Fillmore High #8
Part 2

Right now, Carmine and Derek are at Derek's house, the closest to where Shirley punched Carmine in the nose. Carmine is lying on his couch with tissues up his nose to stop the bleeding and an ice pack on his head (see, she punched him into a wall). At the moment, Carmine's drifting in and out of sleep/unconsciousness, whatever you wanna call it.

Derek: C'mon man, wake up. She can't punch ya that hard.

Carmine: ::groggily:: I taught her how to box Derek. Believe me she can.

Derek: Someone feels stupid now, huh? So tell me, why did you say that to Laverne? I should punch you out right now, but you're my best friend. So c'mon, what happened?

Carmine: I'm real sorry I said that about Laverne, but see, I know what happens when someone falls in like that. They die Derek!

Derek: Ohhh, I think I get that. You thought that if she died, you would never know if all this time she was the one for you and never know it?

Carmine: ::he covers his head with a pillow and groans:: Bingo.

Derek: Well then you gotta go apologize.

Carmine: As soon as the 5 magical clowns disappear.

::Derek gets up and walks to the phone to call Shirl::

::about a half hour later, Carmine knock on Shirley's front door. Her mom answers.::

Mrs. Feeney: Why hello Carmine! Are you here looking for Shirley?

Carmine: Yeah Mrs. Feeney, I gotta talk to her.

Mrs. Feeney: Well she's around back.

::he walks off the porch and around the back through the little path. Suddenly, in the fence next to him, a big sharp gardening tool gets stuck in the fence, barely missing his left arm.::

Shirley: ::from around the corner of the house:: Stupid jerk!

::she walks over to the fence and sees him there::

Shirley: ::Trying to pull the knife like thing out of the fence:: What are you doing here?

Carmine: Listen Shirl, I'm sorry... I guess....

Shirley: I'm tired of your sorrys, Carmine. I mean, one week you're crazy about me, the next week you're not, this week you say you love my best friend ::puts her foot on the fence trying to pull the tool out:: MAKE UP YOUR MIND!

Carmine: Shirl, how long have we been going out?

Shirley: Almost two years.

Carmine: ::pulls her by the waist trying to get that thing out of the fence:: These have been the best two years of my life, and I don't want them to end.

::she lets go of the thing in the fence and turns around to him::

Shirley: Really?

Carmine: Yeah, you know I can't live without you, and if you didn't, well, now you know. A life without you, it's no life at all.

Shirley: Oh, that was beautiful, Carmine.

::she gets at an angle and pulls the thing out and lands on Carmine on the ground. They kiss and she throws the tool over her shoulder::



::at Laverne's house, she's come back from the hospital::

Laverne: Hey Shirl, I had the weirdest dream.... a night mare actually.

Shirley: 'Bout what Laverne?

Laverne: That Carmine loved me, you were a trout, and Derek was playing hopscotch at the bottom of the pool.

::They all get very uncomfortable at the first thing and then Shirley laughs::

Shirley: Oh Laverne, the medication is still in your little head! ::she knock on her head and then they all sit around talking::