s going to have the baby on September 4th.
May: Huh? (Thinking) That’s like two weeks after my due date! (Nearby)
Misty: Remind me again what the point of this is.
Marisa: It’s simple Misty. We just draw a simple design on these blank baby onesies.
Misty: I knew I should have taken an art class in high school.
Marisa: You snooze, you lose.
Dawn: Ta-da! What do you think of the design I made for the baby?
Zoey: Very nice Dawn. But shouldn’t you have eased up on the blue?
Dawn: Blue is such a pretty color Zoey. Besides, she’s having a boy.
Zoey: No…We don’t know what they’re having. It could be either a boy or a girl.
Dawn: Huh? Oh man, give me another blank onesie!
Zoey: I’m sure she’ll like whatever you make. (Leans over) Wow, that’s very good Marisa.
Marisa: Oh come on you guys, this is amateur work compared to all of my other pieces.
Misty: You are such a perfectionist! (May walks up)
May: Oh my God! They’re all so beautiful!
Marisa: Well, since we didn’t know if you were going to have a boy or a girl, I decided to paint on something that can be played on both sides.
Misty: Perfectionist!
Marisa: Stop calling me that! (Phone rings)
Dawn: Is that your phone?
Marisa: Yeah, it’s probably Marcus. He’s going to beg me to bring him some cake. (Gasp)
Zoey: Something the matter?
Marisa: Not at all. I’m just going to step outside for a minute and get this call.
Misty: Alright, but hurry back. May’s going to be opening her presents soon. (Outside)
Marisa: Hello.
Tracey: Hi Marisa.
Marisa: Tracey, hi! What, what are you doing?
Tracey: I’m just doing some last minute things to get ready to go to school.
Marisa: Well, I hope you have fun at the Azalea Art Institute.
Tracey: I think it’s time you should know the truth. I’m not going to that school. I rejected the offer! I’m going to stay in town and go to school at the community college.
Marisa: Really? Why on earth did you do such a thing?
Tracey: It’s time that I come clean on this. I wasn’t ready to leave this place and go to some college far away. But more importantly, I did it so I could stay close to you. (Marisa gasps) I’ve been thinking about it for the last few months now and have come to the conclusion that I’ve made a huge mistake by breaking up with you. If there was one thing that’s keeping me here in this town, it wouldn’t be my family or anyone like that, it would be you. Marisa…you complete me.
Marisa: (Sniffles) I can’t believe what you’re saying to me. You know you really sound like Tom Cruise in Jerry McGuire.
Tracey: So what do you say? (End of flashback)
Marisa: And then I just took him back!
Marcus: Holy crap! I can’t believe what a cornball he is!
Marisa: Cornball or not, I still love him.
Laura: You love him yet you don’t tell him when you’re going in for surgery. (Sarcastic) Oh yeah, that’s real love!
Marisa: (Sighs) Get off my back! (Nearby in Ash’s car)
Ash: I really appreciate you coming with me to Wal-Mart.
Tracey: I don’t know why you couldn’t have dragged someone else. You know I hate that store!
Ash: Well, I don’t know where Marcus is since he shut off his phone. And as for Brock, he’s too busy with his new Temaku!
Tracey: But why do you need someone else to go with you?
Ash: I need help picking out a gift for Misty.
Tracey: Christmas is days away and you haven’t gotten Misty a gift yet?
Ash: Oh come on! I know that I wasn’t the only one to wait. Hell, you can get something for Marisa while we’re here.
Tracey: I’ve already got Marisa’s gift and I’m pretty sure she’ll frown upon anything that is bought at Wal-Mart. Hey wait a second! Stop the car!
Ash: What the hell? (He stops the car) What’s your problem? Oh, I see. You want to see your girlfriend!
Tracey: Don’t you remember? Marcus told us yesterday that Marisa and her family are out of town until tomorrow. But I’m starting to feel a little suspicious as Marcus’s car is right there. (Marcus leaves the house) Speak of the devil. (He gets out of the car) Greetings!
