| Chapter 28: "The Yellow-Checkered Limo" |
| Sorry this has taken like two years to put up...but it's the longest chapter yet...and we hope you like it! Plus- We've been writing lots of future chapters, so look out! |
| **Please Note: For the purposes of the story, the DS/AC tour happens during Christmas.** A little before Christmas, the girls are on their winter break, and loving it. On Wednesday, December 21, they plan to meet up with the guys in Trenton, NJ and stay on tour with them for a week or so. The five girls meet at Amy’s house at 10 in the morning. Meagan is there ahead of time, since Amy called Meagan over to help her pack. They are up in Amy’s room… Amy tosses every article of clothing onto the floor as she searches through her drawers. Meagan- (lying on the bed, talking to Tory on the phone) No…what are you thinking? Ok…right…all right, fine…but wait- Amy- (whipping around) Would you help me here?! Meagan holds up her index finger. Meagan- Tory, no…ok?…well, I guess… Amy rolls her eyes, sighing loudly. Meagan- But Tory, I have my own…really, how much?…deal. Ok, bye. Meagan hangs up the phone and sits back up, smiling slyly. Amy- Yes? Meagan- Tory’s paying me $50 to pack her makeup bag in the suitcase with my stuff…since her bags are all full. Amy- What a loser… Just then, there’s a knock on Amy’s door. Amy- Come in! The door opens and in walks Anna. Meagan- Hey, Anna. Anna- Hey Meg, hey Amy…what the hell happened to your room?? Amy- I am trying to pack! Anna- Well speed it up, sweetheart, we have a half hour before the limo comes. Amy- (slamming a shirt on the ground) I know! Meagan- (whispering) She’s a tad moody today. Anna nods. Anna- Wait…are we flying to Trenton? Meagan- No, driving. Amy- (holding two sundresses up) The orange or the pink? Meagan- Ok, dumb ass, it’ll be about 20 degrees out… Amy- SHUT UP! Anna- How about that sweater thingy…from Abercrombie? Amy- You’re right, that looks REALLY cute on me… Anna- Now you sound like Tory… *Half an hour later* Amy has finished packing, and the three girls wait out in the freezing cold. Just then, a yellow taxi pulls into Amy’s driveway. Anna- Amy…I thought you said a limo would be picking us up…? Amy- Yeah…here it is! Meagan- Um…I hate to burst your sad little bubble, but that is a taxi. Amy- Oh…there’s a difference…? Meagan and Anna groan, rolling their eyes. Anna- We are driving to Trenton in THIS?! Amy- Um…oopsie! Meagan reaches over and smacks Amy’s arm. Amy- Ow! It’s not my fault! They wait impatiently outside for Tory and Melissa. Amy- Ok…I didn’t say goodbye to my guinea pig, I am really hungry…and where are Tory and Melissa? Meagan and Anna shrug. Taxi Driver- Are you all set? Anna- We’re just waiting for our two friends. Amy- Guys I’m really hungry, I’m going to go get some popcorn, tell me when they come. Amy runs inside her house A few minutes later Tory’s car pulls up and Melissa and Tory get out of the car. Melissa- Tory, I told you the limo would be here...hey, wait a second! Anna- I know, it’s a taxi. Amy was in charge of setting this up. She must have called the taxi place instead of the limo place. Tory- What an idiot… Amy comes out, shoving popcorn in her mouth. Amy- Finally, and I thought I took a while packing, geeze! Meagan- Are we all ready? Anna- I hope… Melissa- Mmmm…Popcorn! Driver- We all set? Tory- Yes, let me just fix my hair- Meagan and Anna push her towards the taxi. Tory- All RIGHT…I’m going…geez, I’m just trying to look good for Chris… Melissa- Ok Tory, riiight… Meagan- Who’s sitting up front? I nominate Amy. Amy- What?! Anna- I second that. Tory- Because you’re the one who called in this yellow-checkered piece of crap! Amy- Wha…? Guys, I called the limo, and here it is! It is a new kind of limo- Melissa- Yellow with four passenger seats and a driver who probably hasn’t showered in three years?! Amy- Well… Tory- Amy! Sit up front. Amy- Fiiiiine…but this isn’t my fault. Tory, Meagan, Anna, Melissa- Right… They all get into the taxi and it drives off. The driver turns around, a cigar wedged in his teeth. He has a thick New York accent. Driver- Where are we headin’ to? Tory- Uh, Trenton. Trenton, New Jersey. Driver- Thanks, for a minute there I’s was thinkin’ you’s was gonna say