[Enter Melina into the park, with some of her newfound female friends. They appear to be having a good time, but Melina snaps her fingers, and they all shut up in an instant.]
Melina: I feel tired.
[No one moves.]
Melina: I SAID, I feel TIRED.
[All of the girls scurry off to please Melina. They come back to her in a matter of seconds.]
Megan: I found the perfect tree for you to sleep under, Melina.
Brittany: I found the perfect large leaf to fan you with, Melina.
Mackenzie: I found the perfect berries for you to eat, Melina.
Laura: Well, I stole this radio for you to listen to, Melina.
Melina: Very good job, Laura. The rest of you should work on being more like Laura here.
[Melina turns around for a second, and all the girls stick out their tongues at Laura.]
Melina: [Turns back around.] Now who is going to carry me to my bed?
[Silence.]
Melina: Ugh, I let you fiends get away with way too much. [Walks over to the three, while the four girls hurry to fix things up for her.] Away! Away! Leave me alone!
[The girls are confused, but since it's pretty late, almost 11:00, they rush home.]
[Melina quickly falls asleep, and snores quite loudly.]
[Enter Matt, lurking behind trees to avoid being caught out so late. He spots Melina and dances triumphantly. Upon approaching her, he notices her snoring. He flips her over, in annoyance. He digs into his pocket and pulls out a small vile of the potion. He takes it, drips a drop on each of her eyelids, and whispers a spell.]
Matt: Alakazam, Alakazoom, I wish that I...had a broom? [Cocks his head in confusion. Shakes it off, and continues.] This girl will fall in love, with the next thing she sees, even if what she sees, is a swarm of bees.
[With that all over and done with, Matt skips back home happily.]
~~~~~~~
[Enter Gordo and Lizzie, armed with flashlights, confused.]
Gordo: [Pulls out a road map and shines the flashlight on it.] I think we're going the right way. [Points in one direction.] That's west, right?
Lizzie: Um, I think that's south.
Gordo: Oh. That's...what I meant.
Lizzie: Sure, Gordo. [Rolls her eyes.] Anyway, did you have to wear such a dark color?
Gordo: Do you have a problem with this shirt?
Lizzie: It's the 5th time you've worn it this week.
Gordo: [Ignoring her last comment.] Wait... [Points.] That's south?
Lizzie: I thought you said you knew where we were going.
Gordo: I do know where we're going! I just...don't know how we're going to get there.
Lizzie: [Yawns.] Great.
Gordo: Getting tired there?
Lizzie: [Yawns again.] No.
Gordo: Right. [Rolls his eyes.] I think we should rest.
Lizzie: Rest? No, no rest... [Starts to close her eyes and fall over...]
Gordo: [Quickly catches her.] You're lucky I have fast reflexes.
Lizzie: [Gets back up on her feet. Rubs her eyes.] Sorry. Where should I sleep?
Gordo: You? What about me?
Lizzie: [Smiles.] That's what I love about you, Gordo. So selfless.
Gordo: [Smiles back.] You know it.
Lizzie: So where are you sleeping?
Gordo: [Grins.] Wherever you are...
Lizzie: Um...
Gordo: What's wrong with that?
Lizzie: Well, um..
Gordo: Come on. You can tell me.
Lizzie: I don't want to get caught.
Gordo: Neither do I. What does that have to do with this, though?
Lizzie: Think about it, Gordo! A girl and a boy....lying next to each other...alone...in the park..
Gordo: Oh. [Thinks more about it.] Oh.
Lizzie: So you get it now?
Gordo: Well, yeah...but come on, we're only in 9th grade. And it's time our parents start trusting us, anyway.
Lizzie: Trust us?! My dad doesn't even like you at this point.
Gordo: Yeah, speaking of your dad, why doesn't he like me? I've been your best friend for the past 15 years...
Lizzie: Don't ask. If I don't understand my parents, I really don't expect anyone else to.
Gordo: Okay, okay. Back to the original subject...is this some subtle attempt at telling me you don't trust me?
Lizzie: Gordo! I can't believe you'd even think that.
Gordo: Oh, so it's a subtle attempt at telling me you can't resist me.
Lizzie: [Laughs.] You wish.
Gordo: [Laughs with her.] Ouch.
Lizzie: All I'm saying is that if we're found lying in each other's arms in the morning, we'll be even deader than if we just...slept a few feet apart, or something.
Gordo: Deader? I doubt there are really degrees of...deadness.
Lizzie: [Slaps him playfully on the arm.] You know what I mean.
Gordo: [Grins for a moment, then approaches Lizzie. Gives her a quick peck on the cheek.] Good night, Lizzie.
Lizzie: Good night, Gordo.
[Both of them lie down beneath two trees a few feet apart, and soon fall asleep.]
~~~~~~~~
[Over the park fence jumps Lanny. But not just any Lanny. A Lanny on a mission. He went over what he was supposed to do again in his head. But his flaslight was dying, and he hadn't even found this kid yet. He stomps in frustration, and in this temper tantrum, flings the flashlight across the pavement. It rolls for a few seconds before it stops. The light was shining..on a face! Lanny picked up the flashlight and flashed it on the person's shirt. Blue! He quickly anoints the boy's eyes, repeats a spell--in his head, anyway--, and flutters away.]
[Little did Lanny know that he had just put the spell on Gordo-- not Ethan.]
~~~~~~~
[Enter Ethan, running, with Miranda not far behind.]
Miranda: Ethan! Wait! I love you!
Ethan: Girl, yo really startin' to scare me!
Miranda: Ethan! [Sobs.] Wait.
[Ethan runs off.]
Miranda: [Talking to herself.] I'm getting tired of this silly race. [Panting.] And I don't just mean physically. If I wasn't so hideous, he'd love me. I know he would. [Hears leaves rustling nearby.] What? Who...who's there? [Flashes flashlight at the figure.] Gordo?
Gordo: [Waking up.] Miranda? Is it you? Is it really, really you?
Miranda: [Laughing.] Uh, yeah, Gordo. Really really.
Gordo: Beautiful Miranda, looking so radiant...
Miranda: So I guess you were listening to my little monologue, huh?
Gordo: [Ignoring her comment.] Where's Ethan? That disgusting, rotten, no-good...I'll kill him. I will.
Miranda: [Her eyes widening.] Whoa, Gordo. I know you don't like him much, but take into consideration that I love him. Very much. And why does it matter to you? You've got Lizzie.
Gordo: I have Lizzie? [Scoffs.] The time I spent with her is time wasted. That obnoxious, annoying...it is you I love, Miranda.
Miranda: [Screams.] WHAT?!?!
Gordo: Why would I want the ugly duckling, when I can the beautiful swan? I can't believe I was blind all the years. You are the worthier. You deserve my love.
Miranda: [Growling.] What's your problem, Gordo? It's not enough that Ethan doesn't like me? Now you have to mock me? And, and...and ridicule me? I really thought you were above that, Gordo. [Runs away, crying.]
Gordo: [Looks down at Lizzie, still sleeping.] You did this to me. Miranda doesn't love me, and it's your fault. Never come near me again, Lizzie McGuire. [Exits.]
Lizzie: [Wakes up in a sweat, hyperventilating.] Gordo! Gordo! I had this horrible nightmare. A snake...a snake was heating my heart, and you sat there, laughing. Gordo? [Looks over, and sees he's no longer there.] Gordo! [Starts to cry.] Where are you?