Marcus: Tracey? What are you doing here?
Tracey: Just about to ask you the same thing. You’re here and yet if I’m not mistaking, Marisa is not here.
Marcus: Yeah, so what? I was just in there to feed her pets. Her parents do trust me with that chore and I am on her father’s good side after all.
Tracey: Alright, you’ve made your point.
Marcus: What are you doing here?
Tracey: Ash is dragging me to Wal-Mart so he can buy some gift. (Ash honks the horn)
Ash: Move it or lose it Tracey! (Tracey groans)
Marcus: Have fun! (A little later at Walmart)
Ash: Do you think she’ll like this sweater?
Tracey: I think she’s already got one just like that.
Ash: How about this one but in a different color?
Tracey: Just take one and get in line! There are too many people here!
Ash: Ooh! What do you think of that charm bracelet?
Tracey: Fine, get it and let’s get the hell out of here!
Ash: Alright fine! Hey, isn’t that Brock over there in the food court?
Tracey: You’re right. And look, there’s that new girlfriend of his. (They walk over)
Jasmine: They really didn’t believe you when you told them about me?
Brock: None of them did! And now you get a chance to meet some of them!
Ash: What the hell, Brock?
Brock: Ash, this is my girlfriend Jasmine. Honey, these are two of my friends, Tracey and Ash.
Jasmine: It’s nice to meet you two. Ash, Brock has told me so much about you.
Ash: Really? We only heard about you just yesterday. Just out of curiosity, how long have you two been dating?
Jasmine: About two weeks.
Ash: And how do you feel about basketball?
Jasmine: Huh? Well, I like watching basketball if that’s what you mean. I do like to watch NBA games. I wouldn’t play the sport myself, but I don’t mind watching.
Ash: As in, you don’t think it’s the start of homosexuality and not let Brock play basketball with me?
Jasmine: I don’t see the harm in you two playing.
Ash: Alright, you’ve passed my test!
Jasmine: Test?
Brock: Ash, she is nothing like Temaku!
Ash: Just had to make sure!
Tracey: Since you’re going to interrogate Brock’s girlfriend, I’m going to wait in line. It was nice meeting you. (He goes in line)
Ash: You’re getting on my last nerves! Honestly, I don’t know how Marisa can put up with him.
Brock: Ready to go?
Jasmine: I’ve just got to stop in the bathroom. I’ll be back Brock! (She leaves)
Ash: Not bad Brock!
Brock: I told you. Jasmine is a lot nicer than some of the girls we went to high school with and she actually gave me a chance.
Ash: She doesn’t know that you’re a pervert yet, right?
Brock: She knows I have a few quirks but doesn’t know about certain things yet. So with all due respect, shut the hell up. I don’t want this good thing to be ruined because my so-called friends want to say what’s on their mind!
Ash: Don’t worry! I won’t leak that you’re flirtatious pervert. (Misty walks up)
Misty: Hi Ash! (Ash screams) What’s the matter with you?
Ash: Nothing honey! You just scared me, that’s all. What are you doing here?
Misty: Getting a few things for my family! I’m just about finished!
Ash: (Thinking) Oh crap! Misty’s here and I’m here getting her a Christmas present. I don’t want her to think that I waited until the last minute. I have to meet Tracey in line, but first I’ve got to get rid of Misty. (Aloud) Misty, you have something in your teeth.
Misty: Huh? I do?
Ash: Oh yeah! Just go into the bathroom and take care of that. I’ll see you later. (She goes into the bathroom)
Misty: That’s odd, I don’t see anything. (Thinking) Knowing Ash, he probably just said that to get rid of me because he doesn’t want me knowing that he didn’t buy a Christmas present for me until now. He’s so predictable! (Retching from the stall) What the hell? (Retching continues) Huh? Are you okay in there? (Retching continues) Okay then! (She leaves the bathroom) That…was just creepy!