Trenton, Ohio. (He laughs to himself) Meagan- (whispering) What did he just say? The others shrug. Amy- Hey, uh, what’s your name, Mister? Driver- I don’t got one. Amy- Hmm, ok… *** Two and a half hours later… The girls are still in the taxi. The driver is smoking, the fumes blowing back in their faces. Meagan coughs loudly. Meagan- Could you please stop that? Driver- What? Come on, it’s just tobacco…it don’t kill ya. Anna- (muttering) It just kills your grammar skills… The others giggle. Melissa- Sir, I don’t think you realize the effects of tobacco smoke- Driver- Nor do I care. Amy- Let her talk, you chimney! The other four look at her, puzzled. Amy sits back, frowning. Melissa- As I was saying, tobacco is the leading cause of preventable deaths each year- Driver- (smiling, revealing a multi-colored grin) I’m still ok! Tory- (whispering while she cringes) Ew…disgusting! Anna- Uh, weren’t we supposed to be in Trenton an hour ago? Driver- Nah, this is the shortcut. Meagan- (under her breath) If it was a shortcut, we’d be there already, you dope… *** An hour later, the taxi pulls up to the Sovereign Bank Arena. The three doors to the taxi burst open. Meagan- (breathing loudly, as if she’s been holding her breath) Finally! They all climb wearily out, smelling their clothes and gagging. The driver gets out and walks around back to the trunk. Tory- Uh…what do you think you’re doing? Driver- I’m takin’ your shit outta the back. Anna- (sarcastically) Oh, how nice. Melissa- Aren’t men in your position ordered to be kind and courteous to your paying customers? Meagan- Psh…who says we’re gonna pay this clown? Driver- You better or I’ma sue alla yous. Amy- My name isn’t Sue. It’s Amy. The other four roll their eyes as they pick up their bags and walk over to the entrance, where two of Dream Street’s security guards are waiting to help them make their way back to the dressing rooms. *** Meanwhile, in Dream Street’s dressing room… Matt and Frankie are sitting on the leather couch watching ESPN. Frankie- Dude…I can’t believe this whole Tino thing…why didn’t the Yankees take him back? Matt- Because of stupid Jason Giambi…dude, he’ll never be a Yankee… Greg- (doing his calisthenics in the corner) Don’t you guys have anything better to talk about? I know! Let’s talk about me… The other two roll their eyes. Chris is checking himself out in the mirrors by their dressing stalls. Chris- Ow-ow! How’d you get so sex-ay?! Jesse walks by, shaking his head. Just then, the guys hear muffled conversation outside the door… “Do you think we should go in?” “No, what do you think?!” “God Amy, you’re so dumb…” After a moment, the door opens slowly, and in tread the five exhausted girls. The guys run up to their girls and hug them. Frankie- Yay! Anna’s here! Anna- Yeah, and it’s about time… Meagan- That’s the last time I travel under Amy’s planning. Matt- What happened? The girls tell their story, making sure to blame everything on Amy. The guys laugh. Jesse- Bugaboo didn’t do all that. It wasn’t her fault. Tory- Oh, yes, it was. Melissa- I may die of secondhand smoke. Amy- W/E, you guys… Frankie- W/E…? Amy- It means whatever. The squad uses it all the time. Jesse- Ooh! Cheerleader Lingo! Greg- Anyway…so, what do you want to do? (He checks his watch) We have an hour till sound-check. Chris- I say Truth or Dare! Tory- Yeah, I love that game! Voice- Me too! All the kids turn around quickly, to find Aaron Carter perched in the doorway. Aaron- Hey, guys! Frankie, Matt, Greg, Chris, Jesse- Hey, Aaron! Aaron- (strolling in) Why, hello, ladies! Tory- (with a smile) Hi! Meagan, Melissa, Anna- Hey! Amy- Who are you? Anna whispers something in Amy’s ear. Amy- OH! He was on Lizzie McGuire! Aaron- (smiling) Yes, honey, that’s me! (Shaking their hands) Hi, I’m Aaron. Amy- Hey Aaron, how’s life? Aaron- (rubbing her shoulder) Just great. Jesse- (mumbling to Matt) Just great, eh? Well Aaron, you're…stupid. Aaron- What’s your name? Amy- Amy Malasso, cheerleader. Aaron- Well, ho-RAH! Amy shakes her head as he moves away. Aaron- (shaking Anna’s hand) Hi, I’m Aaron. Anna- (forcing a smile) Yes, and I’m Anna… Aaron- Anna- A good name! (Shaking Melissa’s hand) Hi, I’m Aaron. Melissa- Yeah, I’m Melissa. Did you know that the average