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Mustang Mimi 04 · 02-23-2001, 08:33 PM

Marks Don’t Lie
Its 12:30.
Mrs G is on the couch reading. Jo comes down the stairs quietly. Mrs G doesn’t notice until she’s on the last step and there’s a creak.
Mrs G (jumps): BLAIR?
Jo: No Mrs G. Its just me. She’s still not back from her date?
Mrs G: No, what are you doing up?
Jo: I’m going to give Blair a piece of my mind (slams fist into hand) and maybe a piece of fist for worrying you like this.
Mrs G: Well that’s very thoughtful of you Jo...I think. But it’ll be unnecessary. I just wish I knew where she is.
Jo: Well I’m sure she’s ok.
Just then the door opens and Blair walks in.
Blair: Hi guys. Sorry I’m late.
Mrs G: Sorry your late? Its an hour and a half past when I told you to be back. And all you say is sorry you’re late?
Blair: Well we sorta lost track of time.
Jo: Yeah I can imagine what you were doing to loose track of time.
Blair: Will you stay out of this?
Jo: Oooh is that a threat?
Mrs G: Jo I do think it’ll be a good idea if you went to bed.
Jo: Oh alright. (gives Blair a light slug to the arm) Good luck. Heh heh heh.
Jo goes upstairs. She grabs a book and reads a little then Blair comes in.
Blair: How could she do this to me?
Jo: What?
Blair: She grounded me!
Jo: And that comes as a shock to you?
Blair: Well no but I have a date with Brian again tomorrow.
Jo: But you just saw him tonight. You’d think he’d get sick of you after a while.
Blair: Oh just be quiet. Lets go to sleep. The quicker this week moves on the happier I’ll be.
Jo: Fine.
The light goes out.
Next day. Blair looks at her watch. Its 4:15.
Jo: That’s the sixth time you looked at your watch! Are you waiting for something?
Blair: No. I have to go to the library to get some studying done. That’s all.
Mrs G comes in the room.
Blair: Mrs. G. I have to go to the library to study. I’ll be back a little after dinner. Don’t worry I’ll pick up something while out.
Mrs. G: Ok Blair- but don’t get back too late. You are still grounded.
Blair: I know Mrs. G. I know.
Later. Blair comes downstairs with a duffle bag.
Jo: Are you going to the library or running away?
Blair: I’m going to the library. I uh just have a lot of books I need.
Jo gives a suspicious look.
Jo: I guess. Well its not like I’d care if you were running away anyway.
Blair rolls her eyes and then goes out the door.
Ten thirty. Blair comes in the door.
Mrs G: Hi Blair- how was the library?
Blair: Umm good. Well I’m awful tired- I think I’ll go to bed now.
Mrs G: Ok- Blair, I’m really proud of you. Your taking your grounding very well.
Blair: Yeah- well thanks. I really gotta go now.
Mrs G: Alright Blair see you in the morning.
Blair goes upstairs. Jo is sitting on her bed studying. Blair throws the duffle bag on the bed and goes into the bathroom. When she comes out she is no longer wearing her turtle neck and pants but her pajamas. Jo looks up and sees a hickey on Blair’s neck.
Jo: Whoa, what’s that?!
Blair: What’s what? (As she says this she puts her hand over the hickey)
Jo: You know what I’m talking about- that hickey! (She jumps off her bed then goes to look at Blair’s neck)
Blair: Well, umm, see the reason I was late coming home last night...
Jo: Oh no- you didn’t have that last night! So unless books have learned how to give hickeys you didn’t go to the library tonight.
Blair: No, I cannot tell a lie- I DID go to the library.
Jo gives Blair a look. Then she eyes the duffle bag. She grabs the duffle bag and opens it. It has out to dinner clothes and a small makeup kit in it.
Jo: Ok- so you went to the library-probably to change- did you STAY at the library?
Blair: Umm...
Jo: What happened to I cannot tell a lie?
Blair: Alright alright- no, I didn’t stay at the library. I went on a date with Brian. But more to the point- if Mrs G sees this she’ll kill me!
Jo: Well that’s the truth. When your gone I can move your stuff out and make more room for my stuff. Hey can I have your hair drier?
Blair: Why would you want that?
Jo: Oh I can use some parts for repairs. You can never find the good circuits like those that are made in a hair drier.