Brock: Creepy? What was creepy?
Misty: Oh man, some chick in the girl’s bathroom was puking her guts out.
Brock: Did you happen to run into my girlfriend?
Misty: Your girlfriend?
Brock: Yeah, my girlfriend Jasmine was in there.
Misty: I didn’t run into her. (Jasmine comes out) Huh?
Jasmine: Ready to go Brock?
Brock: Jasmine, this is Misty, another one of my best friends.
Jasmine: Oh right, you’re Ash’s girlfriend. It’s nice to meet you.
Misty: (Thinking) My God, she looks so skinny. There was no one else in that bathroom so it must have been her I was hearing. I wonder if she’s…
Brock: Are you okay Misty?
Misty: Huh? Oh yeah…I’m just feeling a little lightheaded!
Jasmine: I hope you’re not catching anything. I heard that there is a nasty flu-bug going around.
Misty: Oh, it’s just because I didn’t eat anything yet. That must be it! Well, I’ll see you guys around. (A little later back in Ash’s car)
Ash: Now that wasn’t too bad.
Tracey: I still don’t know why you needed me to come.
Ash: Well I’m glad that we got out of there before Misty noticed what we were doing.
Tracey: You realize that none of that would have happened if you shopped ahead of time.
Ash: I got what I needed and that’s all that matters. (Tracey sighs) Quit your bitching! It wasn’t that bad! We were in and out like that!
Tracey: Whatever!
Ash: Oh my God! We have to go back!
Tracey: What for?
Ash: I forgot a present for baby Sara!
Tracey: You know what? Let me out of the car now! I’m not going back there and I’d rather walk home.
Ash: Alright! I’ll see you tomorrow! (He drives off)
Tracey: I’d rather kiss Harley on the lips than go back there. (Sighs) Great! Well, at least it’s not a long walk from here. And better yet, he dropped me off right near Marisa’s house. Hey wait, she’s still out of town! Huh? That’s Marcus’s car! He’s still there? Something seems weird about this. (A door opens) Marcus is finally leaving? Hmm…Time to get to the bottom of this! (He knocks on the door)
Marisa: Huh? Marcus must have forgotten something. (She opens the door) Tracey?
Tracey: What the hell? You’re here? I thought you were out of town! What happened to you? Why are you bandaged up?
Marisa: It’s a long…story. (A little later in the living room)
Tracey: Breast reduction?
Marisa: Yeah, I just got it done.
Tracey: Well this is the first time I’m hearing about it. You know, usually you’ve got to plan for these kinds of procedures months in advance. How long have you been planning this?
Marisa: Since the beginning of summer.
Tracey: Huh? Oh…You decided this when we weren’t together.
Marisa: I guess you can say that.
Tracey: Why didn’t you tell me? Was it because you didn’t want me to worry or was it that you didn’t want to be a burden?
Marisa: Something like that. Marcus and Laura were the only ones who knew about this. I guess I really didn’t want anyone to know what I was going to do.
Tracey: You’ve really gone through some changes these last few months. Little by little, I’ve noticed slight changes in you.
Marisa: Just a coincidence.
Tracey: No, don’t feed me that. I know it’s not a coincidence. The pink highlights in your hair, the pierced nose, and now this! Tell me the truth. Why do you seem so set on changing your looks?
Marisa: (Sighs) I guess it’s time to be honest with you Tracey. I guess it all kind of started over the summer when I saw you.
Tracey: We never saw each other during the summer.
Marisa: You may have not seen me, but I sure as hell saw you with Daisy.
Tracey: Daisy? I wasn’t with Daisy!
Marisa: I’m talking about Daisy Oak, not Waterflower.
Tracey: Oh. You saw that? Listen Marisa, it was just a one-time thing. We only went on one date and then we…well I decided to call things off. I just couldn’t see myself being with her.
