A Cinderella Story Page #2

breakfast burrito to go? Thank you.

And you thought they didn't

know you exist.

- That car's as old as that hat.

- Right.

Move. Move. Move.

- Move. Move.

- Hi.

Shelby. Hey, sister-friend.

Remind me why we tolerate them.

They gave you a Prada bag

for your birthday.

Try "Frada" bag. Totally fake.

Greetings. Samantha, you look absolutely

stunning today, as per usual.

Thank you, Terry.

If you'll excuse me, I must get back

to my galaxy now.

Zion, Lieutenant Terry here. Hello?

Can you hear me? Captain?

You're going in and out.

- Poor guy.

- At least he's happy.

- Happy? Guy lives in another world.

- I copy.

Sometimes fantasy is better

than reality, Carter.

- Speaking of fantasy.

- I'll see you later.

Yes, the secret admirer beckons.

Where have you been?

We haven't talked in ages.

We talked this morning.

I can't stop thinking about you.

What's on your mind right now?

You first.

Well, I'm thinking that Professor Rothman's

dissected one too many frogs.

Ribet, ribet.

Laugh out loud.

I wanna hear your laugh.

When can we finally meet?

Soon.

How's your day so far?

Raging stepmom, work and cool kids

who can't get over themselves.

- Ever feel like you don't belong?

- Absolutely.

I can be surrounded by a sea

of people and still feel all alone.

Then I think of you.

Hey, Nomad, do you think

we've ever met?

I don't know. Our school

has over 3500 kids.

Well, that narrows it down.

Well, at least I can eliminate the guys.

You're not a guy, right? Because if you are,

I'll kick your butt.

I am not a guy.

Have you told your dad

about Princeton yet?

If only I could. I haven't even told him

I wanna be a writer.

My father always encouraged me

to pursue my dreams.

Not mine. He has another plan

for my life.

It's 2 a. m. We've been at this

for five hours.

Well, I think we broke our record.

- We should turn in. Sweet dreams.

- Wait.

I can't sleep without knowing

there's hope.

Half the night I waste in sighs.

In a wakeful doze I sorrow.

For the hand, the lips...

...the eyes.

For the meeting of tomorrow.

Quoting Tennyson. Impressive.

Please meet me at the

homecoming dance.

I'll be waiting for you at 11:00

in the middle of the dance floor.

Sweet dreams.

That was close.

- You're finally gonna be able to meet him.

- I don't know. He's too good to be true.

Come on. It's been, like, a month since you

met him in that Princeton chat room, okay?

- You talk to him all the time. You know him.

- I know, but he doesn't know me.

What if I meet him

and I'm not what he expects?

Maybe this whole relationship's

just better for cyberspace.

Listen, okay? You have to go

to that dance, okay?

This Nomad guy isn't gonna be in one place

for long, all right?

- Lf it helps, I'll be your escort.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You rock, Carter.

- Hello?

- Sam.

Some little brat got into my salmon

and ate it all.

I need more salmon.

And pick up my dry cleaning.

And wash the Jag.

Fiona. One more pitch.

- Why do you act like her slave?

- Simple. No Fiona, no money for Princeton.

- That sucks.

- Tell me about it.

Hey, it's out of here.

Damn, a girl hit that.

See, now that's impressive.

So, what are you and Shelby going

to the dance as?

I don't know if I'm going with Shelby.

You're not gonna go with Shelby?

Who else you gonna go with?

I don't know. It's a mystery to me.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Okay, guys. Come on.

A little bit further. Right there.

Thirty percent off for USC alumni.

Looks good, my friend.

Make sure you get these rims.

- Austin.

- What's up?

What's with all those college brochures

in your bedroom?

What are you doing in my room?

- I'm trying to keep my options open.

- You don't need options.

It is all taken care of.

Look, son, we've been working on this

program since you were 9 years old.

You're gonna play USC football,

graduate...

...and then you'll manage this business

with me. Your future's set.

So don't mess with the plan. All right?

Wouldn't think of it.

There's another customer.

Go make them happy.

Yes, sir, here's your car.

Well, you need a wax.

- Excuse me?

- I meant the car.

Oh, fine.

- Austin.

- Hi.

- We need our cars washed.

- Yeah, look.

Dirt.

One second, ladies. All right.

Take this inside when you're done.

Thank you very much.

Oh, my God, he is an angel.

- He's so cute.

- I know.

So who'd you guys pay to make

your cars so dirty?

Excuse me? Like, what are you,

the dirt police?

Yeah. The dirt police.

Like, excuse me, miss, do you know

how fast your dirt was going?

You should have stopped

with the dirt police.

You should get going,

because our mom's looking for you.

- Well, where is she?

- She's at home, baking.

- You wanted to see me?

- Yes.

Oh, my... Did you finish your errands?

Because I need you to head to the diner

and take the night shift.

Tonight's my night off and it's

the Halloween dance at school, so...

I know, but you need to stop being so

self-centered and start thinking of others.

Others need you to go to the diner

and mop the floors tonight.

But I really need to go to this dance,

Fiona. I have to.

You need to earn your tuition money

for college.

You gotta bus a lot of tables.

I'm a straight-A student. I work seven days

a week and I'm taking extra AP classes.

I never asked you for anything.

Please let me go to this dance.

Sweetheart, now that you're

old enough...

...there's something I've always wanted to

tell you, and I think you're ready to hear it.

You're not very pretty,

and you're not very bright.

I'm so glad we had that talk.

- Man, you...

- Scoot over, bro.

- See if we can get a bigger table.

- Move over.

You're in my way.

It must be Halloween. Look what just

flew in. The wicked witch of the Valley.

I'm gonna be picking up Gabriella

and Brianna at the Halloween dance.

- I'll be back by 12 sharp.

- Okay.

Still got room in there, huh?

Well, if it isn't little Betty Crocker

from the 'hood.

Don't you have something to do,

like cleaning toilets?

You know, I would, but I'm too busy

running this place. But be my guest.

I'm sorry, I can't, because I just got

a $ 150 manicure. Silver palm trees.

Keep it up, Fiona, and I'm gonna find

a place to put my $6 pedicure.

Where are your skates?

That's part of the uniform.

Fiona, if I wanted to look like a clown,

I'd join the circus.

If you were part of my circus, I'd have you

clean elephant butts with a Wet One.

- I don't think you realize that I could...

- Fire me? Oh, please, go right ahead.

And let's see how many customers

you have left when you do.

I am a very appealing person.

Yeah, in your head.

- "I'm a very appealing person. "

- "I'm a very appealing person. "

That woman can make a nun swear.

I'm graduating a year early so I can

be 3000 miles away in Princeton.

You could go to the University of Mars

and it still wouldn't be far enough.

Honey, I'm desperate.

- Can you cover that back booth?

- We're waiting.

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