Unsung
12-01-2000, 03:53 PM
Inspired by FOL85NatandMrsGRock's wonderful fanfics, I thought I'd take a shot at writing one. I wrote it during a very boring Ecology lecture and I only spent an hour on it, so don't be too hard on me. Comments and criticisms are welcome.
(This scene takes place at Edna's Edibles. A plate of cookies is sitting out on the counter, and Blair takes one and starts nibbling on it.)
Jo: Blair, what do you think you're doing?
Blair: Just having a little afternoon snack. What's it to you?"
Jo: Those are supposed to be for the customers. Besides, you're getting a bit chubby.
(Jo slaps Blair in the butt. It jiggles a bit.)
Jo: See.
Blair: Ha! Me chubby? Yeah right.
Jo: Well, what's the deal with all those loose clothes you've been wearing lately?
Blair: What? You're criticizing my sense of fashion? You're one to talk. What's the deal with all those army clothes you used to wear? And didn't you wear a potato sack to the Puttman's Halloween costume party last year?
Jo: Hey, I won second prize for most original costume!
Blair: Big deal! All you won was that six pack of New Coke that you just poured down the drain once you got home! And I hate to break it to you, but you received nothing but pity votes.
Jo: Yeah, right. You're just jealous.
Blair: Me, jealous of you?!?! Hahahaha. What could I possibly be jealous of? I mean, look at me, and then look at you!
Jo: Well, lets just say that at least I was invited to the Puttman's Halloween party. If I remember correctly, you simply tagged along with me.
Blair: So? What are you implying? That you're more popular than me? When was the last time you even went on a date?
Jo: What about Bob?
Blair: Who? Oh you mean that guy you met at the mall, who's always wearing those leather pants, and took you too that Barbara Streisand concert? I'd hardly say he counts.
Jo: Ok, so Bob wasn't exactly what I was expecting him to be, but at least I made a good friend out of it. But you wouldn't know anything about having friends.
(Mrs. G. walks in.)
Mrs.G.: Girls, Girls! Enough bickering, you're scaring all the customers!
Jo: What customers?
Mrs. G: Well, if there were customers here, you'd be scaring them, so knock it off!
Blair: But Jo started it!
Mrs. G.: I don't care who started it, I don't want to hear anymore fighting.
Blair: You know, I'm sick of all this fighting and bickering as well.
Jo: Yeah, so what are you going to do, move out?
Blair: That's exactly what I'm going to do!
(Blair storms out of the room.)
Next Scene:
(Natalie and Tootie are in the bedroom. Tootie is lying on her bed, readind, and Natalie is hanging up a poster.)
Tootie: Hey Nat, what are you doing?
Natalie: Oh, I'm just hanging up this Molly Ringwald poster. Didn't you just love her in The Breakfast Club?
Tootie: Yeah. Wouldn't it be cool to meet a big celebrity like that?
Natalie: Yeah, but no big celebrities ever come to Peekskil. This town is so dull. It's hard to imagine why or how a big time celebrity like that. But then again, meeting celebrities isn't always what it's cracked up to be. Remember that time you met Jermaine Jackson?
Tootie: Jermaine who?
(Blair storms in, and pulls a suitcase from under her bed. She goes to her closet, and starts taking hangers out of her closet, and lays some clothes on her bed).
Natalie: What are you doing Blair?
Blair: I just can't take living with Jo anymore, so I'm moving out. I can't stand the way she's always criticizing me, borrowing my things without asking, barging in on me while I'm in the shower.....
(Mrs. G. walks in.)
Mrs. G.: Blair, settle down and stop packing. You're just upset. We always find a way to solve these problems, and ussually it only takes about half an hour. Now lets get Jo and you two can listen to me get involved in something that is none of my business and give very insightful advice....
Blair: Not this time Mrs. G. I just can't take it anymore. I've got this suitcase packed, and I'll come back later for the rest of my clothes and things.
Mrs. G.: But where will you go, where will you live?!?
Blair: I have a few places in mind. Bye Natalie, bye Tootie!
Natalie and Tootie: Bye!
(Blair storms out!)
Next Scene:
(Blair is standing outside Boots appartment. She storms in.)
Blair: Boots! Guess who's coming to live with you....
(Blair sees tha Boots is on the couch, making out with a guy. She looks up.)
Boots: Blair!
Blair: Oops..I can see I'm interrupting.....
Boots: Oh, no, we were just....watching tv...yeah thats it. This is Paul, I don't think you two have met before.
Blair: Hello, Paul. Nice to meet you.
