I wrote this not thinking I'd show it to anyone- at first Shiri and Ian were just made up
characters, but as I went along, I started thinking of them as Joey and Pacey. So this is just
Katie and Joshua in another show or whatever- but still in love. :)

FB: Please please please!
Rating: PG-13, but I made add some smut in later chapters
Disclaimer: These are all my characters, completely fictional.
Summary: Shiri (Katie) is a high class debutante, while Ian (Joshua) is a worker for her family.
Yes, I know, a huge cliche, but a good one.



The de Salle Family
Shiri de Salle- age 17, smart, rich, and beautiful. One of the youngest members of the most
prominent family in Worchester, MA (Katie Holmes)
Wesley de Salle- Shiri's father, head of the de Salle empire, real jerk (think Harrison
Ford)
Armana de Salle- Shiri's mother, very snobby, but has a warm side (think Jane Fonda)
Marina de Salle- sister, age 14, friends with Portia, real sweetheart (think Beverly Mitchell)
Coralie de Salle-sister, age 16, big time power female (think Kirsten Dunst)
Cordelia Mitchell- sister, age 24, married to David Mitchell, disowned by the de Salle family
for marrying into a lower class (think Bridget Fonda)
David Mitchell- Cordelia's husband (think Robert Downey Jr.)
Aidan de Salle- oldest of the de Salle kin, age 27, next in line for the de Salle empire (think
Matt Damon)

The Beauvais Family
Ian Beauvais- works for the de Salle's, in love with Shiri, age 19 (Joshua Jackson)
Matthew Beauvais- Ian's father, hard working in a de Salle owned factory (think the Dad on
7th Heaven)
Beverly Beauvais- Ian's mother, very beautiful, maid to the de Salle's (think Jamie Lee
Curtis)
Portia Beauvais- Ian's younger sister, age 13 (..Michelle Trachtenburg)
Estella Beauvais- youngest Beauvais, age 7 (..McKenzie Rosman)

Other Characters
Sophie- Shiri's maid, confident
Tamara Swain, Rebecka Lohan, Clea Thurman- Shiri's friends, snobby, not like Shiri at all -
not sure how much time these characters will get.



Act I, Scene I
Sunday morning.
Music: The Space Between by Dave Matthews Band
The scene starts out in the de Salle garden, Shiri is sitting by herself on a bench. She is
wearing a beautiful floral print skirt, with a matching yellow top. The top of her hair is
pulled up in a simple clip, yet elegant. Her makeup is barely there, a light pink lip gloss and
berry blush. She has a natural beauty.
Enter Armana. Her hair is pulled up into a conservative bun, and she is wearing an obviously
expensive green suit. Armana is always seen wearing loads of makeup, whether it's night or
day.
Armana: Shiri, dear, please go get your sisters, we have to leave for church. You're father
is getting upset.
Shiri: You know that getting Coralie to go to church is like trying to find a needle in a
haystack.
Armana: I know, I know, that's why I wanted you to. You have a way with her.
Armana walks over and messes with Shiri's hair.
Armana: Ah, you have such beautiful hair. I just don't understand why it's so dark.
Sometimes I think you were switched at birth, you don't look like any of us.
She pauses.
Armana cont'd.: I guess you take after your great grandmother, Cecelia. She was such a
beautiful woman. She had a will like no other woman, I guess that's how she lived until she
was 102.
Shiri: How old were you when she died?
Armana: I was 22. My mother was 47, and my grandmother 70. I had just met your father.
Then we were married, and I wish she could have been there. Then when I was 25 or so, I
had Aidan. And just a few years later, I had Cordelia.
Shiri: Well, mother, this is all very touching, but I have to go get Coralie, remember?
Armana cont.'s: I wanted to name her Cecelia after her, but your father wanted to name
her Cordisa, after his mother. So we just combined the two.
She pauses.
Armana cont.'d: But I've told you all that a dozen times. Now, go on, get your sister.
Armana's emotional, but doesn't let it show until Shiri leaves. The thought of her daughter
that she rarely sees, and her great grandmother saddens her.
Armana scurries away to her husband.

Scene II
Sunday, at noon.
Music: Formal dinner music
In the de Salle's dining room. The de Salle family is all there, minus Cordelia. They're eating
lunch after coming back from church.
Shiri and Armana are wearing the same outfits as before. Coralie is wearing a sleeveless
purple silk dress, with her hair in a loose bun. Marina is wearing a pink sundress, with her
hair down. Aidan is wearing a suit and tie, as is Wesley.
Various maids are in and out of the scene, carrying food and such.
Wesley: That was a lovely service today.
Armana: Oh, yes, lovely.
There's an uncomfortable pause.
Shiri: Well, I'm taking Coralie and Marina school shopping tomorrow in the city.
Coralie: You're not taking me.
Armana: Yes she is, unless you won't to go shopping at the local K-Mart?
Coralie: I have a license and a car mother, I can go myself.
Wesley: You most certainly will not, you know your mother and I don't like you going into
the city alone.
Coralie: What's the big deal? You let Shiri, and she's only a year older then me!
Armana: Shiri is much more experienced when it comes to riding in the city, plus, I don't
trust you with credit cards.
The whole table laughs, except for Coralie.
Marina: Can Portia go?
Shiri: I don't care.
Marina: Maybe I should ask Ian to go too? You'd like that, wouldn't you Shiri?
Shiri blushes head to toe.
Wesley: Oh, dear God, I about spit my drink. Don't tell me that our dear Shiri has a crush
on that awful stagehand of ours? What ever happened to Andrew?
Marina: Oh, puh-lease, Andrew is long gone. Thank God. He was a typical Worchester snob.
Wesley: Andrew was a pleasant young man with a promising future in law. And before that,
Thomas Benson, a young medical student at Harvard. Shiri, all of these suitors in your past
with prominent places in society, and you go for Ian Beauvais?
Shiri: Obviously, Marina is misinformed, as I don't have a so-called crush on Mr. Beauvais.
Marina: If you say so!
Pan out on Shiri's face. Everyone else is talking, but she has a dreamy look on her face.

