Here's chapter 2. Sorry about chapter 1. I know that it wasn't the best
that I've ever written but I guarantee that this one will be more
entertaining. Also, it's in story format because ff is being a btch about
script and I really don't want it deleted. Hope you enjoy it.
(We left off at the doctor's office. Wendy is still astound with the handsomeness and recognition of the man who is the so-called doctor here to check her up.
"Stan?" Wendy said with almost unsure ness.-Wendy is still stunned at him with his handsomeness and recognition of him)
Wendy: Stan?
Doctor (sits down at his desk in front of her): Yep. That's me (puts his hand out for a shake) just call me Dr. Marsh."Yep. That's me," he quickly replied with a bit of pitch and sat down by his desk and put his hand out for a shake, "just call me Dr. Marsh."
Wendy looked at him with a bit of nervousness. She couldn't believe that it was he, the boy she knew so long ago. She was like this for about 5 seconds and then went to shake his hand finally. After a quick shake, she finally gained composure to speak, "Don't you recognize me?"
Stan inspected her up and down her face for about 5 seconds, "You do look familiar." After a 10 second pause, he finally recognized those beautiful eyes of hers. "Wendy? From 3rd grade?"
This made Wendy smile with delight with him being able to recognize her.
"Oh my God," was all he could say to this. He along with Wendy was so overjoyed that he got out from behind his desk and gave a friendly hug. Wendy joined in with the excitement. They both began to giggle a bit with the irony of meeting again in such a place.
"Wow, I haven't seen you in so long," Stan replied while trying to stop the laughter. Wendy came back with the comment, "Same with you," but it was then that she gave yet another snot-filled sneeze, which flies right onto Stan's doctor outfit. "Crap! I'm so sorry." Instead of being in an outrage or even disgusted, Stan actually laughed at the whole thing. "That's alright," he said while grabbing a tissue from his desk and started wiping the very slimy snot off, "I'm guessing that's why you're here." She replied with a yeah while wiping her nose and sitting back down in front of Stan's desk. Stan took his seat as well and grabbed his clipboard and a pen to take notes.
"So, how's everything with you," Stan said to start a simple conversation off. Wendy raised an eyebrow at him while still trying to clean her nose with the what-do-you-think look. He finally understood to start off differently. "Well, besides your cold." Still, Wendy didn't want him to hear about her lonely lifestyle so she decided to start off, "Let's talk about my cold first. It's really obnoxious." Stan agreed, "Alright, I'll get down to doctor business." He takes the cap off his pen to start writing, "how long have you had your cold?" With a relief, Wendy gave a simple reply, "Since this morning."
This really puzzled Stan. "Why did you come in so early? Have you started to take any medication?" Wendy came back with a bit of stupidity on her face but yet an intelligent answer, "Well, I found it worse than usual and heard that it was spreading quickly and most have had to go to the doctor to get stronger medication so I came today."
Stan indeed knew as a doctor how unlikely a person would come in on the first day of a common cold, but he was more aware of her very intelligent observation of the whole reason for coming. He always liked that about her, not to mention her beauty. Well, Stan couldn't think about this now. All that came out was, "I see." With that, he signed and handed Wendy a small prescription sheet. "I would suggest taking this. After that, it should be gone within a few days. The medication counter is to the right of the waiting room."
"Thanks." was all Wendy could say as he head out her way, but Stan knew he couldn't just let her go like that, not after this kind of moment. Chances like this just didn't pop up everyday. Plus, her behavior seemed a bit puzzling to him and he was desperate to know so he quickly called out to her, "hey wait!" Wendy quickly turned around and he said, "Um...do you want to go get coffee or something?" He then looks at his watch. "I'll be off in about 20 minutes and you can wait outside for me."
Wendy was a bit shocked with his suggestion. She didn't know why he wanted to talk to her. What was there really to talk about? But then suddenly it sounded like the best idea ever. She could now finally talk to someone she knew very well and could probably get to know better. She hadn't met to talk with anyone in a long while. "That sounds great. I'll go get my medication now and I'll meet you." Stan was so happy with this. "Alright. See you then." Wendy (stutters a little and then shakes his hand): Alright (pause) don't you recognize me?
Doctor (staring and inspecting her): You do look a bit familiar (2 second pause) wait a minute (3 second pause) Wendy? From 3rd grade?