Marisa: It’s alright Tracey. I know that we weren’t together at the time and so it’s customary to go around and date other people. You were successful into finding someone to date pretty fast. As for me, I wasn’t able to find a date the whole summer. I guess that’s when I got to thinking that maybe I’m not pretty. Yeah, I started to get pretty self-conscious about my looks. So maybe if I changed my style a little bit, maybe I could get a change in my life. Maybe people would see me as pretty. (Tracey grabs her hand)
Tracey: Don’t you dare think for a second that you’re not pretty. Marisa I thought you were pretty before the changes. You have to believe me. (Marisa sighs) Marisa!
Marisa: Thank you Tracey. It’s nice to hear that.
Tracey: Hmm…Just stop with all the changes. I like you just the way you are!
Marisa: …Okay. I’ll stop. But you know this has been a long time coming. I needed this surgery. I’ve been attracting too many weirdos.
Tracey: Oh, come now.
Marisa: Don’t say that. I’ve been an attraction for perverts everywhere! There was Gary! (Flashback to sophomore year)
Gary: Mmm…If I squeeze, do you think milk will come out?
Marisa: And then Jack! (Flashback to a month ago)
Jack: Boobies!
Marisa: And then there was my freshman English teacher in high school! (Flashback to freshmen year) And that's my report. Are there any questions?
Elm: (Heavy breathing) Um…ugh…um…
Misty: Professor Elm, are you okay?
Sakura: It sounds like he’s having a heart attack.
Marisa: Um…Did you have a comment about my presentation, Professor Elm?
Elm: Uh… (Stares at Marisa’s chest) No…good job Marisa…Walk back to your seat! (He stares at her) Oh baby! (End of flashbacks)
Marisa: Thank God that man was fired! (Marisa’s father walks inside)
Father: Hey kiddo! Where’s your mother and cousin?
Marisa: They just left!
Father: What about Marcus?
Marisa: Just left too!
Father: (Glares) Hello Tracey. (He walks away)
Tracey: Your father still doesn’t like me.
Marisa: He’ll grow to like you.
Tracey: You’ve been saying that for the last two years and since then, he hasn’t grown to like me one bit. While I’m here, do you want me to get you anything?
Marisa: No, I’m good. But if you could stay with me for a while, I would appreciate it! I really don’t want to be alone.
Tracey: What are you talking about? Your father is right here!
Marisa: Someone besides my old man! (A little later at Brock’s house)
Lola: So Brocky, when can we expect this lovely lady friend over for dinner?
Brock: I’ll take her by here before Sara’s baptism if that’s alright.
Lola: Oh that’s super honey. Your father and I would love to meet your girlfriend. (The doorbell rings) I wonder who that can be.
Brock: I’ll get it!
Lola: If its Christmas carolers, offer them the cookies I made! (He opens the door)
Brock: Misty?
Misty: Hi Brock. Mind if I come in and have a word with you? (In the kitchen)
Lola: It’s so nice to see you again Misty.
Misty: Nice to see you too, Mrs. Harrison.
Lola: You know I have not seen you since that one night at the Lamaze class. You know my assistant Danny has been asking about you. He keeps asking me if you’re going to come back to help out.
Misty: Oh…It’s just that I’m busy with school work and such.
Lola: I understand. Well, I’ll leave you two alone! (She leaves the room)
Brock: So what’s up Misty?
Misty: (Sighs) I know I shouldn’t pry into your love life and I’m not even straight on a couple of facts. I’m just going to come right out and say it. Brock, I think your girlfriend might have an eating disorder.
Brock: That’s a pretty big accusation.
Misty: I’m sorry to have to bring it up Brock and this is just a gut-feeling I have. I just have this feeling that she has a serious eating disorder.
Brock: What makes you think that?
Misty: When I was in the ladies room at Wal-Mart today, I heard someone throwing up in one of the stalls. Besides me, there was only one other person in the bathroom. And when I left the room, she came out.
Brock: (Sighs) I guess it wouldn’t make much sense saying that she caught the flu!
Misty: Seeing as she was at Wal-Mart with you and wasn’t coughing, I would say not.