speed of sound is- Aaron- Riiight…(Moving on to Tory) Well, hello! My name is Aaron. Tory- (giggling) I’m Tory. Chris’s mouth drops open. Aaron and Tory look at each other for a another couple of seconds before he moves on to Meagan. Aaron- Hi, I’m Aaron. Meagan- (shaking his hand) Thanks, I didn’t pick that up the first four times. The guys laugh silently. Aaron- So, how’s everybody feelin’ tonight?! Frankie- Aw, alright. Aaron- (pointing at him) Freddie, right? Jesse- No, his name is Frankie, you dingbat. Aaron- (throwing out his arms) Easy, there, Joey…I’m not about to start anything. It’s coo, it’s coo… Jesse growls at him. Chris- So…uh, Aaron, how do you like it here in Trenton? Aaron- You know, Chad, I like Orlando better. I don’t know…it just gives me a better vibe. Chris- Uh, it’s Chris- Just then, Louie appears at the door to let the guys know that DS's soundcheck has been moved up since Aaron finished his early. Jesse- Gee, how convenient… Chris- (whispering to Tory) Don't let him bug you… Tory- I won't…don't worry. Go have a great concert. She kisses him on the cheek before he leaves the room. Greg follows after him. Greg- (to Aaron) Good luck tonight, dude. Matt- (punching Aaron's arm) Break a leg! Frankie- Literally! They laugh as they leave. Jesse is last, glaring at Aaron, who just stands there rubbing his arm. Once the guys are gone, Aaron walks over and sits on the couch, making himself comfortable. He extends his arms out on the top, smiling seductively. Aaron- So, where are you girls from? Tory- New- Anna- Mexico! New Mexico. Aaron- Really? (He rubs his chin) Well, I guess I'll just arrange to have the rest of my tour there! Tory- Well- Meagan- Great! Amy- Oh, but it doesn't matter, because we are staying on tour with you guys. Aaron- FANTASTIC! Melissa, Anna, and Meagan smack their heads. Aaron- (scooting up in his seat) So, do you girls wanna see my tour bus?! Tory and Amy- Sure! Meagan- Well… Anna- Uh… Melissa- Do you have popcorn? Aaron- Yeah… Melissa- Ok, I'll come. *** On the way to Aaron's bus, Aaron walks with his arms on Tory and Amy's shoulders, talking about his family. Aaron- (laughing) Yeah, and then, Nick threw me in our pool! Tory laughs. Amy- Nick Carter?! Tory- No, Nick Lachey. Amy tilts her head to the side, puzzled. Melissa, Anna, and Meagan walk behind them, listening. Meagan- There's something about Aaron that makes me want to punch him in the face… Anna- I know! He's just so…annoying… Melissa- Perhaps he's let his fame get to his head. Aaron- (continuing) Yeah…so then one time, Leslie, Angel, and I were on vacation with Mom- Meagan- Uh…I'm sorry, but…does anyone find these stories amusing? Tory turns her head and glares at her. Tory- I do. Continue, Aaron. *** On the way to sound check, Chris stops to tie his shoes. He tells the others to go ahead and he'll be there in a second. Chris- (mumbling to himself) Bunny ear, bunny ear… Form the direction the guys went, Chris hears footsteps approaching. Chris- (rolling his eyes) Jesse, I told you I'd meet you there… The feet stop in front of Chris. He looks up, shocked to find a giggling Hilary Duff. Chris- Oh, sorry…you're not Jesse… He stands up and shakes Hilary's hand. Hilary- Hi! I'm Hilary Duff! Chris- Hi, I'm- Hilary- Chris Trousdale…(she sighs, smiling) Yeah, I know you! Chris- Oh…well, cool! So, you know Dream Street? Hilary- Yes, you guys are the BEST! But I must say…you are by far, my favorite. Chris- Well, yeah…you know…(he smiles to himself) Hilary- Well, um…I'm staying for the show, so… Chris- Oh? That's pretty cool- you'll get to see my hot dance moves! Hilary- I'd love that! Here, I have an idea, follow me! Hilary grabs Chris's hand. Chris- Uh, I kinda have to do sound check… Hilary- It'll be fine! *** Meanwhile, Aaron was walking back towards the stage area, his arms still around Tory and Amy. Aaron- So, Tory, tell me a little about yourself. Tory- Well, I was born in Utah and- Amy- Well, I'm hungry! Anybody up for some popcorn? Tory- You just ate a whole bowl! Amy- Uh…so? Melissa- I'm for it! Anna- Me too! Meagan- Sure, might as well…nothing else better to do. Anna- (mumbling to Meagan) We could always listen to Aaron's stories… Meagan- Yeah right! Anna gives Tory a 'You're