(LOL...sorry...the title, is suppose to be like the song, "Don't Cry for Me Argentina." I was watching Evita...:rolleyes: )

This fan fic is from season 2
Nat: *comes into the cafeteria with a new student at her side*
Mrs. G: *coming into the cafeteria* Hey, Natalie...Time to set up for..*sees student* Oh, Hello! *reaches out her hand* I'm Mrs. Garrett the school dietician.
Nicole: *very peppy-almost cheerleader-like* Hi, I'm Nicole!*shakes her hand*
Mrs. G: Well, I hope you'll excuse Natalie, because she has to go set up for dinner.
Nat: Right. See ya later, Nicole.
Nicole: My room at 8, right?
Nat: Right! See ya then. *goes into the kitchen*
Mrs. G: So, Nicole, where are you from?
Nicole: New York City.
Mrs. G: Oh! That must be exciting.
Nicole: A little. My parents thought it was getting a little too exciting for me, so here I am.
Mrs. G: *walks over to the bulletin board-barely bumping against Nicole's arm on the way-she cringes* Sorry, did I bump you?
Nicole: Oh, that's alright...*walks over to the bulletin board* So, what do the hang on this board, anyway?
Mrs. G: Anything relevant to students.
Nicole: Oh...So, any Baptist churches around here?
Mrs. G: Yea...Just across Campus...
Nicole: Good. My dad woudl kill me if I didn't go to church. He's a Baptist minister.*looks at watch* Goshness Goodness! I gotta go! I'm really sorry to leave so soon, but I have things to do! See you later! *leaves*
Nat:*comes in* Hey, Nico--Where'd she go?
Mrs. G: She had to leave rather quickly.
Nat: Oh...*a little confused*Hey, Mrs. Garrett?
Mrs. G: Something wrong?
Nat: I'm not sure, yet. Anyway, can I leave early after dinner to go hang out with Nicole?
Mrs. G: *worried* Okay...I'll be here all night.
Nat: Thanks, Mrs. Garrett.
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Okay, this is what I'm gonna call one of the "boring parts" of my fan fic...it's like a ...get to know the new character type of scene, yet with a little bit of foreshadowing.;) I love being a writer.

Ahh... One of those "I know and you don't cuz I'm writing it, MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!" kinda things? Yup... lol, post more, it sounds great!

Okay, this is what I'm gonna call one of the "boring parts" of my fan fic...it's like a ...get to know the new character type of scene, yet with a little bit of foreshadowing.;) I love being a writer. [/B][/QUOTE]

I love writing, too. That's why I want to be a writer when i'm older. (I'm 15 right now!) Anyways, I can't WAIT to read more! ;).

awsome Lizzie another good thing about being a writer you can leave ppl in suspence as long as you want.

Originally posted by Biker Chick/Jo Fan
awsome Lizzie another good thing about being a writer you can leave ppl in suspence as long as you want.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!Good idea!;)

Originally posted by MrsGarrettRocksMySocks


MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!Good idea!;)

Biker Chick/Jo Fan, you got a BIG mouth! lol! :joke:. Anyways, Please post more soon!! I bet there is something wrong with Nicole!

Your friend,
BlairFan101.

~Nat and Nicole-Nicole's room~
Nat: So, what do you think of Eastland?
Nicole: I'm not sure, yet. It's a little frustrating moving in the middle of the school year.
Nat: I can't even imagine...
Nicole: Yea, everyone at church wants to "do something," but there's really nothing they can do. You really just ahve to pray, cross your fingers and hope it works out.
Nat: I bet it really tests your faith.
Nicole: A little...but I know how to deal with stress, so it's not too bad.
Nat: That's great. I'd love to know how to deal with stress. Wanna share the secret?
Nicole: looks shocked then fakes a yawn* Actually, I'm kinda tired. Why don't I take a rain check?
Nat: Sure, I guess that's alright...*looks confused-then worried* Are you okay?
Nicole: *surprised by the questions * umm...I guess so.
Nat: you wouldn't lie to me, would you? 'Cause, ya know, that would really put a kink in out friendship.
Nicole: *takes a deep breath* Natalie, I'm fine. I know how to deal with things, remember? *rolls up her sleeves to reveal scars* It's as easy as 1, 2, 3...so to speak.
Nat: *sees the scars* What ahppened there?
Nicole: I told you...
Nat: No you didn't.
Nicole: Look, Natalie, you wanted to know what my secret is for relieving stress. We're friends and I don't want to ruin that, so I'm telling you my secret and asking you to keep it.
Nat: you mean...you did did all that?
Nicole: *looks down* yes. It makes me feel better when I'm all stressed, ya know?
Nat: I don't get it. How can doing that to yourself make you feel better?
Nicole: I dunno. I just know it does. *scared* you're not gonna tell anyone...are you?
Nat: Do you bleed a lot?
Nicole: It just depends where I cut. Natalie...*looks scared again* Promise me you won't tell anybody.
Nat: *thinks a while* Okay...I guess it won't kill you.
Nicole: Thanks, Nat. *smiles*