Brock: Oh man, this is a real predicament!
Misty: You can’t tell me that you didn’t sense something when you saw how skinny she really was.
Brock: I finally meet a nice girl who likes me and didn’t slap me in the face and she’s got to have some sort of problem.
Misty: I’m not telling you to break up with her Brock. That’s the last thing in the world I want you to do! I just want you to talk to her and if it’s true that she has a problem, offer some help. Tell her you’ll be with her through every hurdle!
Brock: I know you won’t lie to me Misty. I’ll take your word on it. Thanks for bringing this to my attention Misty. (A little later back at Marisa’s house)
Michelle: We’re back!
Laura: What the...? Tracey? (Marisa and Tracey wake up) When did you get here?
Tracey: A couple of… (Looks at clock) …Oh, hours ago!
Michelle: Well now that you’re here, would you like to stay for dinner?
Father: Don’t do that! He’ll never leave!
Marisa: Dad, be nice!
Tracey: I’d love to stay!
Laura: You guys fell asleep on the couch? How cute!
Marisa: Yeah, cute! Every time I opened my eyes, I kept seeing Dad sitting on the other side of the room. I’m trying to spend time with Tracey and…
Michelle: I’ll take care of that! I could use some help in the kitchen and unless you want to sleep in the yard with the dog, I suggest you help me!
Father: Yeah, yeah! (Walks to Tracey) I’ll be watching you boy! (They leave the room)
Tracey: See, he still hates me!
Marisa: Don’t worry, he says the same thing to Gary.
Laura: No he doesn’t.
Marisa: Oh, shut up!
Laura: So now you know!
Tracey: Yes I do! I just wish she could have told me sooner!
Laura: I know how you feel Tracey. I’ve been telling her for months now to at least let you know about the surgery. But your girlfriend is so hard-headed!
Marisa: Put a sock in it!
Tracey: It’s alright! You know you have your own reasons for doing some things. But now that I’m here, you can count on me to help you out.
Laura: And you don’t have any objections to that?
Marisa: None at all! I love having Tracey around and it pisses my dad off. I see this as a win-win.
Tracey: Do you need anything?
Marisa: Not right now Tracey. (In the kitchen)
Father: I still don’t see why I’ve got to be in here instead of out there keeping an eye on my daughter!
Michelle: Because Marisa doesn’t want you in there making things worse.
Father: Don’t tell me that she’s embarrassed!
Michelle: Of her overprotective father? Yes! Of the fact that you are the only person in the family who hasn’t warmed up to him? Yes!
Father: I don’t trust that boy! Why can’t she date someone else? Or better yet, marry herself to the Lord and become a nun?
Michelle: Come on, you know that's never going to happen. Besides, Marisa cares about Tracey and he cares about her. Why can’t you just accept it?
Father: Because I’m her father! It’s customary for me not to like her boyfriend! I’m supposed to hate every boy that my daughter brings home. It’s your job to butter them up and be nice to them. (Back in the living room)
Marisa: Are they arguing again?
Laura: Yup!
Marisa: I can read them like a book!
Tracey: In case you’ve forgotten, May’s daughter is going to be baptized in two days…
Marisa: I know Tracey. I’ve already accepted my invite and I’m going.
Tracey: It’s going to be interesting to see the expressions on everybody’s face when Brock shows up with his girlfriend.
Laura: The pervert got a girlfriend? She’s gotta be ugly as stump, right?
Marisa: So he’s finally revealed that he has a girlfriend?
Tracey: Wait, you knew?
Marisa: Again Tracey, you should know that I’m a world class snoop. I found out about a week or so ago. I know that Brock is dating this really skinny girl!
Tracey: I know, she’s thinner than most of the models you see on television! Now don’t you get any ideas!
Marisa: Nah! I love food much too much to give it up! But I won’t mind losing a few pounds!
Tracey: Don’t go overboard. I think you’re beautiful. Fat or skinny!
