Post by Star Stormz on Mar 2, 2019 15:40:14 GMT -5
(The scene cuts to the back in the parking lot as Trisha is heading towards her car with her bag over her shoulder. She gets to her car and is suddenly bombarded by multiple flashes of light. She turns around to see she is surrounded by paparazzi flashing pictures in her face.)
Trisha: WHAT THE HELL???
Paparazzi 1: Trisha? Is it true that you and Laura have an open relationship?
Paparazzi 2: TRISHA! How do you feel that Laura is engaged to Nick Madison?
Paparazzi 3: Trisha! Is it true that you and Laura have split up?
(They all start getting in closer and speaking over each other, asking stupid questions about her and Laura. She gets mad and lets out a primeval scream which causes them to all stop talking. She pushed them back out of her face a little bit.)
Trisha: Laura and I never have been, and never will be, an item. Get that through your head! I was on a blind date and the guy was HORRIBLE!!! I contacted Laura as a lifeline to come and get me out of there without breaking the pathetic bastard’s heart. I was expecting her to come in and say there was an emergency rehearsal at the arena, or something like that. I wasn’t expecting her to pull out her inner actress and put on a show like she did. The guy took it the way he did and it exploded. It’s all a misunderstanding, and I swear to god the next mother fucker who calls me a lesbian is going to get their camera broken, and possibly their nose!
(The paparazzi silence for a moment then start right back in with the questions. She grabs one of their cameras and smashes it on the ground.)
Trisha: LEAVE ME ALONE YOU LEECHES!!!! I’M NOT A LESBIAN!!! I’M NOT I’M NOT I’M NOT!!!!!!
(We see Spinelli walking not that far from the scene and he stops watching as the cameras are flashing and the people are yelling question after question and Trisha has no where to move. He runs over and slips through the crowd.)
Trisha: STOP IT!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!! I JUST WANNA LEAVE!! I JUST WANT TO LEA-
(Spinelli finally gets through the crowd and he grabs Trisha and kisses her right on the lips in front of everyone for several seconds. This makes the paparazzi all go quiet as we see a few flashes go off but overall everyone stands in shock.)
Spinelli: Humblest apologies to my beautiful Vixenella, I am a bit tardy in our departure.
(Trisha is taken aback but he winks at her, and she caught on. This may have been the only thing preventing him from getting bitch slapped.)
Trisha: It’s ok... better late than never?
Spinelli: Indeed, shall we take our leave expeditiously?
Trisha: I thought you’d never ask.
(The two quickly get in the car, as the motor turns on, and the car speeds off, leaving the paparazzi standing and still in a state of shock, as we cut back to ringside to Art Campbell and Sid Carmack.)
Sid Carmack: What in the HELL was that!?
Art Campbell: Uh...I....don’t know?
Sid Carmack: You have GOT to be kidding me! Really!? Trisha and Spinelli!? For Christ sakes Trisha has gotten DESPERATE!
Art Campbell: You have something against Spinelli?
Sid Carmack: Besides the fact he’s a weird little puny punk? Sheesh, my how the mighty have fallen in Trisha’s case....she’s just pathetic now.
Art Campbell: You know what? You’re pathetic, Sid.
Trisha: WHAT THE HELL???
Paparazzi 1: Trisha? Is it true that you and Laura have an open relationship?
Paparazzi 2: TRISHA! How do you feel that Laura is engaged to Nick Madison?
Paparazzi 3: Trisha! Is it true that you and Laura have split up?
(They all start getting in closer and speaking over each other, asking stupid questions about her and Laura. She gets mad and lets out a primeval scream which causes them to all stop talking. She pushed them back out of her face a little bit.)
Trisha: Laura and I never have been, and never will be, an item. Get that through your head! I was on a blind date and the guy was HORRIBLE!!! I contacted Laura as a lifeline to come and get me out of there without breaking the pathetic bastard’s heart. I was expecting her to come in and say there was an emergency rehearsal at the arena, or something like that. I wasn’t expecting her to pull out her inner actress and put on a show like she did. The guy took it the way he did and it exploded. It’s all a misunderstanding, and I swear to god the next mother fucker who calls me a lesbian is going to get their camera broken, and possibly their nose!
(The paparazzi silence for a moment then start right back in with the questions. She grabs one of their cameras and smashes it on the ground.)
Trisha: LEAVE ME ALONE YOU LEECHES!!!! I’M NOT A LESBIAN!!! I’M NOT I’M NOT I’M NOT!!!!!!
(We see Spinelli walking not that far from the scene and he stops watching as the cameras are flashing and the people are yelling question after question and Trisha has no where to move. He runs over and slips through the crowd.)
Trisha: STOP IT!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!! I JUST WANNA LEAVE!! I JUST WANT TO LEA-
(Spinelli finally gets through the crowd and he grabs Trisha and kisses her right on the lips in front of everyone for several seconds. This makes the paparazzi all go quiet as we see a few flashes go off but overall everyone stands in shock.)
Spinelli: Humblest apologies to my beautiful Vixenella, I am a bit tardy in our departure.
(Trisha is taken aback but he winks at her, and she caught on. This may have been the only thing preventing him from getting bitch slapped.)
Trisha: It’s ok... better late than never?
Spinelli: Indeed, shall we take our leave expeditiously?
Trisha: I thought you’d never ask.
(The two quickly get in the car, as the motor turns on, and the car speeds off, leaving the paparazzi standing and still in a state of shock, as we cut back to ringside to Art Campbell and Sid Carmack.)
Sid Carmack: What in the HELL was that!?
Art Campbell: Uh...I....don’t know?
Sid Carmack: You have GOT to be kidding me! Really!? Trisha and Spinelli!? For Christ sakes Trisha has gotten DESPERATE!
Art Campbell: You have something against Spinelli?
Sid Carmack: Besides the fact he’s a weird little puny punk? Sheesh, my how the mighty have fallen in Trisha’s case....she’s just pathetic now.
Art Campbell: You know what? You’re pathetic, Sid.