Blair: Will you stop it? She’s not literally going to kill me- at least I hope she won’t.
Jo: Why don’t you try using a comb.
Blair grabs a comb and starts brushing her hair.
Blair: Well this is kind of consoling but I don’t think its helping any.
Jo: You idiot! I’m talking about on the hickey. Its a bunch of blood vessels bunched together- use the comb to spread them out.
Blair: And how do you know so much about this type of stuff.
Jo rubs her neck.
Jo: Oh I’ve probably had more experience than YOU!
Blair: Excuse me? The girl who spends most Saturdays working on her bike? I highly doubt that!
Jo: Oh yeah?
Blair: Yeah.
They continue arguing. Eventually Blair picks up the comb and gently touches it to her neck.
Blair: I don’t know about this.
She starts brushing gently against her neck. Nothing happens.
Jo: No- your being too gentle. Here I’ll show you.
She takes the comb and coarsly grazes Blairs neck. After one stroke Blair jumps away. The red blotch has spread a little, but not much.
Blair: Ouch! That hurt a lot! Are you trying to slice open my neck and drain the blotch?
Jo: No but you’ve got to be a little rough or nothing will happen. Hey if you don’t want to take my ideas don’t ask.
Blair: Fine- lets go to sleep.
Jo: Yeah maybe things will look brighter in the morning.
Blair puts her hand against her neck.
Blair: Lets hope nothing gets brighter.
Jo smiles then the light goes out.
Breakfast.
Blair has her elbow on the table with her hand covering her neck.
Mrs G: Blair- please- elbows off the table.
Blair takes her elbow of the table and rests it on the back of her chair.
Mrs G: Is something wrong with your neck Blair?
Blair: Umm no, nothing at all. Why?
Mrs G: I don’t know- you keep putting her hand by it. Does it hurt?
Blair: Um sort of- I think I might have twisted my neck.
Mrs G: Oh ok.
Jo: Yeah and I bet I know how you twisted it. (Starts making kissy sounds).
Blair elbows Jo. She finishes eating then grabs her books.
Blair: I gotta go.
After school. Blair is in the bathroom applying makeup to her neck.
Blair: There- now no one will notice.
Blair goes out of the bathroom and Jo is in the bedroom.
Blair: Well what do you think?
Jo: Its not bad. I don’t think someone who doesn’t know its there would notice.
Blair: Well that’s good.
A little later.
Mrs G: Blair how’s your neck?
Blair: Oh much better.
Blair brushes her neck with her hand. She sees the tan makeup on her hand. She suddenly raises her shoulder up against her head.
Blair: Oh I mean it is real stiff. Very painful.
Jo comes running down the stairs.
Jo: HEY BLAIR! I just read about a new way to get rid of your hic-(sees Mrs G)-cups. Hiccups yeah I just read about a new way to get rid of them. But considering you don’t have any now I will tell you about it sometime you actually have them.
When Jo shouted Blair turned her neck. Mrs G now is looking at Blair’s neck.
Mrs G: Blair- why’s your neck so red?
Blair: I hurt it- yeah at the library.
Jo: (laughs) Oh let me guess. You were reaching way up high and fell down and a book came falling on top of you and hit you in the neck.
Blair: Yeah that’s it!
Mrs G: BLAIR. I don’t like being lied to.
Blair: Alright. I didn’t go to the library- I went out with Brian. I have a hickey from... well...
Mrs G: Yes Blair- I know what a hickey is. Jo will you excuse us? I need to have a long talk with Blair.
Jo leaves whistling the death march.
Mrs G: Blair I’m very disappointed in you. Now I don’t know when your lying and when your telling the truth. Lies are the worst thing. They eat away at trust.
Blair: I’m sorry Mrs G.
Mrs G: Is that another lie? Are you going to go and plot how to get out of your next punishment?
Blair: Alright I see your point. But I am sorry- that’s the truth.
Mrs G: Well I don’t know what to do. Alright- your grounded for two weeks. During those two weeks your going to help me wash all the floors and windows in this house. You can’t see Brian during those two weeks and for a week after that the only time you can see him is in this house. And NO MORE LYING!
Blair: Yes. That’s fair. I’m sorry.
Mrs G: Now go cover up that thing. Wear some of your turtle necks for the next few days.
Blair (smiles): Ok Mrs G.
Blair and Mrs G hug.
THE END