Marisa: Tracey… (Glares at him) Are you calling me fat? (Tracey flinches) I’m kidding, I get your meaning!
Narrator: It’s now Christmas day and all who were invited to the baptizing of baby Sara were all there. Including those certain friends who went away to college far from here!
Sakura: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Solidad: I know! I never liked that narrator guy anyways!
Sakura: Making us sound like we’re second-rate characters now!
Solidad: The nerve of him!
May: Guys! Who are you talking to?
Sakura: I don’t even know anymore! So May, who’s going to be the Godmother of this precious, little angel?
May: Well, I have made my decision and I swear to God it wasn’t an easy one!
Misty: I’m sure you made the right decision!
Erika: That’s right! I’ve always had great confidence in May and trust and agree with her on every decision she makes.
May: You’re not the godmother Erika!
Erika: Well that’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said!
Grace: Smooth one Erika!
May: And neither are you Grace! (Grace’s jaw drops) I’ve decided to pick Kelly to be Godmother of Sara.
Kelly: Me? Neato, frito, bandito! I didn’t even know I was in the running!
Erika: You weren’t! I told you to come with me and make me look good! Well, this sucks!
May: Guys, don’t be like that! I’ll tell you this, I’m still deciding on who’s going to be my maid of honor for the wedding!
Erika: Huh? Look no further! I’m your girl!
Grace: Get real!
Misty: Wait a second! You told me I could be your maid of honor!
Marcus: There you ladies are!
Misty: Hi Marcus!
May: I thought you told me Marisa was coming!
Marcus: Hold your horses! Little buddy is here! See, there she is walking with Tracey.
Tracey: Hi everybody!
Marisa: Merry Christmas!
May: Merry Christmas! (All gasp)
Grace: Whoa! Hold on!
Kelly: There’s something different about you! I just can’t put my finger on it! Oh, now I know! You’ve gotten a haircut! (All groan)
Erika: Kelly, how stupid can you be? As you can clearly see, the nark here doesn’t have her infamous rack anymore! The sweater puppies ran away! The melons have bought the farm!
Marisa: Nice way of saying I got a breast reduction!
Grace: That’s a shocker!
May: Well that certainly is a surprise!
Erika: Who gets a breast reduction? That’s the stupidest thing I’ve heard…well second stupidest thing I’ve heard!
Marisa: You know what, why don’t you get breast implants and deal with the pain I’ve felt since hitting puberty? Then you can talk to me about why I did it!
Misty: I didn’t even know anything about this! When did you get this done?
Marisa: Three days ago!
Misty: Really? So I guess you really weren’t out of town like Marcus said!
Marisa: That was a cover-up! I just really didn’t feel like telling everybody as I felt that it wasn’t anybody’s business.
Sakura: Are you in any pain?
Marisa: I’m just a little sore, nothing too serious. (Brock and Jasmine walk up)
Brock: Hi everybody!
May: Hey Brock! So is this the girlfriend you’ve been telling us about?
Brock: Uh, yeah. Everyone, this is Jasmine!
Jasmine: Nice to meet everybody!
Misty: Brock, may I speak to you in private for a second? (Around the corner) So, did you talk to her?
Brock: (Sighs) I did.
Misty: What’d she say?
Brock: I know she’s lying to me. She told me that she’s been throwing up because she’s on some crazy medication.
Misty: Yeah but, how do you know she’s lying?
Brock: Just a couple of hours ago, I had her over at my parent’s house. (Flashback to a couple of hours ago)
Lola: Would you like to start the prayer, honey?
Flint: Lord, we thank you for bringing us all together as a family for this wonderful occasion. And thank you for blessing my eldest son with a girlfriend! We were kind of afraid that he was going to stay alone and a virgin forever. (Lola clears her throat) Oh, in Jesus name, amen!
All: Amen!
Brock: (Sarcastic) Oh, I feel the love!
Yolanda: Brock, I’m so glad you’re back in the house for winter break so we can eat your food again.
