A/N: No, I don't own the song. It's Take Me Away from the Freaky Friday
soundtrack. (sits back and eats an ungodly amount of nachos)
SYD: (OC) Hey, hey, share the wealth!
(SYD tackles NACHONACO)
NACO: Ow, ow! Hey, mine! Mine!
SYD: No, mine!
JESSIE: (OC) SYDNEY REN LIPSKY!
SYD: (sigh) Okay, okay. (walks off) I hate my job...
NACO: And I hate mine. Let's just start the fic.
The Prank
(ESTABLISHING SHOT – The garage. SYD's practicing the electric guitar.)
SYD: (singing) On and on and on and on, on and on and on and on! Don't wanna grow up I wanna get out, hey, take me away....I wanna shout out, take me away....away, away...heyyyyyyyyyy....
(SYD begins the guitar riff. Right in the middle of it, she flares her hands on the guitar strings. The power goes out. SYD is left in darkness)
(Beat)
SYD: Cool! I caused a power outage with my bare hands!
JESSIE: (OC) No you didn't!
SYD: ...Dang.
JESSIE: (OC) I turned off the power!
SYD: Oh yeah....after six...
(SYD walks into the house)
SYD: (to JESSIE) Did I get any mail?
JESSIE: (nods and hands SYD a flyer)
SYD: Cool! There's gonna be an American Idol type contest in Middleton! I'm gonna go practice...(walks off)
(Later, in the school cafeteria, SYD, DES, SAM, and KIM sit at a table.)
SYD: Today is a good day.....
(Beat)
SYD: ...for revenge.
SAM: Are you crazy?
DES: Yeah, she's nuts.
SYD: We're gonna give back a little bit of the torture.
SAM: (to DES) She's talking about your aunt, right?
DES: (nods)
SYD: You guys read 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban', right?
KIM: (beat) I don't wanna know where this is going.
SYD: My idea is to become the Middleton Marauders!
KIM: I knew I didn't wanna know!
SYD: Who's in?
DES: I'll do it.
SAM: Me.
KIM: Oh, what the heck, why not?
(They begin to write things down in a notebook. Later, in home ec class, JESSIE walks into the room, looking like she's gonna kill somebody.)
JESSIE: (holding up a notebook) ALL RIGHT! WHO DID THIS?!
SYD: It's a notebook. Everyone has one.
JESSIE: (glares) You're the culprit!
SYD: Wha?
JESSIE: YOU DID IT!
SYD: Did what?
JESSIE: WROTE THOSE THINGS IN THE NOTEBOOK!
SYD: Uh....noooo.
SAM: At least not by herself.
(Beat)
SAM: Oh, man! I've gotta learn to keep my mouth shut!
SYD: Run away! Run away!
(SYD takes off)
JESSIE: (to herself) That girl is too weird.
SYD: (OC) Got that right!
SYD: (OC) Hey, hey, share the wealth!
(SYD tackles NACHONACO)
NACO: Ow, ow! Hey, mine! Mine!
SYD: No, mine!
JESSIE: (OC) SYDNEY REN LIPSKY!
SYD: (sigh) Okay, okay. (walks off) I hate my job...
NACO: And I hate mine. Let's just start the fic.
The Prank
(ESTABLISHING SHOT – The garage. SYD's practicing the electric guitar.)
SYD: (singing) On and on and on and on, on and on and on and on! Don't wanna grow up I wanna get out, hey, take me away....I wanna shout out, take me away....away, away...heyyyyyyyyyy....
(SYD begins the guitar riff. Right in the middle of it, she flares her hands on the guitar strings. The power goes out. SYD is left in darkness)
(Beat)
SYD: Cool! I caused a power outage with my bare hands!
JESSIE: (OC) No you didn't!
SYD: ...Dang.
JESSIE: (OC) I turned off the power!
SYD: Oh yeah....after six...
(SYD walks into the house)
SYD: (to JESSIE) Did I get any mail?
JESSIE: (nods and hands SYD a flyer)
SYD: Cool! There's gonna be an American Idol type contest in Middleton! I'm gonna go practice...(walks off)
(Later, in the school cafeteria, SYD, DES, SAM, and KIM sit at a table.)
SYD: Today is a good day.....
(Beat)
SYD: ...for revenge.
SAM: Are you crazy?
DES: Yeah, she's nuts.
SYD: We're gonna give back a little bit of the torture.
SAM: (to DES) She's talking about your aunt, right?
DES: (nods)
SYD: You guys read 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban', right?
KIM: (beat) I don't wanna know where this is going.
SYD: My idea is to become the Middleton Marauders!
KIM: I knew I didn't wanna know!
SYD: Who's in?
DES: I'll do it.
SAM: Me.
KIM: Oh, what the heck, why not?
(They begin to write things down in a notebook. Later, in home ec class, JESSIE walks into the room, looking like she's gonna kill somebody.)
JESSIE: (holding up a notebook) ALL RIGHT! WHO DID THIS?!
SYD: It's a notebook. Everyone has one.
JESSIE: (glares) You're the culprit!
SYD: Wha?
JESSIE: YOU DID IT!
SYD: Did what?
JESSIE: WROTE THOSE THINGS IN THE NOTEBOOK!
SYD: Uh....noooo.
SAM: At least not by herself.
(Beat)
SAM: Oh, man! I've gotta learn to keep my mouth shut!
SYD: Run away! Run away!
(SYD takes off)
JESSIE: (to herself) That girl is too weird.
SYD: (OC) Got that right!