That's all for now...hope y'all enjoyed it!

This is GREAT so far! But I have 1 tiny question: HERE IS BLAIR?!?!?! :eek:. LOL! Keep up the good work! ;).

Originally posted by BlairFan101


Biker Chick/Jo Fan, you got a BIG mouth! lol! :joke:. Anyways, Please post more soon!! I bet there is something wrong with Nicole!

Your friend,
BlairFan101.


I got a big mouth and I'm proud of it. Except when people say I said things i didn't which is going on now, that I don't tolerate. Plus the only reason I said that is because that's what I've been doing with my fic I didn't tell her to do it, I'm not offended though don't get thinking that.

Great job Lizzie.

Originally posted by Biker Chick/Jo Fan



I got a big mouth and I'm proud of it. Except when people say I said things i didn't which is going on now, that I don't tolerate. Plus the only reason I said that is because that's what I've been doing with my fic I didn't tell her to do it, I'm not offended though don't get thinking that.

Great job Lizzie.


I so happy you didn't take me seriously. I was just kidding with you. I've got a big mouth. Yeah, Lizzie. You should post more ASAP!

*waiting for the next part*

Originally posted by BlairFan101
*waiting for the next part*


I'm afraid I may have bad news...I can't work on my fan fic until at least Friday...yikes...unless I find out that I did infact remember to bring my notebook home from the other house...(I sound like Blair...the OTHER HOUSE!!!!:lol: ) Anyways...I'm REALLY REALLY sorry...I'll do what I can...

Originally posted by MrsGarrettRocksMySocks



I'm afraid I may have bad news...I can't work on my fan fic until at least Friday...yikes...unless I find out that I did infact remember to bring my notebook home from the other house...(I sound like Blair...the OTHER HOUSE!!!!:lol: ) Anyways...I'm REALLY REALLY sorry...I'll do what I can...

Don't make fun of Blair. Because if you make fun of Blair, you make fun of me! lol! Just kidding with ya! Post more when you get a chance! :).

-Brandon

okay, so, I still don't have my notebook, but, I'm bored, so, I'm gonna type some...