Scene III
Establishing shot of the de Salle mansion. Pan into a window, the only window with a light on.
In Shiri's bedroom.
Music: Shy- Ani Difranco
Coralie and Marina are on Shiri's bed. Shiri is at her vanity brushing her hair. Shiri is
wearing a grayish blue, silk gown. Coralie is wearing the same gown but red and longer, and
Marina is wearing a yellow tank top with flannel shorts.
Marina: I think Theo likes me.
Coralie: How do you know?
Marina: Portia said he was checking me out in bio today.
Coralie: Ask him out.
Marina: Yeah right, Cora, I'm not like you. I don't just ask guys out, they have to.
Coralie: You're too old fashioned. Guys are too shy, too afraid of rejection.
Marina: So am I!
Coralie: But you are a powerful female, stick your claws in him and reel him in.
Shiri: Don't trust Cora, half of the male population is frightened of her.
Coralie: That's the way it should be. You two are both the same. Cordelia's like me,
remember how she used to be before Mitchell? Half of my methods I got off her.
Marina: Yeah, and she ended up married and pregnant, not what you want, Coralie.
Shiri: Mitch is so cool. He's going to be a great father.
Shiri walks over and sits next to her sisters.
Marina: So, Shiri, tell us. Why were you denying your incurable love for Ian Beauvais. And
what more, calling him Mr. Beauvais?
Coralie: Yeah, Shir, do tell.
Shiri: You guys, Daddy will kill me if I ever brought home someone like Ian home.
Marina: Someone handsome, charming, generous, and hard working?
Shiri: Ian may be all of those things, but you know Daddy wouldn't see that. He'd see Ian as
a de Salle employee, with no hopes of becoming a wealthy businessman like himself. You know
each of us have to marry a prominent doctor or lawyer or executive, or else we'll end up like
Cordelia.
Coralie: God, I hate living like this. Money over love, money over family, money over
everything. Daddy would end up trading us for a corporation share if it weren't for Mom.
Shiri: Look at us debutantes, poor little rich girls. Do you realize there are girls that would
give anything to live the way we do? And yet, we'd kill to live the way they do.
Marina: It sucks. Even if I were thinking about marriage, you know Daddy wouldn't let me
marry someone like Theo.
Shiri: We're all going to end up like Cordelia, wait and see.
Coralie: Disowned by our own family, left without a penny, just for being in love.
There's a long pause.
Shiri: I'm going out to meet Ian tonight.
Marina: Whoa! Shiri! I thought you just liked him, I didn't know you two were a pair.
Shiri: We're not. I don't know what we are. We haven't even kissed.
Coralie: Where are you meeting him at?
Shiri: The stables.
Marina: How romantic! Is he coming shopping with us tomorrow?
Shiri: I'm going to ask him tonight. Hey, it's late you guys, you better get to bed, I have to
go soon anyhow.
Marina and Coralie: Good night.
Shiri: Night.
Marina and Coralie exit.
Shiri gets up and puts on a matching robe and a pair of black slides.
We follow her down a back stairway that the maids use.

Scene IV
At the stables, midnight
Music: If You Want Me To- Ginny Owens
Ian and Shiri are sitting on a blanket, on top of a bail of hay. Theirs is a lone light bulb,
most of the light is supplied by moonlight.
Ian: Shiri. I want us to be together so badly, and I know you do too, but I just don't see
how that's possible.
Shiri: Don't even worry about my father, he doesn't have to know.
Ian: But that's just it, I don't want this to be a big secret. I think you know I'm in love with
you, and I want to tell the whole world.
Shiri: You're…you're in love with me?
Ian:……Yeah. I think I am.
Shiri: Then we have a problem.
Ian: What?!
Shiri: Because I know I am.
Ian looks at her, she is staring off into the distances. Her places his hand on her chin, and
gently turns her head towards him. He leans in for a kiss, but she leans back for a moment.
She puts her hand on his cheek, and leans back in. They kiss, a very sweet and slow kiss, like
a first kiss should be. Their lips part, and their foreheads meet. A second later, they tear
apart, and he lifts her up by her waist, and leads her to his lap. She puts her head on his
shoulder. Every single move they make is passionate, and like they are in slow motion.
Nothing is rushed.
The music comes to an end. All is silent. Pan out.