LiL_Miss_Goodwrench_815 · 02-23-2001, 11:51 PM

well that was awesome...intresting description of the hickey thing and how to pop it..lol nice ending!~

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Jo: there are two things we dont joke bout, the yankess and wht roy just did to me!
*~Katie~*

BlairW_2 · 02-24-2001, 12:00 PM

This is very good -- but I don't mean to be rude, but how come your posting 5 scripts like at the same time?

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..*Cassandra*..

Mustang Mimi 04 · 02-24-2001, 01:20 PM

Well I love writing scripts (and tend to write a lot of them during my boring classes- lol) I prewrite my scripts on appleworks so I can finish em and spell check them. While writing them I tend to get ideas for others so at some times I am writing like four scripts at the same time. However I haven't had a whole lot of time to sit down and actually post them. So I figured before I have six or seven scripts to post I'll post the ones that I already wrote. Glad you liked em though!

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Tootie: Can we sing?
Jo: Sing?
Tootie: That's what I do when I'm scared what do you do?
Jo: Slap people

Blair: A Warner is like a delicate soufle
Jo: Yeah light and empty

Nat: I'd rather be a happy magic marker than a skinny pencil

80skid · 02-24-2001, 08:30 PM

Cute!

lesliem14 · 02-24-2001, 11:05 PM

It's so good to see you post again. I really enjoyed the 4-5 fanfics you posted!! Keep it up!!

02-25-2001, 12:20 AM

I just wanted to let you know that since I like this one so much, I'm gonna put it on my fan fiction board at my site (anyway, I need the traffic). And it will be credited to your Sitcoms Online name!

-Devastation26

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Andy: C'Mon Ms. Garrett, throw us a song.

Ms. G.: Born in the U.S.S.R.

Mustang Mimi 04 · 02-25-2001, 01:13 AM

Ok thanks for letting me know! Glad you enjoyed it.

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Tootie: Can we sing?
Jo: Sing?
Tootie: That's what I do when I'm scared what do you do?
Jo: Slap people

Blair: A Warner is like a delicate soufle
Jo: Yeah light and empty

Nat: I'd rather be a happy magic marker than a skinny pencil

Blair: (Cliff's parents) live on a farm.
Tootie: A farm?
Jo: As in e-i-e-i-o?

Jo: Which one's the pig?
Tootie: That's predictable Jo, insulting Blair.
Jo: I wasn't insulting Blair, I
All: was insulting the pig!

02-25-2001, 01:15 AM

I will tomorrow because my boards are down right now (relocating to another MB provider)except for one board at one location. plus, i live in KY. We are about to get some bad *** storms!

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Andy: C'Mon Ms. Garrett, throw us a song.

Ms. G.: Born in the U.S.S.R.