helpless' look before her, Amy, Melissa, and Meagan flounce off towards the snack bar. Aaron pulls Tory a little closer. Tory moves away slowly, heading for the pop machine to get something to drink. Aaron follows and leans against the wall next to the machine Aaron- So, um…we've been talking for awhile, and I was wondering- At that moment, Hilary and Chris come bursting around the corner holding hands and laughing as they run right into Tory and Aaron. Chris stops dead in his tracks, and both Chris and Tory's mouths drop open. Meagan, Amy, Anna and Melissa walk casually into the group, holding two bowls of popcorn. Chris quickly drops Hilary's hand and moves over towards Tory. Chris- It-It-It wasn't my fault! Tory rolls her eyes and runs off in the opposite direction as Meagan, Amy, Anna and Melissa stare after her, then turn to stare at Chris, who quickly looks away. Chris- (looking at the ground) I, uh, gotta get to sound check… Aaron shakes his head at Chris and follows after Tory as Chris turns and walks slowly back towards the stage. *** Louie- (into a microphone) Ok, guys, we all here? Frankie- Yep. Jesse- You got it. Greg- Yeah. Matt- Um, no…Chris is gone. Jesse- Oh, yeah! He's tying his shoe. Brian- We're starting anyway. He'll be here in a little bit Louie- Alright then, we're gonna do starts and stops- let's go to Funky… Chris slowly moves onto the stage, taking his spot. Greg-(whispering) Hey, what's wrong? Chris- I'll-I'll just um, tell you later… *** Meagan- What was that?! Anna- I'm not sure, but, uh… Melissa- It must have been pretty bad! Amy- Hilary Duff?! What are you doing here? Hilary- Just thought I'd check out the hottest concert around! So, how's it going girls? Meagan- Well, it was going fine… *** Tory runs to the back of the arena way up to the top seats and sinks into a chair. Aaron follows and sits in the chair next to her. Aaron- I, um, I'm sorry about that, hun… Tory- You shouldn't be. It's not your fault. Dream Street was ending their sound check. Louie's voice echoed through the arena. Louie- Great job, guys! You have about an hour and a half until you're on, so use the time! Tory- I just can't believe it…it's like I'm in shock… Aaron slips his arm around Tory's shoulders. Aaron- If you want, I know an ice cream place right across the street…wanna head over there? I have 2 hours before I'm ready to go. Tory smiles. Tory- Yeah, that's really nice, thanks. *** Amy, Melissa, Anna and Meagan are listening to Tory and Aaron, and stare at each other when they leave to get ice cream. Anna- Whoa. Melissa- This is horrible! Aaron's such a dirt bag. Meagan- Nothing good can come out of this. Amy- This is just like last year at cheerleading camp when Jill caught Janet- Meagan- Ok, that's an amazing story. Melissa- Does anyone feel like popcorn? I just have another craving. Amy- Me too! Anna sighs. Anna- I suppose. Meagan- I think I'm gonna burst from all this popcorn! *** Tory and Aaron have just gotten their ice cream and are sitting at a booth for two on the second story of the ice cream parlor. Aaron- So what's up with this Chris guy- he a player? Tory- Apparently ... I'd rather not talk about it. Aaron- Ooook, well... Tory and Aaron laugh. *** Anna, Meagan, Melissa and Amy leave the arena to get their popcorn across the street from a street vendor. The vendor happens to be right by the ice cream parlor, so they decide to take a look. Anna- You guys, maybe we shouldn't spy on them ... this could get to be a huge fight with all of us too... Meagan- Oh come on, it will make our lives more exciting. Melissa- Yeah, Anna, you only live once! Amy-(shoving popcorn in her mouth) Ah ha! A secret mission! Anna- I don't like popcorn showers, thank you... Amy- (still chewing) Sorry... The four of them run over to the wall of the parlor to discover it's two stories tall. Meagan-Damn it ... how are we supposed to spy on them now? Melissa- I'm stumped. Anna- (muttering) Thank god... Amy- Eureka! The other three give her an odd look. Amy- You guys can put me in a full so I can see in the windows up there! Meagan- This is against my better judgement... Melissa- Well, this is an emergency. Anna- I'll backspot! The girls take their positions, having a little trouble because only Amy is in cheerleading. *** Meanwhile, Tory and Aaron are almost finished with their ice cream when they hear odd banging noises against the window beside them. Tory- What is that? Aaron- Probably just a bird. Those dumb things can't tell a window from an open space. Tory laughs and the two continue to eat their ice cream. Below the window... The four girls are having a very hard time trying to hold Amy up. Amy- (wobbling around on Meagan and Melissa's hands) Guys! It's not- AH!