*~*lounge--later that night--Mrs. G*~*
*Nat enters*
Mrs. G: Hi, Natalie! *looks at her watch* you're back early. I wasn't expecting you for a while.
Nat: Yea, well, I came home early. I had a long day.
Mrs. G: *worried* Wanna talk about it?
Nat: *hesitantly* Yes...but no.
Mrs. G: *pats the couch* Sit down. We'll talk a while.
Nat: *sits down* Well, I just can't tell you, Mrs. Garrett. I want to, but I promised I wouldn't.
Mrs. G: Oh, I see. Here's a little rule of thumb about secrets: Chances are, if the secret you're keeping is going to hurt someone, you need to tell someone. Natalie, if you feel like you want to, or need to, than you're probably afraid that someone is in danger because of it. Right?
Nat: Maybe.
Mrs. G: If that's the case, please tell me.*pauses--waiting for Nat to talk* Okay, if you won't tell me, tell someone. Something tells me you know something that could hurt someone, and because you suddenly won't talk to me, I can't help. Let someone help, Natalie. Give your friend a chance.*gets up and starts to leave the lounge*
Nat:Mrs. Garrett?
Mrs. G: *turns around* Yes, Natalie?
Nat: Well, a friend I have, told me a story about another friend...and, this other girl, she...had the perfect way to relieve stress.
Mrs. G: I don't think I like the way this story's headed.
Nat: You don't, believe me. Anyway, this girl's way to relieve stress wasn't by drugs, or alcohol...it was by...cutting herself.
Mrs. G:*sits down again, next to Natalie* Cutting?
Nat: Yea. Ya know, with a blade, or...something...
Mrs. G:*worried* I know what it is, I'm just...shocked.
Nat: Join the club. Anyway, my friend wants to know what could happen to someone who cut themselves like that, so that she can tell her friend and maybe convince her friend to seek help on...other avenues.
Mrs. G:*still worried* Well, the best thing to tell your friend to do would be to talk to an adult...a qualified adult that can help out her friend who's cutting.
Nat: Yea...but...what could happen to the girl who cuts herself?
Mrs. G: She could bleed too much, and die. She could accidentally cut an artery. There are any number of things that could happen. Not to mention all the scars she'll have, for the rest of her life. *short pause* Natalie, you've got to get this girl to tell us who her friend is. If she does soon, we may be able to save her friend's life. If she waits...anything could happen.*looks Nat in the eye*
*fade to Nat and Nicole in the girls' room the next morning*
Nat: Nicole you've gotta stop.
Nicole: Natalie, what are you talking about?
Nat: cutting yourself!
Nicole: Look, we went through this last night. It's just a way to relieve stress, I don't do it all the time, and it's not gonna kill me. So, what's the harm?
Nat: *raises her voice* Scars, cutting an artery, bleeding so much that you die. Excuse me, but that does sound like it's gonna hurt you.
Nicole:*yelling* It's my business and it's my life and I can do whatever I want with it!
Nat:*yelling* Including put all your friends through the pain of losing you. Fine, go ahead...keep cutting yourself and kill yourself. Then I'm sure you'll be happy when we're all here crying because you're dead.
Nicole: *pauses--then says calmly* We're both uptight, and upset. We don't have to yell. *Natalie starts to say something* No...Natalie, I wouldn't be happy if you were crying because I was dead. I've been put through that before. I know what it's like, and you shouldn't have to go through that.
Nat: Then why don't you stop?
Nicole: It's not that easy.
Nat: Why can't it be?
Nicole: Old habits die hard? *chuckles a little* Listen, I can try. That's all I can promise you.
Nat: Can't you promise me success?
Nicole: *shakes her head* No. I don't know what's going to happen. I can't promise you something, when I'm not sure it's even possible. I don't make false promises.
Nat: Then promise me you'll stop. Then, you could make yourself stop, by realizing that if you didn't, you would have made a false promise to me.
Nicole: It's not that simple, Natalie. I wish I could make you understand. It's like...an addiction. You need help to stop. Professional help, that I'm not willing to get right now. I-
*there's a knock on the door*
Mrs. G: *on the other side of the door* Are you two okay in there?*opens the door* I heard shouting.
Nicole: *turns to face her and smiles* We're fine, Mrs. Garrett. Just one of those, trivial arguments between buddies. Ya know...who does that pen ACTUALLY belong to...*giggles* one of those silly things. It's okay, we worked it all out. *turns to Nat* Didn't we, Natalie? *back to Mrs. G* But, I gotta go now. I have tons of stuff to do.
Nat: But we're not finished, yet.
Nicole: You can have the pen. I'll talk to you later! I really gotta scoot! toodles!*waves as she leaves*
*Mrs. G and Nat look at each other--both worried*
Mrs. G: Natalie...
Nat: I still can't tell you, Mrs. Garrett. I'm late for breakfast, I gotta go.
Mrs. G: *grabs Nat's arm* Natalie, wait.*pulls the chair out* Sit down.
Nat: I really can't, Mrs. Garrett. I gotta go help with breakfast.
Mrs. G: The girls can handle it for a while.
Nat: *sits down--looks up at Mrs. G* Mrs. Garrett, I really can't tell you about it. Remember, a promise is a promise.
Mrs. G: That's not what I want to talk to you about.
Nat: *confused* It isn't?
Mrs. G: No. I know that if you think someone's in danger, you'll tell a responsible adult. What I want to talk to you about, is why you won't talk to me.
Nat: Oh, Mrs. Garrett, it's not you...it's just that, like I said,*hesitantly* I can't tell.
Mrs. G: But you want to.
Nat: It's the reporter in me, I wanna tell the world.
Mrs. G: but you know...
Nat: You're always here. Yes, Mrs. Garrett. Thank you for that.
Mrs. G: If you're stressed, or anything...you know where to find me...
Nat: Yea. Thank you, Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: You're Welcome, Natalie. Just make sure you remember that when you need me!*hugs Nat*
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wow...I don't usually even WRITE that much at once...cool. Hope you enjoy it!