(Wendy smiles at him)
Stan: Oh my God!
(They both get up from their chairs and give each other a friendly hug for about 5 seconds and break apart while laughing)
Stan: Wow. I haven't seen you in so long.
Wendy: Same with you (sneezes on Stan on accident and a strand of snot falls on his suit) SHIT! I'm so sorry!
Stan (laughing): That's alright (gets a tissue from his desk and cleans the snot) I'm guessing that's why you're here.
Wendy (wiping her nose): Yeah.
(Sits down as Stan goes back to his desk)
Stan: So, how's everything with you?
(Wendy gives him a raised eyebrow)
Stan: Well, besides your cold?
Wendy: Let's talk about my cold first. It's really obnoxious.
Stan: Alright. I'll get down to doctor business. How long have you had your cold?
Wendy: Since this morning.
Stan (puzzled): Why did you come here so early? Have you taken any medication yet?
Wendy: Well, I found it worse than usual and heard that it was spreading quickly and most have had to go to the doctor to get stronger medication so I came today.
Stan: I see (begins to write out a small form) well I would suggest taking this (hands her the prescription form) it should be gone within a few days. The medication counter is to the right of the waiting room.
Wendy: Thanks (starts to get up)
Stan: Hey wait!
Wendy: What?
Stan: Um...do you want to go get coffee or something (looks at his watch) I'll be off in 20 minutes and you can wait outside for me.
Wendy: Um...sure. I'll go get my medication and I'll wait for you outside.
Stan: Alright. See you then.
Wendy: Ok
(South Park CafWe now cut to a small café. It has a bit of a French style mixed with the environment of any other coffee house. Stan and Wendy are inside and have just received their coffee. Stan decides to start off the conversation again without the 'how's everything' prologue.
"So, are you just visiting or do you live here in Denver?" This was a good start for Wendy so she simply replied, "I live here in a medium-sized home. I'm a teacher of law at the Denver School of Law."
Stan was quite surprised and impressed with that indeed, "Wow that's great. Well, you already know what I do since you came to my office." Wendy kind of giggled with that remark and took a sip of coffee from her tall Styrofoam cup. She then was confused, "Why did you become a doctor? I thought hospitals really made you nauseous and scared."
That was an easy question Stan could answer. With that, he took a sip of his coffee and then said, "Well, with all the experiences I had at hospitals, you know dealing with my friends there, all I could do was just stand back and hope that a miracle would happen or watch them suffer. I wanted to help them; to be part of the action. When I came to that realization after graduating, I wasn't afraid of it anymore and decided to go to medical school.
This actually surprised Wendy, "Wow, that's really interesting." Stan then continued, "What's even better is that after I started working in the field, really began to actually enjoy helping others and I've actually become friends with the other doctors. It's really awesome."
The whole conversation suddenly turned from casual to personal in Wendy's opinion. The mentioning of friends took over her mind and she began to look at her mug with sadness, but she didn't want it to be obvious to Stan so she looked up and gave a small, untruthful smile, "Wow, I'm really happy for you." This didn't fool Stan though. He just knew something was bothering her. So he then began to get to the point of why he wanted her to go get coffee with him, "What's bothering you? Do you have friends?"
This was getting even worse for Wendy but she gave a simple answer, "I do have friends (pause) but it's just that they're all out of state." This wasn't enough for Stan. "Do you still communicate with them?" "I try to but they're all really busy." Stan then knew the right subject to bring up, despite the lack of knowledge about. "Well, how's it with you and Token?'
This is where Wendy drew the line. In fact, she almost wanted to rat on him about bringing up such an issue but then knew she couldn't blow her cover. Plus, in her opinion, he was so innocent about it and had no idea so that would have aroused a greater suspicion about her life. So, she just looked at her mug with a verge of tears coming up, "Well, we broke up a few years ago. He just didn't seem like the right one for me." Stan completely understood, "Well, the right one will come for you. Never know, you probably have seen the one for you already." This made Wendy look up at Stan with almost a touched attitude, but she really wanted to talk about something else now. "Stan, let's change the subject, please?"