Paul: Hello.
Boots: So what are you doing here?
Blair: Well, I've decided to move out of Mrs. G's place, and thought I'd let you be the lucky person who gets to live with me.
Boots: As flattered as I am, Blair (sarcastically), this is only a two bedroom appartment. One for me, and one for my maid, I'm afraid there simply isn't enough room for you.
Blair: Oh, that's ok. I have hundreds of places that I can go to. I just thought I'd give you first crack. Well, see you guys, nice meeting you Paul.
Paul and Boots: Bye!
(Now there is a montage of Blair roaming the streets of New York. First she's on a bus. Then she's sitting in a cafe reading a newspaper, looking for an apt. Then she's standing outside trying to call down a taxi. One drives by, and splashes a rather muddy puddle all over her.)
(Blair returns to Edna's Edibles. She walks in.)
Mrs. G.: Blair, what happened!?!?
Blair: Oh nothing.
Mrs. G.: Well, did you find a place?
Blair: Uh...oh yeah, I found a wonderful place. It was real cheap, it has a pool, a great view....it's wonderful.
Mrs. G.: Well..that's good news....I guess. I'm really going to miss you.
Blair: Uh...yeah, I'm really going to miss you too Mrs. G. I just came back to get the rest of my things.
(Jo walks in)
Jo: Oh, hey it's you. I thought you were moving out.
Blair: I am...I just came back to get the rest of my things.
Jo: Oh, well that's good to hear. I just thought I'd let you know that I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I didn't know you'd take it so seriously.
Blair: Well, I did.
Mrs. G.: Now, Blair don't you have something to say to Jo?
Blair: No, I think that just about covers it...
Mrs. G. Blair....
Blair: Well, ok. I'm sorry too. I guess banter has always been apart of our friendship, and I guess I just took it too seriously. I'm sorry for some of the things I said too.
Jo: Aplogy accepted.
Mrs. G: Oh, that's wonderful girls. I'm glad this is all settled. It's just too bad that Blair already found such a wonderful appartment....
Blair: Well...it's not like I signed a lease or anything just yet..I think I can stay here for a little while longer....
Mrs. G: Oh, that's great news. I'll go tell Natalie and Tootie the great news.
(Mrs. G.)
(Blair sees that there is another batch of cookies on the counter. She takes one and starts nibbling on it.)
Jo: Uh, Blair, do you think you should be.....uh..nevermind.
The End
(This scene takes place at Edna's Edibles. A plate of cookies is sitting out on the counter, and Blair takes one and starts nibbling on it.)
Jo: Blair, what do you think you're doing?
Blair: Just having a little afternoon snack. What's it to you?"
Jo: Those are supposed to be for the customers. Besides, you're getting a bit chubby.
(Jo slaps Blair in the butt. It jiggles a bit.)
Jo: See.
Blair: Ha! Me chubby? Yeah right.
Jo: Well, what's the deal with all those loose clothes you've been wearing lately?
Blair: What? You're criticizing my sense of fashion? You're one to talk. What's the deal with all those army clothes you used to wear? And didn't you wear a potato sack to the Puttman's Halloween costume party last year?
Jo: Hey, I won second prize for most original costume!
Blair: Big deal! All you won was that six pack of New Coke that you just poured down the drain once you got home! And I hate to break it to you, but you received nothing but pity votes.
Jo: Yeah, right. You're just jealous.
Blair: Me, jealous of you?!?! Hahahaha. What could I possibly be jealous of? I mean, look at me, and then look at you!
Jo: Well, lets just say that at least I was invited to the Puttman's Halloween party. If I remember correctly, you simply tagged along with me.
Blair: So? What are you implying? That you're more popular than me? When was the last time you even went on a date?
Jo: What about Bob?
Blair: Who? Oh you mean that guy you met at the mall, who's always wearing those leather pants, and took you too that Barbara Streisand concert? I'd hardly say he counts.
Jo: Ok, so Bob wasn't exactly what I was expecting him to be, but at least I made a good friend out of it. But you wouldn't know anything about having friends.
(Mrs. G. walks in.)
Mrs.G.: Girls, Girls! Enough bickering, you're scaring all the customers!
Jo: What customers?
Mrs. G: Well, if there were customers here, you'd be scaring them, so knock it off!
Blair: But Jo started it!
Mrs. G.: I don't care who started it, I don't want to hear anymore fighting.
Blair: You know, I'm sick of all this fighting and bickering as well.
Jo: Yeah, so what are you going to do, move out?