Originally posted by BlairFan101



I so happy you didn't take me seriously. I was just kidding with you. I've got a big mouth. Yeah, Lizzie. You should post more ASAP!



I didn't take you seriosly. Come on I'm stupid but I'm not that thick!!!!

Lizzie post more!!!!! OH and I like you posting more at once it gives me something to do.

*around lunch time—the girls are in their room *
Blair: *looks at her watch and groans *
Jo: Don’t do that, I hate it when you do that.
Blair: Sorry. We have to go down and start setting up for lunch. *turns to Nat * Are you gonna help this time, or stay up here and skip out again?
Tootie: Blair, that’s not fair. She was talking to Mrs. Garrett. It could have been some terrible awful news, and you’re treating her like she was whining to get out of it. I’m sure it was for a good reason.
Blair: I don’t care. *holds up a finger * I broke a nail yesterday because you weren’t there doing your job.
Nat: Sorry, Blair. But I—
Blair: You should be, and you better be down there today!
Jo: Cool it, Blair.
Nat: No, that’s okay, Jo. Thanks, but Blair’s right. I wasn’t down there to do my job, it may be my fault, but at least I’m apologizing.
Jo: It wasn’t your fault.
Blair: Yes it was.
Jo: Blair, cool it. You know it wasn’t her fault, you’re just cranky cause you had to do all the nasty stuff that Nat was suppose to do thi ‘smornin’,
Blair: So what.
Jo: *yells * Blair!
Nat: No, Jo. Blair’s right. I wasn’t down there to do my job, so she had to. She has a right to be cranky.
Tootie: So did you get everything worked out?
Nat: What?
Tootie: Well, you were talking to Mrs. Garrett…I just assumed that…
Nat: Oh! Oh...umm…yea. Kinda.
Tootie: Well, if you need to talk to her again, g’head. I’ll do your chores.
Nat: Thanks, Tootie.
Mrs. G: *knocks on the door * Girls…is Natalie in there?
Nat: Yeup.
Mrs. G: Is everybody decent?
Tootie: Yeup.
Mrs. G: *comes in— noticeably worried * Natalie, I need to talk to you…
Nat: What’s wrong, Mrs. Garrett?
Mrs. G: Well, come with me. Girls, take over for Natalie downstairs. We’ll be gone a while.
Nat: *starting to raise her voice *Mrs. Garrett, tell me what’s going on.
Mrs. G: Natalie, I’m sure it’ll be fine.
Nat: WHAT will be fine?
Mrs. G: It’s Nicole…
Nat: *worried * What about her?
Mrs. G: She wants to see you. Come on, we have to get going.
Nat: Where is she?
Mrs. G: In the hospital.
Nat: Oh no.
Mrs. G: Yea. *looks at Natalie * Natalie, we may not have much time, and she really wants to see you.
Nat: *shocked * Oh…Okay…Umm…yea. *walks out the door *
Tootie: Mrs. Garrett! What’s wrong with Nicole?
Mrs. G: Well…she…cuts herself, and this time, she cut the wrong spot.
Tootie: Poor Natalie.
Blair: Can we do anything?
Mrs. G: Stay here, do lunch as usual, and pretend nothing happened.
Jo: How?
Mrs. G: You girls will think of something…you always do. *leaves with Nat *

Hope you enjoyed it!

You are doing a wonderful job. Keep it up. I can't wait for more.

It's about time Blair was in this fan-fic. I'm just like her ya know. Bossy. That kinda thing. And I think she is HOTT! LOL! Anyways, post more ASAP. :bash: :smash: :bash: :smash: :bash: :smash:.

Before I die and take Blair with me to the Grave!!!!!!! lol!

God Bless!

-Brandon.