Stan understood very well and didn't want to ride on her about it, so he began but got an idea on how to get it out of her, "Well, I'm glad that I finally have another friend to talk to outside of work." Wendy quickly looked up at him and felt a warm feeling inside. "friend?" He knew he got her there so he continued with it. "Yeah, despite the past, you've always been considered a friend to me. Though I talk to Kyle at times, but he's been busy with his own life, including his marriage two years ago." Wendy was surprised, "Kyle's married? To whom?" "You know Kyle's pen pal that came from Tel Aviv?" Wendy knew indeed and understood, "Tziporah?! That's whom he's married to? Wow, I never would have guessed that. Well, I never knew that a childhood friend could become the love of your life. The conversation yet again turned ugly. No matter what came up, it reminded her of her life now, so she turned to Stan, "Could we go now?"
Stan understood so they got up and Stan walked to her car and said, "Thanks for coming today. I hope we can talk again sometime." He then took out his card and gave it to her. "Just give me a call if you want to talk or do something. I'd be more than happy to." This made Wendy feel even better. Stan had been so caring and open to her. "Thanks" was all she could say to this and climbed into the car and drove off, leaving Stan to ponder.
"I can't believe I met Wendy again. The moment I saw her, my heart couldn't stop beating so fast." Suddenly he knew what he was thinking was wrong. "No, I can't feel like this. There's no way I could tell her that I'm still in love with her. She dumped me, so how could she love me again? If I told her, she'll think I'm trying to win her back." Suddenly he began to calm down. "I'll just wait and see what happens and I'll probably really find out her problem with friends from her own lips." The mentioning of lips made him blush a little. He had remembered the feeling of them on his cheek from so long ago. With that, he walked to his car with a smile and drove off.
We now cut to Wendy on her bed laying down, thinking about what had just happened. "I can't believe I met Stan again. How many times in a lifetime does THIS happen?" She began to think about him more and began to realize something. His cuteness had changed to handsomeness. It made her heart race as she got a better image of him at the café. Everything about him gave her the warmest feeling she had ever received in a long time. After about a minute, she snapped out. "No. It can't be that I'm in love with him again. I dumped him long ago. Getting back together with him will only cause another break up. Not only that, he could probably never forgive me for doing that to him so long ago (pause) but he's such a nice guy. Now that I think about it, why did I dump him in the first place?" These thoughts began to run through her head for a few seconds but then got up. "Well, I'll see what happens. I'll tell him if I really can't hold it in anymore."
Well, that's chapter 2. Please read and review.
(We left off at the doctor's office. Wendy is still astound with the handsomeness and recognition of the man who is the so-called doctor here to check her up.
"Stan?" Wendy said with almost unsure ness.-Wendy is still stunned at him with his handsomeness and recognition of him)
Wendy: Stan?
Doctor (sits down at his desk in front of her): Yep. That's me (puts his hand out for a shake) just call me Dr. Marsh."Yep. That's me," he quickly replied with a bit of pitch and sat down by his desk and put his hand out for a shake, "just call me Dr. Marsh."
Wendy looked at him with a bit of nervousness. She couldn't believe that it was he, the boy she knew so long ago. She was like this for about 5 seconds and then went to shake his hand finally. After a quick shake, she finally gained composure to speak, "Don't you recognize me?"
Stan inspected her up and down her face for about 5 seconds, "You do look familiar." After a 10 second pause, he finally recognized those beautiful eyes of hers. "Wendy? From 3rd grade?"
This made Wendy smile with delight with him being able to recognize her.
"Oh my God," was all he could say to this. He along with Wendy was so overjoyed that he got out from behind his desk and gave a friendly hug. Wendy joined in with the excitement. They both began to giggle a bit with the irony of meeting again in such a place.
"Wow, I haven't seen you in so long," Stan replied while trying to stop the laughter. Wendy came back with the comment, "Same with you," but it was then that she gave yet another snot-filled sneeze, which flies right onto Stan's doctor outfit. "Crap! I'm so sorry." Instead of being in an outrage or even disgusted, Stan actually laughed at the whole thing. "That's alright," he said while grabbing a tissue from his desk and started wiping the very slimy snot off, "I'm guessing that's why you're here." She replied with a yeah while wiping her nose and sitting back down in front of Stan's desk. Stan took his seat as well and grabbed his clipboard and a pen to take notes.