- that hard... Anna- (behind Amy) Honey, please get your foot out of my face! Melissa- I have an itch ... (she takes away one of her hands to scratch her nose) Amy- Sorry ... Ah! Amy collapses onto the ground. Meagan- Melissa!! God, you idiot... Melissa- I had an itch! Five minutes later, the three girls finally manage to put Amy up in a stable full. She peaks in the window. Amy- (exhaling through her nose onto the glass) Ooh! Pretty! Meagan- (looking up) Amy would you quit that?! Melissa- And please- be discreet! We wouldn't want them catching us! Amy- It's fun! Shut up! Ok, I'll tell you what they're doing. Anna- Good ... after all, that is why you're up there... Amy- Well, Aaron's kissing her, and Tory likes it, oh ... whoa! Get a ROOM! Melissa, Anna, Meagan- WHAT?! Amy- J/K! Haha! Meagan- Just...spy, you fool... Amy- Well, ok. They're talking...laughing...ooh, now Aaron just took a bite of his icecream... Melissa- What kind? Amy- Um...rocky road. Melissa nods as the other two shake their heads. Amy- Wait- they're getting up to- NO NO! DON'T LEAVE! Amy starts banging on the window. Inside... As Aaron is helping Tory put her coat on, the two hear banging and look over at the window, just as they think they see someone fall... Tory- Uh...who was that? Aaron- I have no idea... Meanwhile... Amy has taken a nasty fall, knocking the other three down with her. They lay in a heap in the snowy grass. Anna- AMY! You so just blew our cover! Amy- I did no blowing...take it easy. Meagan- Tell you what. You get off of my ankle and then we'll talk about taking it easy. Melissa- This has been most detrimental... Amy- My butt hurts...anyone have a band-aid? Anna- You need one for your brain. Tory and Aaron leave the icecream parlor through the door on the main level. They turn the corner to find the four girls laying in the snow. Aaron- Uh, hey, girls! Tory- Ugh! What are you doing?! Anna- Exploring? Meagan- Sight-seeing? Melissa- Testing the density of snow? Amy- (piling some snow up) Making a snowman? Tory rolls her eyes and runs up to the girls, her voice low. Tory- If you tell any of them about this, I swear... *** Later that night, in the guys' dressing room... Anna, Frankie, Matt, and Meagan are sitting by the TV, watching trades on ESPN. Greg, Melissa, Amy, and Jesse are playing Go Fish with a deck of cards they have found under the couch. Tory is sitting alone on the couch, after telling the others she 'needed time to think'. Chris has 'gone for a soda'. Jesse- Hey guys, anyone want to come with me to Aaron's party? Matt- Oh, Jesse! Frankie- I feel like some candy... Greg- Let me tell you how I beat Shaq- Tory- (drifting out of thought) ALRIGHT! Who told you four?! Anna looks at Meagan, who looks at Melissa, who looks at Amy, who lowers her head. Tory, Melissa, Anna, Meagan- AMY! Amy- (whining) I'm sorry...I only told Jesse... Anna- And you suspected he'd keep his mouth shut?! Meagan- You two are just... Melissa- I'd refrain from continuing if I were you. (Changing her tone) But Amy! God! Tory- I can't believe this... Anna- I know, Jesse... Tory- No! You four- for spying on me and Aaron! The girls looks at the ground, trying not to laugh. After a pause, Amy looks up. Amy- But you gotta say, girls- that was a hell of a full we had going out there! The others laugh in agreement. Tory- (throwing her arms down) UGH! She storms out of the room and wanders off down the hall. She is approaching the pop machine room, when she hears voices, and she leans right by the doorframe, listening. Chris- So, have you always been this cute? Hilary- (giggles) Well, I guess so! And what about you? (She touches his hair) Chris- (laughing) Aw...you're so cool, Hil! Tory- (whispering) Hil? Chris- Say, Hilary- what do you say