Blair: That's exactly what I'm going to do!
(Blair storms out of the room.)
Next Scene:
(Natalie and Tootie are in the bedroom. Tootie is lying on her bed, readind, and Natalie is hanging up a poster.)
Tootie: Hey Nat, what are you doing?
Natalie: Oh, I'm just hanging up this Molly Ringwald poster. Didn't you just love her in The Breakfast Club?
Tootie: Yeah. Wouldn't it be cool to meet a big celebrity like that?
Natalie: Yeah, but no big celebrities ever come to Peekskil. This town is so dull. It's hard to imagine why or how a big time celebrity like that. But then again, meeting celebrities isn't always what it's cracked up to be. Remember that time you met Jermaine Jackson?
Tootie: Jermaine who?
(Blair storms in, and pulls a suitcase from under her bed. She goes to her closet, and starts taking hangers out of her closet, and lays some clothes on her bed).
Natalie: What are you doing Blair?
Blair: I just can't take living with Jo anymore, so I'm moving out. I can't stand the way she's always criticizing me, borrowing my things without asking, barging in on me while I'm in the shower.....
(Mrs. G. walks in.)
Mrs. G.: Blair, settle down and stop packing. You're just upset. We always find a way to solve these problems, and ussually it only takes about half an hour. Now lets get Jo and you two can listen to me get involved in something that is none of my business and give very insightful advice....
Blair: Not this time Mrs. G. I just can't take it anymore. I've got this suitcase packed, and I'll come back later for the rest of my clothes and things.
Mrs. G.: But where will you go, where will you live?!?
Blair: I have a few places in mind. Bye Natalie, bye Tootie!
Natalie and Tootie: Bye!
(Blair storms out!)
Next Scene:
(Blair is standing outside Boots appartment. She storms in.)
Blair: Boots! Guess who's coming to live with you....
(Blair sees tha Boots is on the couch, making out with a guy. She looks up.)
Boots: Blair!
Blair: Oops..I can see I'm interrupting.....
Boots: Oh, no, we were just....watching tv...yeah thats it. This is Paul, I don't think you two have met before.
Blair: Hello, Paul. Nice to meet you.
Paul: Hello.
Boots: So what are you doing here?
Blair: Well, I've decided to move out of Mrs. G's place, and thought I'd let you be the lucky person who gets to live with me.
Boots: As flattered as I am, Blair (sarcastically), this is only a two bedroom appartment. One for me, and one for my maid, I'm afraid there simply isn't enough room for you.
Blair: Oh, that's ok. I have hundreds of places that I can go to. I just thought I'd give you first crack. Well, see you guys, nice meeting you Paul.
Paul and Boots: Bye!
(Now there is a montage of Blair roaming the streets of New York. First she's on a bus. Then she's sitting in a cafe reading a newspaper, looking for an apt. Then she's standing outside trying to call down a taxi. One drives by, and splashes a rather muddy puddle all over her.)
(Blair returns to Edna's Edibles. She walks in.)
Mrs. G.: Blair, what happened!?!?
Blair: Oh nothing.
Mrs. G.: Well, did you find a place?
Blair: Uh...oh yeah, I found a wonderful place. It was real cheap, it has a pool, a great view....it's wonderful.
Mrs. G.: Well..that's good news....I guess. I'm really going to miss you.
Blair: Uh...yeah, I'm really going to miss you too Mrs. G. I just came back to get the rest of my things.
(Jo walks in)
Jo: Oh, hey it's you. I thought you were moving out.
Blair: I am...I just came back to get the rest of my things.
Jo: Oh, well that's good to hear. I just thought I'd let you know that I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I didn't know you'd take it so seriously.
Blair: Well, I did.
Mrs. G.: Now, Blair don't you have something to say to Jo?
Blair: No, I think that just about covers it...
Mrs. G. Blair....
Blair: Well, ok. I'm sorry too. I guess banter has always been apart of our friendship, and I guess I just took it too seriously. I'm sorry for some of the things I said too.
Jo: Aplogy accepted.
Mrs. G: Oh, that's wonderful girls. I'm glad this is all settled. It's just too bad that Blair already found such a wonderful appartment....
Blair: Well...it's not like I signed a lease or anything just yet..I think I can stay here for a little while longer....
Mrs. G: Oh, that's great news. I'll go tell Natalie and Tootie the great news.
(Mrs. G.)
(Blair sees that there is another batch of cookies on the counter. She takes one and starts nibbling on it.)
Jo: Uh, Blair, do you think you should be.....uh..nevermind.
The End