"So, how's everything with you," Stan said to start a simple conversation off. Wendy raised an eyebrow at him while still trying to clean her nose with the what-do-you-think look. He finally understood to start off differently. "Well, besides your cold." Still, Wendy didn't want him to hear about her lonely lifestyle so she decided to start off, "Let's talk about my cold first. It's really obnoxious." Stan agreed, "Alright, I'll get down to doctor business." He takes the cap off his pen to start writing, "how long have you had your cold?" With a relief, Wendy gave a simple reply, "Since this morning."
This really puzzled Stan. "Why did you come in so early? Have you started to take any medication?" Wendy came back with a bit of stupidity on her face but yet an intelligent answer, "Well, I found it worse than usual and heard that it was spreading quickly and most have had to go to the doctor to get stronger medication so I came today."
Stan indeed knew as a doctor how unlikely a person would come in on the first day of a common cold, but he was more aware of her very intelligent observation of the whole reason for coming. He always liked that about her, not to mention her beauty. Well, Stan couldn't think about this now. All that came out was, "I see." With that, he signed and handed Wendy a small prescription sheet. "I would suggest taking this. After that, it should be gone within a few days. The medication counter is to the right of the waiting room."
"Thanks." was all Wendy could say as he head out her way, but Stan knew he couldn't just let her go like that, not after this kind of moment. Chances like this just didn't pop up everyday. Plus, her behavior seemed a bit puzzling to him and he was desperate to know so he quickly called out to her, "hey wait!" Wendy quickly turned around and he said, "Um...do you want to go get coffee or something?" He then looks at his watch. "I'll be off in about 20 minutes and you can wait outside for me."
Wendy was a bit shocked with his suggestion. She didn't know why he wanted to talk to her. What was there really to talk about? But then suddenly it sounded like the best idea ever. She could now finally talk to someone she knew very well and could probably get to know better. She hadn't met to talk with anyone in a long while. "That sounds great. I'll go get my medication now and I'll meet you." Stan was so happy with this. "Alright. See you then." Wendy (stutters a little and then shakes his hand): Alright (pause) don't you recognize me?
Doctor (staring and inspecting her): You do look a bit familiar (2 second pause) wait a minute (3 second pause) Wendy? From 3rd grade?
(Wendy smiles at him)
Stan: Oh my God!
(They both get up from their chairs and give each other a friendly hug for about 5 seconds and break apart while laughing)
Stan: Wow. I haven't seen you in so long.
Wendy: Same with you (sneezes on Stan on accident and a strand of snot falls on his suit) SHIT! I'm so sorry!
Stan (laughing): That's alright (gets a tissue from his desk and cleans the snot) I'm guessing that's why you're here.
Wendy (wiping her nose): Yeah.
(Sits down as Stan goes back to his desk)
Stan: So, how's everything with you?
(Wendy gives him a raised eyebrow)
Stan: Well, besides your cold?
Wendy: Let's talk about my cold first. It's really obnoxious.
Stan: Alright. I'll get down to doctor business. How long have you had your cold?
Wendy: Since this morning.
Stan (puzzled): Why did you come here so early? Have you taken any medication yet?
Wendy: Well, I found it worse than usual and heard that it was spreading quickly and most have had to go to the doctor to get stronger medication so I came today.
Stan: I see (begins to write out a small form) well I would suggest taking this (hands her the prescription form) it should be gone within a few days. The medication counter is to the right of the waiting room.
Wendy: Thanks (starts to get up)
Stan: Hey wait!
Wendy: What?
Stan: Um...do you want to go get coffee or something (looks at his watch) I'll be off in 20 minutes and you can wait outside for me.
Wendy: Um...sure. I'll go get my medication and I'll wait for you outside.
Stan: Alright. See you then.
Wendy: Ok
(South Park CafWe now cut to a small café. It has a bit of a French style mixed with the environment of any other coffee house. Stan and Wendy are inside and have just received their coffee. Stan decides to start off the conversation again without the 'how's everything' prologue.
"So, are you just visiting or do you live here in Denver?" This was a good start for Wendy so she simply replied, "I live here in a medium-sized home. I'm a teacher of law at the Denver School of Law."
Stan was quite surprised and impressed with that indeed, "Wow that's great. Well, you already know what I do since you came to my office." Wendy kind of giggled with that remark and took a sip of coffee from her tall Styrofoam cup. She then was confused, "Why did you become a doctor? I thought hospitals really made you nauseous and scared."