02-23-2001, 08:33 PM	#1
Mustang Mimi 04 Member Frequent Poster Join Date: Nov 09, 2000 Posts: 122	Marks Don't Lie Marks Don’t Lie Its 12:30. Mrs G is on the couch reading. Jo comes down the stairs quietly. Mrs G doesn’t notice until she’s on the last step and there’s a creak. Mrs G (jumps): BLAIR? Jo: No Mrs G. Its just me. She’s still not back from her date? Mrs G: No, what are you doing up? Jo: I’m going to give Blair a piece of my mind (slams fist into hand) and maybe a piece of fist for worrying you like this. Mrs G: Well that’s very thoughtful of you Jo...I think. But it’ll be unnecessary. I just wish I knew where she is. Jo: Well I’m sure she’s ok. Just then the door opens and Blair walks in. Blair: Hi guys. Sorry I’m late. Mrs G: Sorry your late? Its an hour and a half past when I told you to be back. And all you say is sorry you’re late? Blair: Well we sorta lost track of time. Jo: Yeah I can imagine what you were doing to loose track of time. Blair: Will you stay out of this? Jo: Oooh is that a threat? Mrs G: Jo I do think it’ll be a good idea if you went to bed. Jo: Oh alright. (gives Blair a light slug to the arm) Good luck. Heh heh heh. Jo goes upstairs. She grabs a book and reads a little then Blair comes in. Blair: How could she do this to me? Jo: What? Blair: She grounded me! Jo: And that comes as a shock to you? Blair: Well no but I have a date with Brian again tomorrow. Jo: But you just saw him tonight. You’d think he’d get sick of you after a while. Blair: Oh just be quiet. Lets go to sleep. The quicker this week moves on the happier I’ll be. Jo: Fine. The light goes out. Next day. Blair looks at her watch. Its 4:15. Jo: That’s the sixth time you looked at your watch! Are you waiting for something? Blair: No. I have to go to the library to get some studying done. That’s all. Mrs G comes in the room. Blair: Mrs. G. I have to go to the library to study. I’ll be back a little after dinner. Don’t worry I’ll pick up something while out. Mrs. G: Ok Blair- but don’t get back too late. You are still grounded. Blair: I know Mrs. G. I know. Later. Blair comes downstairs with a duffle bag. Jo: Are you going to the library or running away? Blair: I’m going to the library. I uh just have a lot of books I need. Jo gives a suspicious look. Jo: I guess. Well its not like I’d care if you were running away anyway. Blair rolls her eyes and then goes out the door. Ten thirty. Blair comes in the door. Mrs G: Hi Blair- how was the library? Blair: Umm good. Well I’m awful tired- I think I’ll go to bed now. Mrs G: Ok- Blair, I’m really proud of you. Your taking your grounding very well. Blair: Yeah- well thanks. I really gotta go now. Mrs G: Alright Blair see you in the morning. Blair goes upstairs. Jo is sitting on her bed studying. Blair throws the duffle bag on the bed and goes into the bathroom. When she comes out she is no longer wearing her turtle neck and pants but her pajamas. Jo looks up and sees a hickey on Blair’s neck. Jo: Whoa, what’s that?! Blair: What’s what? (As she says this she puts her hand over the hickey) Jo: You know what I’m talking about- that hickey! (She jumps off her bed then goes to look at Blair’s neck) Blair: Well, umm, see the reason I was late coming home last night... Jo: Oh no- you didn’t have that last night! So unless books have learned how to give hickeys you didn’t go to the library tonight. Blair: No, I cannot tell a lie- I DID go to the library. Jo gives Blair a look. Then she eyes the duffle bag. She grabs the duffle bag and opens it. It has out to dinner clothes and a small makeup kit in it. Jo: Ok- so you went to the library-probably to change- did you STAY at the library? Blair: Umm... Jo: What happened to I cannot tell a lie? Blair: Alright alright- no, I didn’t stay at the library. I went on a date with Brian. But more to the point- if Mrs G sees this she’ll kill me! Jo: Well that’s the truth. When your gone I can move your stuff out and make more room for my stuff. Hey can I have your hair drier? Blair: Why would you want that? Jo: Oh I can use some parts for repairs. You can never find the good circuits like those that are made in a hair drier. Blair: Will you stop it? She’s not literally going to kill me- at least I hope she won’t. Jo: Why don’t you try using a comb. Blair grabs a comb and starts brushing her hair. Blair: Well this is kind of consoling but I don’t think its helping any. Jo: You idiot! I’m talking about on the hickey. Its a bunch of blood vessels bunched together- use the comb to spread them out. Blair: And how do you know so much about this type of stuff. Jo rubs her neck. Jo: Oh I’ve probably had more experience than YOU! Blair: Excuse me? The girl who spends most Saturdays working on her bike? I highly doubt that! Jo: Oh yeah? Blair: Yeah. They continue arguing. Eventually Blair picks up the comb and gently touches it to her neck. Blair: I don’t know about this. She starts brushing gently against her neck. Nothing happens. Jo: No- your being too gentle. Here I’ll show you. She takes the comb and coarsly grazes Blairs neck. After one stroke Blair jumps away. The red blotch has spread a little, but not much. Blair: Ouch! That hurt a lot! Are you trying to slice open my neck and drain the blotch? Jo: No but you’ve got to be a little rough or nothing will happen. Hey if you don’t want to take my ideas don’t ask. Blair: Fine- lets go to sleep. Jo: Yeah maybe things will look brighter in the morning. Blair puts her hand against her neck. Blair: Lets hope nothing gets brighter. Jo smiles then the light goes out. Breakfast. Blair has her elbow on the table with her hand covering her neck. Mrs G: Blair- please- elbows off the table. Blair takes her elbow of the table and rests it on the back of her chair. Mrs G: Is something wrong with your neck Blair? Blair: Umm no, nothing at all. Why? Mrs G: I don’t know- you keep putting her hand by it. Does it hurt? Blair: Um sort of- I think I might have twisted my neck. Mrs G: Oh ok. Jo: Yeah and I bet I know how you twisted it. (Starts making kissy sounds). Blair elbows Jo. She finishes eating then grabs her books. Blair: I gotta go. After school. Blair is in the bathroom applying makeup to her neck. Blair: There- now no one will notice. Blair goes out of the bathroom and Jo is in the bedroom. Blair: Well what do you think? Jo: Its not bad. I don’t think someone who doesn’t know its there would notice. Blair: Well that’s good. A little later. Mrs G: Blair how’s your neck? Blair: Oh much better. Blair brushes her neck with her hand. She sees the tan makeup on her hand. She suddenly raises her shoulder up against her head. Blair: Oh I mean it is real stiff. Very painful. Jo comes running down the stairs. Jo: HEY BLAIR! I just read about a new way to get rid of your hic-(sees Mrs G)-cups. Hiccups yeah I just read about a new way to get rid of them. But considering you don’t have any now I will tell you about it sometime you actually have them. When Jo shouted Blair turned her neck. Mrs G now is looking at Blair’s neck. Mrs G: Blair- why’s your neck so red? Blair: I hurt it- yeah at the library. Jo: (laughs) Oh let me guess. You were reaching way up high and fell down and a book came falling on top of you and hit you in the neck. Blair: Yeah that’s it! Mrs G: BLAIR. I don’t like being lied to. Blair: Alright. I didn’t go to the library- I went out with Brian. I have a hickey from... well... Mrs G: Yes Blair- I know what a hickey is. Jo will you excuse us? I need to have a long talk with Blair. Jo leaves whistling the death march. Mrs G: Blair I’m very disappointed in you. Now I don’t know when your lying and when your telling the truth. Lies are the worst thing. They eat away at trust. Blair: I’m sorry Mrs G. Mrs G: Is that another lie? Are you going to go and plot how to get out of your next punishment? Blair: Alright I see your point. But I am sorry- that’s the truth. Mrs G: Well I don’t know what to do. Alright- your grounded for two weeks. During those two weeks your going to help me wash all the floors and windows in this house. You can’t see Brian during those two weeks and for a week after that the only time you can see him is in this house. And NO MORE LYING! Blair: Yes. That’s fair. I’m sorry. Mrs G: Now go cover up that thing. Wear some of your turtle necks for the next few days. Blair (smiles): Ok Mrs G. Blair and Mrs G hug. THE END