Okay, here's the last part, as well as the words for, "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina." You'll find out why. I'm not sure how realistic this is, I didn't really research it as much as I do with other stories...however...I hope you enjoy it.

*~* at the Hospital *~*
Nat: Why won’t they let me see her? You said she was asking for me. If she wants to see me, why would it matter if I wasn’t family?
Mrs. G: I’m not sure, Natalie, but if they won’t let you see her, it’s probably pretty bad. Are you sure you want to see her like that?
Nat: Not really, but if she wants to see me, then, I’ll go.
Mrs. G: *smiles * Come sit down, Natalie. *they sit-Mrs. G tucks Nat’s hair behind her ears * Did I ever tell you what a wonderful friend you are?
Nat: But I’m really not, Mrs. Garrett. If I was really a good friend…this wouldn’t have happened.
Mrs. G: Natalie, you can’t blame yourself for this.
Nat: Oh yes I can.
Mrs. G: No, you can’t. This is in no way your fault.
Nat: Who’s fault is it, then?
Mrs. G: *sits in silence for a while-then speaks softly * I don’t know, but I do know that it’s not you.
Nat: Mrs. Garrett, I knew. *eyes fill with tears * I knew what she was doing.
Mrs. G: I know.
Nat: *looks up at her * How?
Mrs. G: Nicole. She told me you knew.
Nat: She told you everything?
Mrs. G: Not exactly. *slowly *After you asked me all those questions this morning, I was a little curious, and I tried furiously to put the pieces of the puzzle together. When I realized how much time you’d spent with Nicole lately, I knew she had to be the one you were talking about, the friend who cut herself. So, I went to her room to go see her. Fortunately I got there when I did, because she had just cut herself. I’ll skip the details, but I knew she losing blood, fast. I asked what happened, but all she could manage to say was, ‘ask Natalie.’ She was shocked. I don’t think she’d ever seen anyone bleed like that before. Truthfully, I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anyone bleed like that before.
Nat: So, is she okay, now?
Mrs. G: I’m not sure. She lost a lot of blood, Natalie.
Nat: but she has to be okay. What if she doesn’t make it, Mrs. Garrett?
Mrs. G: Why don’t we think on the positive side?
Nat: What will happen if she doesn’t make it?
Mrs. G: Natalie, I’ve never seen you like this. Come on, she can make it.
Nat: Mrs. Garrett, you’re avoiding my question. What will happen?
Mrs. G: *looks Nat in the eye and says slowly * The same thing that happens when this happens to everyone else. We’ll send her stuff home and try to live normally again.
Nat: That’s not fair. When Cynthia killed herself, we had this whole assembly and everything to teach us about suicide and a memorial for her. What about Nicole?
Mrs. G: Maybe we can talk to Mr. Harris about a memorial.
Nat: If this is so dangerous, why haven’t we heard about it at Eastland before?
Mrs. G: Well, it’s not really something people like to talk about.
Nat: Neither is suicide, but we hear about that more often.
Mrs. G: In most cases, suicide is more successful. With cutting, if you’re lucky, you can just walk away with a few scars.
Nat: Nicole never did think she was lucky.
Dr. McGreggor: Nicole Bennett?
Mrs. G: *stands up * Yes?
Dr. McGreggor: Are you her mother?
Mrs. G: Guardian. She’s currently attending Eastland.
Dr. McGreggor: I see. Well, she’s asking for a Natalie, and she’s stable for now. You may visit her, one at a time. *lowers his voice a little * It’s not looking good, though. She may not have much more time. I’m sorry. *his beeper goes off * Excuse me, please. *he leaves *
Mrs. G: Natalie, she wants to see you, but you don’t have to go.
Nat: I want to go.
Mrs. G: Are you sure? She’s not going to be the same person she was this morning.
Nat: Mrs. Garrett, I guess I don’t want to do it, but, I have to do it. She’s my friend, remember? Friends are there for each other, right? *Mrs. G nods * Well, then I really need to do this. Thank you, Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: For what?
Nat: For being there, so I didn’t have to end up like Nicole. *hugs Mrs. G *
Mrs. G: You’re Welcome, Natalie. Just remember that, no matter what she says in there, you’re the best friend she’s ever had. You got her help.
Nat: Just not soon enough.
Mrs. G: Don’t say that. She could make it.
Nat: Maybe you’re right. I’ll be back soon, Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: No hurry. Take your time.
Nat: *walks slowly down the hallway *
~~~~ Nicole’s room ~~~~
Nat: *knocks on the door * Nicole? *opens the door a little *
Nicole: Come on in, Natalie.