Forrest: I know!
Salvadore: He is the only one in this family that can cook a pleasant meal.
Tommy: Without setting the kitchen on fire!
Timmy: Or try to cook anything with cabbage in it!
Suzie: Or try to poison us!
Cindy: Like last week when Mom cooked!
Lola: Oh come on kids; give me a little bit more credit!
Flint: Well that casserole dish you made last week kept us running back to the bathroom for two days.
Lola: I screw up one time and it sticks with me like a bad cold!
Forrest: You cook like that one chick from Flavor of Love!
Lola: I told you not to watch that terrible show Forrest!
Forrest: It’s not my fault! Dad had it on one day and they were doing a marathon!
Flint: Now honey, it wasn’t that bad! I mean it was just me and the boy. No harm done on anyone else!
Yolanda: I don’t know Dad. Billy and Tilly were playing a game called "Spit" in their room the other day.
Lola: That’s it! VH1 is officially banned from this house until Billy and Tilly are 17. (All groan)
Flint: Now let’s not be too hasty with that decision!
Lola: Jasmine dear, is that all you’re going to eat?
Jasmine: Oh that’s okay, I’m not too hungry.
Brock: But, I spent half of the morning and majority of last night making all of this stuff.
Forrest: Jasmine, you’ve got to at least try the turkey Brock cooked. It’s so delicious.
Jasmine: That’s okay! Um, may I please be excused?
Lola: Of course dear! (She leaves the room)
Brock: May I please be excused as well?
Lola: Okay Brock!
Flint: Remember son, use a condom! You don’t want to end up like us! (Lola slaps him upside the head) Ouch!
Brock: (Voice over) When I went to check on her, she was once again throwing up in my bathroom. (End of flashback) When I asked her about it, she continued to deny having an eating disorder and said it was medication she was taking.
Misty: So what are you going to do now?
Brock: I’m going to confront her after the baptism.
Misty: I guess I was all wrong about you.
Brock: Huh?
Misty: I guess even the dirtiest perverts have their redeeming qualities.
Brock: Do you have to put it like that?
Narrator: So the baptizing of baby Sara went without any kind of stupid behavior or any kind of drama. Now that’s a lucky break! I mean come on, Joshua and Erika were in the same room and they really haven’t spoken since the summer. But anyways, after the baptizing, Drew and May have invited all of their friends over to their place to celebrate the rest of the Christmas holiday.
Kelly: I’m surprised Harley isn’t here!
May: No and thank goodness he isn’t!
Drew: He sent his best and said he’s spending Christmas with Nando! I’d rather not go into the graphic details of what they’ll be doing!
Marcus: Please, don’t!
Ash: I don’t know how you two were able to dish out so much money for a baptism and a wedding in a couple of months.
Erika: There’s a simple explanation for that Ash! These two are milking their parents off these occasions!
Grace: She’s right Ash! Drew’s mother took care of the baptism and May’s parents are picking up the bill for the wedding.
Erika: But back to the subject at hand! Who is going to be the maid of honor?
Grace: You have to make these decisions earlier. You were able to get away with it when it came to godmother of your baby, but not when it comes to your wedding.
Erika: You better not go with that scrawny, red-head!
Misty: Who are you calling a scrawny, red-head?
Erika: So Drew, where’s your so-called best friend and Godfather to your child?
Drew: If you are referring to Joshua, he said he wasn’t coming tonight as he had some business he had to take care of!
Erika: Probably sleeping with that blonde whore!
Grace: You’re never going to move on from this, are you?
Erika: It tears me up that so many people are together and I’m still alone. Ash and Misty are still together, Marisa and Tracey got back together, Drew and May are going to get married, and even Brock has a girlfriend. That’s just sick!
Grace: You are such an obsessed chick!
Marisa: Sometimes I wonder about her!
Marcus: Yeah, but it is still entertaining as hell to see this play out. Tracey, you up for a little bet for who gets to be maid of honor? I put down five bucks on Grace!
