WAR OF THE GIRLS - Part 4
(The next day, all of the students are called out in front of the doors to the auditorium to witness the first unveiling of the dance social)
Sheen: So how you holding up there Jimmy?
Jimmy: I'm okay, but it's really Cindy and Libby I'm worried about. This whole dance social nonsense has caused nothing but misery.
Sheen: Yeah, my dad totally flipped out when I told him I busted a $1500 sound system. I'll be mowing lawns for the rest of my life.
Jimmy: We shouldn't have interfered. Something like this was most likely inevitable. As they say, "nothing gold can stay."
Sheen: Nothing except my great grandmother's necklace. That thing is so shiny it makes me want to break things.
Jimmy: Is that why you happen to break some of my things from time to time?
(Cindy and Libby are standing at the front of the crowd away from each other, awaiting to see which of their presentations made the cut)
Libby: (thinking to herself) I can't wait until Willoughby opens those doors and showcases my design. I've got this in the bag!
Cindy: (thinking to herself) Once Principal Willoughby unveils my masterpiece to the world, things will begin to come full circle. My vision will finally be realized!
(Principal Willoughby walks out in front of the auditorium doors followed by Ms. Fowl)
Ms. Fowl: Students of Lindburgh Elementary. As you know, a few of our talented students were chosen to help design a theme for our school's first dance social.
Principal Willoughby: Yes. Well, today is the day we unveil the presentation chosen to represent the event. Unfortunately, there was a problem along the way, but in the end it will not stop this joyous occasion from commencing.
Cindy: (thinking to herself) Here it comes!
Libby: (thinking to herself) Let's get this party started!
Jimmy: Well, here comes the final nail in the proverbial coffin.
Sheen: Coffin? What, someone is going to die?
(Principal Willoughby opens the auditorium doors, revealing a theme that is neither Cindy's or Libby's presentation)
Principal Willoughby: Behold! And bear witness to our school's very first dance social event!
(Jimmy and Sheen get up, surprised, and look at one another)
Cindy: But, but, where are the elegant flowers and streamers?
Libby: What's going on? What happened to the strobe lights and DJ booth?
Cindy: Where did the layout for the buffet table go?
Libby: Worst of all, where is my music?
(Cindy looks over at Libby, Libby glances back)
Principal Willoughby: The theme for our first annual dance social event is entitled "King of Mars." A beautifully crafted atmosphere in which the beauty and mystery of space is recreated on the ceiling and walls of the room. The soothing presentation is also accentuated with a broad range of music and casual dress code. It is a dance social after all.
Ms. Fowl: All of this is made possible by Betty Quinlan! Let's give her a round of applause!
(Betty Quinlan stands at Principal Willoughby's side and begins smiling and waving at all the students in front of her. Cindy and Libby run up to Principal Willoughby and Ms. Fowl to ask about the situation)
Cindy: But, what about my presentation?
Libby: Yeah, and mine?
Principal Willoughby: Well when we reviewed both of your presentations this morning, we just couldn't choose between them as they were both so good. So we sought out a third party and asked Betty to work with the floor crew to come up with an impromptu design herself. I must say, it turned out rather well.
Ms. Fowl: Yes. The dance is this evening, so be prepared after you go home today.
(Disappointed, Cindy and Libby walk away from the crowd of students together)
Libby: Wow, so we were so good they decided to cheapskate their way to a third opinion.
Cindy: Yeah. Cheapskate is the word for it. "King of Mars?" I mean come on!
Libby: Yeah, I totally agree. Our presentations were much more well thought out and prepared than pasting the Milky Way on the ceiling.
Cindy: I bet if we combined our projects it would have made this first ever social one worth remembering..
Libby: No arguments here.
(Cindy turns to Libby with a sad expression on her face)
Cindy: I'm sorry.
Libby: Huh?
Cindy: I'm sorry, that I acted like such a jerk about your ideas.
Libby: Oh, that. I'm sorry, too. It really did hurt to say the things I said to you. Your ideas were great, and even then we could have looked for ways to make our ideas work together.
Cindy: Heh, I guess we're just a couple of jerks, huh?
Libby: Fair enough. Let's just not make it a habit, ok girlfriend?
Cindy: Right back at you.
(At that moment, Jimmy and Sheen walk up to the girls)
Jimmy: Cindy, Libby. I'm sorry your presentations weren't chosen, and there is something we have to say to you two.
Sheen: Please don't fight anymore! Your, feuding is tearing us all apart!
Jimmy: Yeah. Your friendship should mean everything to you. Don't throw it away for something as silly as this.
Cindy: Okay.
Libby: Fine.
Sheen: Wait, did we miss something here?
Jimmy: Okay? Fine? Just last night you two were still competing madly for today. Even putting in overtime on the projects we nearly sabotaged.
Libby: Well, we got to thinking about things and we're friends again.
Cindy: The best of friends. Besides, we both know either one of our presentations would mop the floor with Betty Quinlan's anyway.
Jimmy: That's great! Wow, you too had us worried. Well, since we did try to sabotage your experiment and did some damage in the process, we were wondering if we could make it up to you two by taking you to the dance tonight.
Sheen: Yep. It would be my honor to hold your hand as we cross the threshold into boogie nights tonight, Libby.
Cindy and Libby: Hmmmm?
Cindy: Nope!
Libby: No way!
Jimmy: What? This is one of those once and never again types of things, Cindy. I'm only doing it because I feel bad for what I did.
Cindy: As nice a gesture as that is Neutron, that fizzy bomb of yours caused quite a mess and it won't clean itself.
Libby: You too Sheen. I can get the sound system fixed, but the rest of that mess you made will be needing some cleaning up, too.
Sheen: Whew. For a second there, I thought I'd have to work forever to pay it off.
Libby: Oh, you will, unless you tidy up my house.
Jimmy: But, won't you two miss the dance? Who will you go with? Most of the kids in school already have partners.
(Cindy and Libby look at each other and smile)
Cindy and Libby: Carl!
Jimmy: Carl? But he's sick!
Cindy: Not true, brainiac! Carl actually got better yesterday afternoon.
Libby: Although you would have known that had you not spent all day trying to ruin our projects.
Sheen: Carl? Don't make me laugh. Two girls are way too much for him to handle, especially you two!
Libby: Hey, you don't have to worry about that Sheen. I suggest you two start making preparations to fix what you messed up.
Cindy: Oh, and just so you two aren't alone, you can work together starting at Libby's house, then move on to mine.
Jimmy: But it's the first ever dance social!
Sheen: Yeah. Can't we just have a slap on the wrist?
Libby: A slap on the wrist is too good for what you did. Maybe if you two start now, you might be done in time to check out the last few moments of the event.
Cindy: As for us, we have a dance to get ready for.
Libby: Have fun, boys. Cleaning up that is!
(Cindy and Libby walk away, giggling)
Sheen: I think we learned a valuable lesson today, Jimmy.
Jimmy: What lesson would that be?
Sheen: I'm not sure myself yet, I'll have to get back to you on that.
(Later that night while everyone is at the Dance Social, Sheen and Jimmy are busy cleaning up the mess over at Libby's house)
Sheen: Oh! I figured out what that valuable lesson was! Always do the opposite of what Jimmy suggests.
(Jimmy glares at Sheen)
Sheen: What?
"The End"