Nat: *goes in and walks over to Nicole * Hey. They said you were askin’ for me. So, here I am.
Nicole: Thank you, Natalie.
Nat: For what?
Nicole: For coming, for telling Mrs. Garrett, for trying to stop me, but mostly…for being my friend.
Nat: How could you do this?
Nicole: Natalie…
Nat: No, I mean it, really. How could you do that to us, to me? You said yourself that I’m your friend. How could you do that to your friend?
Nicole: It’s not that simple, Natalie.
Nat: Yea, I’d bet.
Nicole: Really. You’ve never been there. You’ve never felt like that. You have Mrs. Garrett. You have friends.
Nat: You do, too.
Nicole: But, you don’t realize that when you’re depressed like me.
Nat: I don’t get it.
Nicole: No one does, unless you’ve been there. That’s the problem.
Nat: No, that’s not the problem. The problem is that you didn’t realize when you needed help.
Nicole: Excuse me?
Nat: You heard me.
Nicole: Natalie, I told you that I knew I needed help, I just didn’t want to deal with that right now. I understand that I needed help. I just didn’t want it.
Nat: Then you really didn’t understand it. Because if you had fully comprehended it, and if you would’ve been able to understand that this could happen and that we were both here right now, would you have continued?
Nicole: *sits there for a minute * Yes.
Nat: What?
Nicole: I’m sorry, Natalie. That’s how I get when I’m depressed.
Nat: Then talk to someone about it.
Nicole: I don’t want to.
Nat: Why?
Nicole: Because everyone’s busy, including Mrs. Garrett.
Nat: But Mrs. Garrett will make time for you.
Nicole: She’ll make time for you, Natalie.
Nat: She’d make time for you, too, if you asked her.
Nicole: I just don’t want to bother her.
Nat: That’s what she’s there for.
Nicole: I know that. It’s just that, when you’re depressed…oh goshness how do I explain this? When you’re depressed, your mind kind of…changes. You don’t think the same way. It’s like, suddenly, the things that used to make so much sense…don’t. When someone is joking around with you, you take it all personally, because that’s the mood that you’re in. You get mad at everyone at everything until you’re just so mad that you have to be…sad. When that happens, there’s nothing else to do but be in pain. It’s like, nothing but the pain that you inflict on yourself can be controlled. It’s a control issue, I guess. I don’t know if any of that makes sense, but that’s the best way I know how to explain it.
Nat: I think I get it. I just don’t know why you couldn’t just stop the cycle by going to Mrs. Garrett the first time you get upset. *Mrs. Garrett stands outside the door, which is slightly opened *
Nicole: Because for some people, the first little thing that makes you upset is the last straw. Besides, I’ve been doing this for years…Mrs. Garrett wasn’t always around. Ya know, you’re lucky to have her. She’s always there for you.
Nat: I know. *pauses * But that doesn’t mean that the same thing doesn’t happen to me occasionally.
Nicole: What do you mean?
Nat: Well, ya know, Mrs. Garrett is in charge of punishing us too, right? So, when I do something wrong…I don’t exactly wanna tell her.
Nicole: So, you do nothing?
Nat: For a while. But after a while, things get better.
Nicole: They did for me too, until now.
Nat: They can still get better.
Nicole: No they can’t. Natalie, we just moved. Now, I’m going to have to move again.
Nat: Why?
Nicole: Because, now everyone at Eastland is going to know about this. That’s not exactly the kind of thing I want everyone at school knowing, ya know?
Nat: Maybe they won’t find out.
Nicole: Come on, Natalie. You know how the gossip mill turns.
Nat: Yea. *pause * So, do you want to talk to Mrs. Garrett?
Nicole: I’m not feeling very strong right now. I think I’m fading, again. I lost a lot of blood, Natalie.
Nat: I know. Mrs. Garrett told me.
Nicole: Promise me you won’t end up like this. You have to promise me that you’ll go to Mrs. Garrett. Promise me that when I die, you’ll look to Mrs. Garrett if you’re really that upset about it. Most of all, promise me that you’ll be a friend like you’ve been to me to everyone else that you’re ever friends with. You’re a terrific friend, Natalie.
Nat: *tear falls * Don’t you say goodbye, yet.
Nicole: I have to. Natalie, have you ever heard of the musical, Evita?
Nat: I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never seen it, why?
Nicole: Watch it. I’m too tired now, but when you see the end, pretend it’s me singing, “Don’t Cry for Me, Argentina.”
Nat: You got it.
Nicole: Tell everyone at school goodbye for me.
Nat: *tear * okay.
Nicole: Natalie…
Nat: Yea?
Nicole: You can leave, now.
Nat: But, you don’t wanna be alone for…
