A Cinderella Story Page #5

- No, real.

A girl who has more on her mind

than what she wears...

...or how much weight

she wants to lose.

- She listens to me.

- Listens to you?

Hey, brother, I listen to you, okay?

I feel your pai...

- Hello, kitty.

- Yeah, you're a great listener.

- Well...

- Look, man, you found her cell phone.

- You just gotta get some clue from that.

- The phone's locked.

I keep getting messages like, "I need you,"

and, "Come see me now. "

- Oh, dude, it's so hot.

- See, that's what I thought.

- Until I got one that said, "Come fix fryer. "

- Oh, dude, that's hot and kinky, baby.

You know what I'm saying? Can I get one?

Let me get a pound, baby.

He's looking for you everywhere.

Tell him it was you.

Isn't it better to cling

to what might've been...

...instead of ruining everything

with reality?

- You can't hide from him forever.

- Not forever.

Just until graduation, when I leave

this place and never see him again.

Okay, so, what about you, Zorro?

When are you gonna tell Shelby?

Well, I've been thinking about doing

just that, as a matter of fact.

Right. Okay, so the day you tell Shelby

it was you, I'll tell Austin it was me.

- Deal.

- Deal.

Look in the yearbook again.

- Maybe she's foreign exchange. That's hot.

- Totally. That's, like... That's, like, le hot.

Look, there's no way I missed her.

I mean, we had a connection.

- Thanks.

- Jeez, are you okay?

Keep your legs straight.

Straighter, straighter.

What are you doing? Brianna!

After the flip, it's the butterfly rollover.

- No, it's not. It's mermaid plunge!

- Yes!

Oh, my God. I cannot wait

for my solo career!

When are we going solo?

He was so mysterious,

but really obvious at the same time.

I mean, kind of dangerous, but very safe.

And wild, but tame.

I'm gonna go change.

I cannot believe you're gonna tell Shelby

it was you.

Sam, once she realizes that she's found

her Zorro, okay, she'll be thrilled.

- Now, watch and learn.

- Good luck.

- And, oh, my God, when I kissed him, I...

- Enough already.

Madison, I think somebody's got a green

monster on their back called Mr. Jealousy.

- Shelby, baby, what's up?

- And you are?

Yeah. Allow me to refresh your memory.

- Zorro.

- You mean zero.

- Who is he?

- That's Carter Farrell.

He's the guy you cheat off

of in Algebra II.

The freak who hums show tunes?

- I'm in front.

- Quit it.

Sorry.

- Let me in the front.

- Listen.

Last night I had a very bad cold,

and I drank a whole bottle of NyQuil.

- I just wasn't myself.

- But I thought we had, like, a connection.

Okay. We don't have anything.

We are from completely different classes

of human.

Let's go back to our usual lives,

where we only mingle...

...when I copy you in Algebra II, okay?

- "Okay?"

- We didn't rehearse it!

Was that good?

You all right?

If she thinks she's still cheating off me,

she's crazy.

- Guys, I don't know about this.

- Come on.

- Just trust us.

- We asked every girl...

...if they were with you at the dance.

These said yes.

- Oh, no. No, no, no.

- Austin! Introduce me on the cell phone.

- Guys, come on.

- Sit down here.

Okay! Austin Ames!

Let's bring out bachelorette number one!

She's a transfer from Woodland Hills,

enjoys collecting puka shells...

...long walks on the beach

and getting tubed.

Pleased to meet you, Missy!

- What's up, Austin?

- Thanks for coming, Missy.

- See you, dude.

- You're dead.

Okay, okay, let's bring out

bachelorette number two!

This little filly's into barbells...

...World War II and protein shakes.

Here's Helga.

Thank you.

You are so dead.

- Okay, okay, next up is...

- Enough, enough. Guys, come on.

Look, you're beautiful, okay?

But I'm not your prince.

- You'll meet him someday, but it's not me.

- Thanks, Austin.

- Late entry.

- David, you stop it right now.

You're a bad boy,

and that is a terrible shirt.

Everybody, back to your class.

Hi, Ryan.

That's not fair!

Don't want that, don't want that,

don't want that, don't want that.

Accepted? Oh, this won't do.

- Hey. Anything in the mail for me?

- Oh, actually...

...there's a personalized letter here

from Ed McMahon...

...saying you just won a million dollars.

Don't spend it all in one place.

I need to know who you are.

I can't take my mind off you.

Please tell me who you are.

Okay.

- My name is...

- Sam!

- You missed the "Do Not Disturb" sign.

- No, I saw it.

So you almost done with my report?

It's due Friday.

- I'm working on it.

- Well, hurry up.

It makes me nervous

to have to wait for it.

Imagine how nervous you'd be

if you actually had to write it.

My God, you're right.

So this time, could you try

to make it sound more like me?

I'm so sick of having to explain

why I sound so smart on paper...

...and so not smart not on paper.

- Sam? Can you come downstairs?

- I'll be right there.

Now!

I'll be right back.

Hurry up.

Who the heck is Nomad?

"Cinderella, are you not talking to me

because you freaked...

...when you found out I'm...

...Austin Ames?"

Sam is Cinderella?

- I got in.

- Austin!

- Austin.

- What?

What's going on?

Nothing.

Let me guess. You're thinking,

"Is USC really the right choice for me?"

Well, yeah. I've been thinking

a lot about this and...

Don't worry about it. You're making

the right choice, all right?

Okay.

It's me, Austin. It's Cinderella,

from the dance.

Oh, you found me.

Oh, no.

"You see, Austin, I live in this world... "

Full of people pretending

to be something they're not.

- Pretending...

- "I miss you. I don't want... "

I got it.

- How are you doing?

- Good.

- Regular wash?

- No, more like the royal treatment.

I mean, that's what Cinderella

would want.

- What did you just say?

- I'm her, Austin.

I'm Cinderella, your dream girl.

- You see, I live in a world full of...

- You.

What are you doing here?

I'm Cinderella,

coming to meet my prince.

That's a little hard,

considering I'm Cinderella.

I mean, I'm the most "Cinderelly"

Cinderella there ever was.

Ladies, ladies, ladies.

Look, I can settle this, all right?

The girl that I met at the dance,

she dropped something on her way out.

- What was it?

- Oh, that's easy.

- A wallet.

- No.

- I meant a wallet-purse.

- No.

A fish.

- A fish?

- It was the first thing...

...that popped into my head.

You said, "wallet-purse. " What's that?

- Austin?

- Well.

Look what you did. See?

You always ruin everything.

I was supposed to be Cinderella.

I'm the oldest.

By a minute and 26 seconds.

And you never let me forget it!

- Well, maybe this will help you remember.

- No.

Come here!

You're dead. I'm gonna kill you!

Bri?

Oh, I'm gonna kill you! Get off!

- That's what you get for stealing my idea!

- Hey, Dad, isn't that our car?

- I hate you!

- I hate you!

- Oh, no!

- Not the...

- Hot wax!

- Hot wax!

Thank you. Have a good night.

- Bobby, can I get two BLT's?

- It's coming.

That's him.

- That's good. Go over.

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