Tracey: I say it’s going to be Marisa!
Kelly: My money is on Marisa as well!
Erika: You’re betting on the nark? You disgust me!
Ash: I’ll put my money on Erika!
Misty: You traitor! (Nearby)
Brock: Jasmine, may I speak to you outside? (He closes the door)
Jasmine: What is it Brock?
Brock: (Sighs) I want to know the truth Jasmine. No more lies! I need to know…
Jasmine: Drop it Brock! It is just medication I’m taking and that’s what’s making me sick.
Brock: You’re lying! I think you have an eating disorder and if that's the case, you need to get help.
Jasmine: Is that what you think? Is that what you really think Brock?
Brock: Well…
Jasmine: You don’t know a damn thing! (She takes off her wig and throws it at him) I have cancer.
Brock: What?
Jasmine: Like I told you Brock. I have cancer! (Tears up) I was diagnosed in the middle of my junior year of high school.
Brock: My God, I’m so sorry Jasmine.
Jasmine: You have no idea what it’s like to miss out on the fun moments people my age do. I missed out on enjoying the rest of my high school days. Because of chemotherapy, while all of my friends were picking out prom dresses and getting fancy hair styles, I was shopping for a wig to hide my bald head. When everybody was preparing for graduation, I was preparing for surgeries.
Brock: But what about now?
Jasmine: …Luckily, they put me on all of these medicines and pills to help me. It’s because of the medication that I was able to finally finish high school and enter college. But I’m still a long way away from being fully treated. And of course some of the medication makes me sick to my stomach and I’m unable to eat much at times! Now that you know the God-awful truth, I suppose you wouldn’t want to hang around with someone like me.
Brock: You’re wrong! Jasmine, a girl like you comes only once in a lifetime. Please Jasmine; don’t shut me out of your life. I may not be the bravest or even the handsomest, but I can be very loyal. If you ever need someone by your side…I’m your guy!
Jasmine: (Blushes) You’re so sweet! (They embrace) I’m so lucky to have a guy like you! (Snow starts to fall)
Brock: Merry Christmas!
Jasmine: Merry Christmas!
Brock: Here’s your wig back! I wouldn’t want you to get cold!
Jasmine: Thank you Brock! (She puts her wig back on) Huh? Uh Brock, look behind you!
Brock: Huh? (Looks at the window) Oh God, they all saw! Jasmine, I wouldn’t worry about my friends. All of them are very nice and supportive! (They open the door) Can’t we have a moment to ourselves? (Applause) Okay, now I’m confused!
Misty: We heard your whole conversation!
Brock: You’re all a bunch of snoops!
Marcus: Actually, Marisa listened in and she translated everything for us.
Brock: Nothing was exaggerated or taken out of context, right?
Marisa: You can trust me. Even though you have major demons inside you, I know that you are a very good person.
Misty: And you should also know that I would like to be there for Jasmine too! (All agreeing)
Jasmine: You all are very sweet. Thank you so much! (Tears up)
Misty: What’s the matter?
Jasmine: It’s just that, I’ve never met so many nice people who barely know me and would love to help me out.
Ash: It’s simple Jasmine. It’s because we’re friends! We may get on each others nerves at times and other times we want to strangle them, but when times get tough we…um…
Marcus: Stick together?
Ash: Nah, that’s not it! (All groan)
Marcus: You must forgive him. His mama dropped him on his head several times as a baby.
Ash: Oh, put a sock in it Marcus! The point is that in my eyes, any friend of Brock’s is a friend of mine! (All agreeing)
Jasmine: Thank you. Thank you all!
~*Preview*~
Dawn: It goes like this! Miss Vivian has quit her job and the theatre is a complete dead-zone! But with this new drama teacher, brings new opportunities. Ugh! All it leaves us is with a bunch of choir kids and a Danny Zuko who can’t sing! Next time on Romance 102, Chapter 9…See you next time!
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