Nicole: Yea…I’d rather die alone. I don’t want you to see it. You’ve seen enough.
Nat: But…
Nicole: I want you to remember me as…me, before you knew about this.
Nat: It won’t be easy.
Nicole: I know, but you’ll get through it. You’ve got Mrs. Garrett. She’s an amazing woman.
Nat: Yea. She’s terrific.
Nicole: One more thing…
Nat: I forgive you.
Nicole: How’d you know?
Nat: I know you, remember. Can’t pretend when you’re around me.
Nicole: Guess not.
Nat: Well…I guess this is…goodbye then, right?
Nicole: Yeup. Catch ya on the flip side. *smiles *
Nat: Bye. *turns around, sees Mrs. Garrett, walks over and stands next to her * Thanks, Nicole.
Mrs. G: Nat, you wanna go wait for me in the waiting room?
Nat: Totally.
Mrs. G: I’ll be in there soon, I want to talk to Nicole.
Nat: Okay. *goes to the waiting room-Mrs. G goes into Nicole’s room *
Mrs. G: Nicole?
Nicole: Hey, Mrs. Garrett. I’m sorry.
Mrs. G: No, I think I’m the one that needs to apologize.
Nicole: Why?
Mrs. G: You didn’t feel like I was there for you, I obviously wasn’t doing something right. I’m very sorry.
Nicole: No, it wasn’t you, Mrs. Garrett. I’m just…stubborn.
Mrs. G: This isn't going to be easy to explain to your parents.
Nicole: Are you kidding? They’ll be glad. It means I won’t become an actress, like I wanted.
Mrs. G: Is that what this was all about? Nicole…
Nicole: Kinda yes, kinda no.
Mrs. G: I see. Your parents care about you.
Nicole: Really? Where are they? I don’t see them here.
Mrs. G: That’s not fair. This only happened a few hours ago, and we couldn’t get a hold of them. We had to leave a message.
Nicole: No, Mrs. Garrett, they knew about this. That’s why they sent me to Eastland. They hoped Eastland would help, that it would be some kind of weird solution. They should’ve known this would happen.
Mrs. G: I’m sorry. I can’t make them do something about it. I can be here for you, though.
Nicole: I think it’s too late.
Mrs. G: No, it’s not. I can sit here with you as long as you want.
Nicole: Really?
Mrs. G: *nods * yeup. *holds her hand *
Nicole: Will you really?
Mrs. G: Of course.
Nicole: Will you stay until…
Mrs. G: Of course.
Nicole: I don’t want to die a lone.
Mrs. G: I’ll be here.
Nicole: *tear falls * Thank you, Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: *wipes the tear away * You’re Welcome. Go ahead, close your eyes. You’ll be just fine.
~~~~ waiting room-Natalie ~~~~
Nat: *sits down *Why has it been so long? *stand up-Looks down the hall * Where are you, Mrs. Garrett? *sits down *
Mrs. G: *comes in * Natalie?
Nat: Mrs. Garrett! *stands up * It’s been so long, what’s going on?
Mrs. G: *goes over to a chair-pats the chair next to her * Natalie, come sit down.
Nat: Uh oh. What happened Mrs. Garrett?
Mrs. G: She’s gone, Natalie.
Nat: *crying * But that’s not…I…You said she was going to be just fine. *sits down next to Mrs. G *
Mrs. G: You knew this was a possibility, Natalie.
Nat: but, I…I just…you said she was gonna be fine!
Mrs. G: Natalie, it’s okay.
Nat: *stands up-yelling * No it’s not. Mrs. Garrett, she’s dead! It’s not okay. It’ll never be okay!
Mrs. G: *walks over to Natalie and holds her in a hug * Listen to me. You will be just fine. It’s just gonna take time. However, until then, cry all you want to.
Nat: *more calmly * I’m sorry Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: For what? You were upset. You were just reacting. It’s okay.
Nat: But I shouldn’t have yelled at you. That’s not fair, it wasn’t your fault. Besides, you’re the one that’s here for me.
Mrs. G: Natalie, it’s okay. Everyone over-reacts, occasionally.
Nat: *pulls away from her * Mrs. Garrett?
Mrs. G: Yes, Natalie?
Nat: Earlier this year, when Jo, Blair, Tootie and I snuck out and everything, what made you want to bail us out?
Mrs. G: The four of you are my girls. I knew that. Why are you interested all of a sudden?
Nat: I’m just curious.
Mrs. G: Okay…
Nat: It’s just that…how were you sure that something like this wouldn’t happen to one of us.
Mrs. G: Oh, I see. I wasn’t sure. I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, and neither do you. Something like this could still happen to one of you girls. I pray to God it doesn’t, because I hope that you girls will have enough sense to come to me instead.
Nat: Well, you don’t have to worry about me, Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: Good.
Nat: *starts to say something-then pauses * You want to go help me look up the song, “Don’t Cry for Me Argentina?”
Mrs. G: Are you sure you’re ready for that?
Nat: I think so.
Mrs. G: *smiles * Let’s go. *puts an arm around Nat’s shoulder as the walk out *
*the end-Credits roll *


