(NOTE: I'll update it every once in a while)
Chapter 1: Car Riden'
Jamie: *in car ride home* I still can't beleive it.
Noah: It's ok.
Jamie: What do you mean? With the money-
Noah: I sold my book.
Noah: We're going to Greese.
Noah: *kisses her*
Jamie: Eyes on the road!
Noah: I love the outfit.
Jamie: Are you just saying that?
Noah: No way!
Jamie: Thanks! Now I can forget about them and come back with a TOTALLY new look.
Chapter 2: Packen' Up Love
(Noah and Jamie are packing for Greese in sinc. They are moving at the same time)
Noah: And your rooting for?
Jamie: *bitterly* Karl or Marcy.
Noah: *without looking up* What? Not Barbie?
Jamie: *throws down a t-shirt* SHE VOTED ME OFF!......the challege before I got eliminated.
Noah: But you can't-
Jamie: I know. Hold a grude.
Noah: *nods and they contuine to pack* But sill...*they work in scilence*
Jamie: *looks up with wide eyes* I still have the money from TDA>
Noah: YOU DIDN'T SPEND IT?
Jamie: *smiling* Not a dent! *they hug and you hear cheering outside*
Noah: What the-
Jamie: *looks outside and sees a mob of people* GO AWAY! *closes cutian*
Chapter 3: Airports or Regret
(they are at the airport)
Noah: Johnny got eliminated....again.
Jamie: *smiles with sad eyes*
Noah: What's wrong?
Jamie: I want to be back in the game. Maybe, just as an intern.
Noah: He would never let you.
Noah: WHO WANTS TWO TICKETS TO GREESE? *drops them and runs off with Jamie*
Noah: Barbie needs you to watch...not you to be in Greese. *hops in car*
Jamie: *hops in car* Yeah. STEP ON IT!
Noah: *steps on it*
Chapter 4: Reports of Thought
Jamie: *walking down the street with Noah*
Reporter: LOOK! It's Jamie and Noah! Jamie!
Reporter: Is it true that besides for being a designer, your also a singer?
Reporter: Your solo in Condor on total drama was AMAZING! Could you?
Jamie: *smiles* Why? Oh why-why-why-why? Why would you kill me? Chris is your enemy. Please. Oh please-ease-ease. Please don't hurt me! I am cool, don't you seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?
Reporter: Amazing! I have your party outift.
Reporter: Well, could you do a parody of I'm Gonna Make It?
Jamie: Sure. Jamie: That show was weird. Totally crazed. I feel weird. And totally dazed. Voting for me just wasn't right, Barbie, your out of my sights! Noah: Miss. Fair now, suddenly I have to barf now, excuse me! Don't try to make her feel ashamed. I know you would've done the same. Noah: Is that ok?