02-25-2001, 12:20 AM	#7
Devastation26 Guest Posts: n/a	I just wanted to let you know that since I like this one so much, I'm gonna put it on my fan fiction board at my site (anyway, I need the traffic). And it will be credited to your Sitcoms Online name! -Devastation26 ------------------ Andy: C'Mon Ms. Garrett, throw us a song. Ms. G.: Born in the U.S.S.R.
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02-25-2001, 01:15 AM	#9
Devastation26 Guest Posts: n/a	I will tomorrow because my boards are down right now (relocating to another MB provider)except for one board at one location. plus, i live in KY. We are about to get some bad *** storms! ------------------ Andy: C'Mon Ms. Garrett, throw us a song. Ms. G.: Born in the U.S.S.R.
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02-23-2001, 11:51 PM	#2
LiL_Miss_Goodwrench_815 Member Frequent Poster Join Date: Feb 21, 2001 Location: MA Posts: 270	well that was awesome...intresting description of the hickey thing and how to pop it..lol nice ending!~ ------------------ Jo: there are two things we dont joke bout, the yankess and wht roy just did to me! ~Katie~

02-24-2001, 12:00 PM	#3
BlairW_2 Member Forum Regular Join Date: Jan 13, 2001 Location: New Jersey Posts: 860	This is very good -- but I don't mean to be rude, but how come your posting 5 scripts like at the same time? ------------------ ..Cassandra..

02-24-2001, 01:20 PM	#4
Mustang Mimi 04 Member Frequent Poster Join Date: Nov 09, 2000 Posts: 122	Well I love writing scripts (and tend to write a lot of them during my boring classes- lol) I prewrite my scripts on appleworks so I can finish em and spell check them. While writing them I tend to get ideas for others so at some times I am writing like four scripts at the same time. However I haven't had a whole lot of time to sit down and actually post them. So I figured before I have six or seven scripts to post I'll post the ones that I already wrote. Glad you liked em though! ------------------ Tootie: Can we sing? Jo: Sing? Tootie: That's what I do when I'm scared what do you do? Jo: Slap people Blair: A Warner is like a delicate soufle Jo: Yeah light and empty Nat: I'd rather be a happy magic marker than a skinny pencil

02-24-2001, 08:30 PM	#5
80skid smile :) Forum Regular Join Date: Dec 18, 2000 Posts: 971	Cute!

02-24-2001, 11:05 PM	#6
lesliem14 Member Forum Regular Join Date: Dec 01, 2000 Location: Frankfort, KY Posts: 650	It's so good to see you post again. I really enjoyed the 4-5 fanfics you posted!! Keep it up!!

02-25-2001, 01:13 AM	#8
Mustang Mimi 04 Member Frequent Poster Join Date: Nov 09, 2000 Posts: 122	Ok thanks for letting me know! Glad you enjoyed it. ------------------ Tootie: Can we sing? Jo: Sing? Tootie: That's what I do when I'm scared what do you do? Jo: Slap people Blair: A Warner is like a delicate soufle Jo: Yeah light and empty Nat: I'd rather be a happy magic marker than a skinny pencil Blair: (Cliff's parents) live on a farm. Tootie: A farm? Jo: As in e-i-e-i-o? Jo: Which one's the pig? Tootie: That's predictable Jo, insulting Blair. Jo: I wasn't insulting Blair, I All: was insulting the pig!