Don’t Cry for Me Argentina
From Evita
It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel.
That I still need your love after all that I’ve done.
You won’t believe me,
All you will see is a girl you once knew, although she’s dressed up to the 9’s
And 6’s and 7’s with you

I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn’t stay all my life down in here,
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom,
running around trying everything new, but nothing impressed me at all,
I never expected it to.

Don’t cry for me, Argentina, the truth is, I never left you.
All through my world days, my mad exsistence, I’ve kept my promise--
Don’t keep your distance.

And as for fortune, and as for fame,
I never invited them in,
Though it seemed to the world, they were all I desired
They are illusions, they’re not the solutions they promise to be.
The answer was here all the time.
I love you, and hope you love me.

Don’t cry for me, Argentina.

Don’t cry for me, Argentina. The truth is I never left you. All through my world days, my mad exsistence, I kept my promise-- Don’t keep your distance.

Have I said too much, there’s nothing more I can think of to say to you, but all you have to do is look at me to know, that every word is true.

:( :( :( :( :crying: :crying: :crying: :crying:. That was GREAT! Hope you make another one! :)

Lizzie! What an AWESOME job!!! I am so impressed. Great Mrs.G, Natalie scene. Write another one.

Originally posted by 1strunfan
Lizzie! What an AWESOME job!!! I am so impressed. Great Mrs.G, Natalie scene. Write another one.


You said it.


But anyway I'm in tears now!!! IT was awsome!!

You people REALLY over-exaggerate my fan fics...but thanks for the compliments.

Originally posted by MrsGarrettRocksMySocks
You people REALLY over-exaggerate my fan fics...but thanks for the compliments.

Oh, shut up, you know you're awesome ;)

Great fic Lizzie!! I mean...I actually came over to the FOL boards to read this. Ok, that's a worthy fic! I'm comin back to my roots ;)

I loved it! *tear tear* Ok, I can't be caught on these boards for too long, Michelle on the TD FF boards is gonna start thinking I'm done stalking her ;)

I LOVED IT!

*sneaks back to the TD boards* :seeya:

Anybody got a serious topic they want me to cover in a fan fic? Just when I think I've run out of ideas, somebody has one...so, if you got one, or two...and you want to see how I'd write it...let me know!E-mail..
charlotte_rae_fan@yahoo.com

or you can always PM me.

Originally posted by MrsGarrettRocksMySocks
You people REALLY over-exaggerate my fan fics...but thanks for the compliments.




No we don't!! They are great, teriffic, awsome, cool, and everything else ppl said.