we go out, you know- make a scene for Tory and Aaron? Tory's eyes get huge. Hilary- (giggling) Ok! They stroll out, hand in hand. Tory leans against the wall, praying they won't see her. Hilary- Hi, Tory! Chris- Tory...uh, what are you doing here? Tory- Oh...um... A stagehand walks by, singing 'It Happens Everytime' quietly. Tory- Milky Way! Chris- Huh? Tory- (walking over to the candy machine) Milky Way...candy bar! Yeah, uh...Aaron wants one... Chris- Riiight...well, see you 'round. Come on, Hil. They saunter off down the hall. Tory leans against the wall and slides down until she's sitting on the ground. She jumps back up, muttering how disgusting public floors are, wiping off her pants. Tory- I gotta do something about this- quick! She runs off to find Aaron. *** The next night, the twelve kids are playing around on the stage after all the fans have gone home. Tory and Aaron are sitting on part of Aaron's set, trying to make Hilary and Chris jealous. Hilary and Chris are sitting on the edge of the stage, trying to make Tory and Aaron jealous. The other eight are horsing around, chasing each other around the stage. Matt- Ah ha! I have the glowstick- you'll never get it! Meagan- Matt- over here! Matt flings the glowstick at Meagan, who passes it over to Greg. Jesse- Greg! Over here! Melissa- Don't do it, Greg- he's the opposition! Greg passes the glowstick to Melissa, but Jesse intercepts it mid-air. Jesse- Yes! Now it's mine- FOREVER! The others chase him around, laughing. Aaron goes to take a sip of his water, but spits it right back out, accidentally on Tory. Aaron- GROSS! Pickle juice!!! Tory- EW!!! (She starts fidgiting, trying to get the juice off of her) Chris and Hilary have turned around to watch. They now turn back around, laughing and high-fiving each other. Aaron- You...you... Just then, Frankie tackles Jesse into the a heap of cords on the side of the stage. A whole row of spotlights come crashing down from the ceiling, as Tory and Aaron leap off the set. The lights plummet into Aaron's white, twisty slide, causing the entire set to collapse. A huge cloud of sawdust rises from the rubble. The group is speechless. When the air clears, Tory is covered in sawdust, since the pickle juice is on her. Tory- (looking down) EW! That's DISGUSTING! She runs out. Aaron stares at his stage in disbelief. Aaron- My set! Jesse and Frankie stand up, brushing themselves off. Anna- Quick- we gotta run before security comes! They all take off through the door Tory left through. Aaron still stares at his set, his jaw dropped. Two security guards come running in the back doors, and freeze when they see what's happened. They look around the room, and their eyes pause on Aaron. Aaron- What?! I...uh... Guard #1- Come on, kid...you're coming with us! They pick him up by his scrawny arms and walk him off the stage. Aaron- (in protest) But I'm Aaron Carter! Guard #2- I don't care if you're Tom Cruise! You're in some major trouble, kid... *** Tory is sitting on the couch in the guys dressing room, crying softly, when Amy comes running in. Amy- Tory! What up, dawg? Tory looks up, hurtling a shoe at Amy. Amy- Whoa...maybe now's not a good time... Tory- (looking back up) Amy- look at me! I have pickle juice all over me...and if that's not bad enough, the pickle juice has attracted sawdust, and...UGH! Amy- (sitting down next to her, putting a hand on Tory's shoulder) Don't forget about your boyfriend dumping you for a fourteen-year-old. Tory- (sarcastically) Oh yeah...(blowing up) You know what?! Can I at least talk to someone who cares?? Amy- (shielding her head with her arms) Ok...I care! Easy, now...(she moves her arms) Ok...well, do you really like Aaron? Tory- Truthfully? Amy- (sarcastically) Um...no, falsefully... Tory- Well, no...I like Chris...no, Aaron...oh, I don't know... Amy- Well, my child, only time will tell now who is right for you. Amy pats her on the head before leaving the room. Tory stares at the door in shock, not believing such an intellectual message came from Amy. Just then, she notices the day-by-day calendar on the wall- and she reads the quote of the day: "My child, only time will tell now who is right for you." |
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