That was an easy question Stan could answer. With that, he took a sip of his coffee and then said, "Well, with all the experiences I had at hospitals, you know dealing with my friends there, all I could do was just stand back and hope that a miracle would happen or watch them suffer. I wanted to help them; to be part of the action. When I came to that realization after graduating, I wasn't afraid of it anymore and decided to go to medical school.
This actually surprised Wendy, "Wow, that's really interesting." Stan then continued, "What's even better is that after I started working in the field, really began to actually enjoy helping others and I've actually become friends with the other doctors. It's really awesome."
The whole conversation suddenly turned from casual to personal in Wendy's opinion. The mentioning of friends took over her mind and she began to look at her mug with sadness, but she didn't want it to be obvious to Stan so she looked up and gave a small, untruthful smile, "Wow, I'm really happy for you." This didn't fool Stan though. He just knew something was bothering her. So he then began to get to the point of why he wanted her to go get coffee with him, "What's bothering you? Do you have friends?"
This was getting even worse for Wendy but she gave a simple answer, "I do have friends (pause) but it's just that they're all out of state." This wasn't enough for Stan. "Do you still communicate with them?" "I try to but they're all really busy." Stan then knew the right subject to bring up, despite the lack of knowledge about. "Well, how's it with you and Token?'
This is where Wendy drew the line. In fact, she almost wanted to rat on him about bringing up such an issue but then knew she couldn't blow her cover. Plus, in her opinion, he was so innocent about it and had no idea so that would have aroused a greater suspicion about her life. So, she just looked at her mug with a verge of tears coming up, "Well, we broke up a few years ago. He just didn't seem like the right one for me." Stan completely understood, "Well, the right one will come for you. Never know, you probably have seen the one for you already." This made Wendy look up at Stan with almost a touched attitude, but she really wanted to talk about something else now. "Stan, let's change the subject, please?"
Stan understood very well and didn't want to ride on her about it, so he began but got an idea on how to get it out of her, "Well, I'm glad that I finally have another friend to talk to outside of work." Wendy quickly looked up at him and felt a warm feeling inside. "friend?" He knew he got her there so he continued with it. "Yeah, despite the past, you've always been considered a friend to me. Though I talk to Kyle at times, but he's been busy with his own life, including his marriage two years ago." Wendy was surprised, "Kyle's married? To whom?" "You know Kyle's pen pal that came from Tel Aviv?" Wendy knew indeed and understood, "Tziporah?! That's whom he's married to? Wow, I never would have guessed that. Well, I never knew that a childhood friend could become the love of your life. The conversation yet again turned ugly. No matter what came up, it reminded her of her life now, so she turned to Stan, "Could we go now?"
Stan understood so they got up and Stan walked to her car and said, "Thanks for coming today. I hope we can talk again sometime." He then took out his card and gave it to her. "Just give me a call if you want to talk or do something. I'd be more than happy to." This made Wendy feel even better. Stan had been so caring and open to her. "Thanks" was all she could say to this and climbed into the car and drove off, leaving Stan to ponder.
"I can't believe I met Wendy again. The moment I saw her, my heart couldn't stop beating so fast." Suddenly he knew what he was thinking was wrong. "No, I can't feel like this. There's no way I could tell her that I'm still in love with her. She dumped me, so how could she love me again? If I told her, she'll think I'm trying to win her back." Suddenly he began to calm down. "I'll just wait and see what happens and I'll probably really find out her problem with friends from her own lips." The mentioning of lips made him blush a little. He had remembered the feeling of them on his cheek from so long ago. With that, he walked to his car with a smile and drove off.
We now cut to Wendy on her bed laying down, thinking about what had just happened. "I can't believe I met Stan again. How many times in a lifetime does THIS happen?" She began to think about him more and began to realize something. His cuteness had changed to handsomeness. It made her heart race as she got a better image of him at the café. Everything about him gave her the warmest feeling she had ever received in a long time. After about a minute, she snapped out. "No. It can't be that I'm in love with him again. I dumped him long ago. Getting back together with him will only cause another break up. Not only that, he could probably never forgive me for doing that to him so long ago (pause) but he's such a nice guy. Now that I think about it, why did I dump him in the first place?" These thoughts began to run through her head for a few seconds but then got up. "Well, I'll see what happens. I'll tell him if I really can't hold it in anymore."
Well, that's chapter 2. Please read and review.