Hello fabulous cast! Here is the script for Episode 1! Please label your lines by their 1st 3 words, so we can order them. If you can, put one take of the line in each audio, but PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, HAVE MULTIPLE TAKES OF EACH LINE. Ex: "I Had Always 1" Please remix with lines by February 20th! EPISODE ONE Daisy: (seriously, like telling a story)I had always loved magic. From the day I was born, it was all I could talk about. But, of course, I was (sarcastically) so lucky to be born without it- Layla: (interjecting, also storytelling)For all my life, I never believed them. No. There was no tooth fairy, no Santa, no Queen of England. It was all fake. They lied to me. But did I believe them? No. NO I did not! MAGIC IS STUPID AND NOT REAL. Daisy: (happily)I love Disney! It portrays what actually happens in real life!!! Layla: (as a rebuttal) Disney is brainwashing innocent children!!!! Daisy: (angrily)I hate you! Layla: (very calmly) Same here. (Indistinct arguing noises) Layla: (As she’s arguing)THANKS…. FOR… L- LISTENING Daisy: TO OUR TED TALK!!!!!! (weird slow clap from whoever wants to record one) Mrs. Finklestein: The assigned topic was the cold war. Daisy: But Mrs. Finkelstien!… It's snowing in Frozen. Ice is magical! That has to count for something! Come on Layla, let’s improvise! THE SNOW GLOWS WHITE ON THE MOUNTAIN TONIGHT- Layla: (exasperated)Just shut up. Mrs. Finklestein: I need to talk to you girls after class. Everyone else, go out to be dismissed. Don’t forget to do your short paragraph for homework! (Beat) Ugh, I need a coffee. Student: Bye Finky-Winky! Mrs. Finkelstien: ITS MRS FINKELSTIEN TO YOU! *kids leave* Mrs. Finklestein: Now that It’s just us, let’s cut to the chase. You girls are in 7th grade. You need to stop this stupid argument. Layla: IT’S NOT STUPID, DAISY IS!!! MAGIC IS FAKE BUT SHE WON’T BELIEVE ME!!! IM JUST TELLING HER FOR HER OWN GOOD! Daisy: MAGIC IS REAL!!!! HAVE YOU NEVER READ HARRY POTTER??? YOU’RE JUST A M-MUGGLE!!!!! Mrs. Finklestein: Quiet! This has gone on for far too long. I think it’s time you girls, me and Mr. Barb, oh, come in! Have a talk about you girls switching classes. The student body and teachers all agree, they can’t deal with your constant arguing. Both: WHAT? Layla: Switching classes? It’s fine with me. Daisy: Duhzies! This is awesome! Mr Barb: Duhzies? Daisy:Yeah! It’s like saying duh, but cooler *giggles* Mr. Barb: Oh..kay. So it’s settled. I’ll see to it that your classes are switched for tomorrow. Have a good day, girls. Daisy: Well, see you tomorrow, Layla! Not! Layla: Later, Pixie Dust! Mrs. Finklestein: *To Mr. Barb* I think we made the right decision. Mr Barb:We sure did. Meet me at the teacher’s lounge tomorrow morning? Mrs. Finkelstein: I’m Down. *School Bell rings* Daisy: Well, look who it is! Hey, Helene. Helene: Oh, hey. What's up? Daisy: Well, nothing, except the homework is sooooo hard!!! Helene: (not caring one bit)I guess. (more excited, laughing) Look at this new ticktok Aaron made. Hahah! *goes on phone and starts typing, bonus points if you can have that sound effect in your audition* Daisy: Oh… Have you read The Quirky School of Magical Misfits??? It’s soooo good! Basically, there’s a girl named June who gets accepted to the- Helene: Sounds fun. *doesn’t look up* Daisy: You okay? You normally OBSESS over the homework, seeing how many questions you did better than me! Helene: Shhh! (quieter) I don’t want anybody to know that I care. Also, has anyone ever told you you talk like a bunch of small children writing a script for an audiobook? (Irony lolllll) Daisy: Hey! I like sounding quirky! It’s what make me.. Me! *giggles* Are you sure you’re fine? Helene: Yeah, I’m fine. (forcefully, as if to get rid of Daisy)Bye. *Helene goes off in Layla’s direction* Layla: Hey girl!! Helene: Hey! Ugh, Daisy is so annoying! I just talked with her, all she spoke about was some… quirky magic book. What’s her problem?? Layla: I dunno… She’s….weirdly obsessed with fairytales… Helene: Yeah, it’s almost s0ciopathic. Fairytales, pfft. Do you even believe in them? Layla: Are you kidding? They’re just ways of keeping your child under control, but with Daisy, It’s gone out of hand!! Helene- I know, right!!! Totally stupid. Well, I just… I gotta take this uh… this phone call… Layla: Ok, bye! I have to catch the bus with the nerd. Helene: Bye! *bus noises* *Helene rushes away, talking on the phone, you hear one clip* Helene- Let’s put this baby in action… Bus Driver: Waffle Lane! Get off for waffle lane! Layla: Thank you, sir! Daisy, stop reading! It’s our stop! Daisy: Wha? Oh!
*Footsteps or something* Daisy: *sing song voice* La di da di da. Someday my prince will comeeee and the wizards and witches and fairies!!! Layla: I can’t wait for the day you realize how stupid you’re being. Daisy: It’ll never come, because MAGIC. IS. REAL. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS??? Layla: ‘Till you can prove it! Layla’s Mom: LAYLA! THERE’S SOMEONE HERE FOR YOU! Layla: Coming! See ya! Daisy: *sigh* I just wish she would stop tormenting me. Layla: *while running to her house* I HEARD THAT! Hey mom, what’s up? Layla’s Mom: Layla, honey! How was your day? Layla: Good. My classes are being changed so that I don’t have to be with Daisy. Layla’s Mom: Oh.. and that’s what’s good? Layla’s narrator: Your the one who engages, dummy. Layla: Huh? Layla's Narrator: nothing. just listen to your mother. Layla’s Mom: Layla? You seemed to be in a trance! I was asking you, why don’t you like Daisy? She’s perfectly- You know what? Nevermind. There’s someone here for you, an old man with a top hat and monocle. He claims he has some good news for you. Layla: And you let him into the house… why? Layla’s Mom: Anything that’s good for my little girl. Layla: Mom! Stop it!! Layla’s Mom: You’ll always be my baby tortellini. Now go meet that man, he’s been waiting for a while! Layla: Fine. Dorkas: Hello young lady. I’m Dorkas. You are Layla, no? Layla: *trying to mask her laughter* Dorkas?? Oh, uh, sorry. Yes, I’m Layla. Dorkas: Good. So, me and the council.. Layla: Council? Dorkas: Yes, the council of teachers at Franklin prep. Layla: FRANKLIN PREP? Dorcas: Yes, that's what I said, can you please not interrupt? Anyway, we thought you’d make an excellent fit for our academic program, and your mother agrees. We just wanted to know, would you be interested in joining at the end of the week? A slot just opened up. Layla: Really? Oh my gosh, you have to be joking! That's my dream school!!!!!! Going there practically guarantees you a spot in any college you want. Dorkas: Yep. Congrats. here’s a packing list and train tickets, the whole megillah. Layla: Thanks!! I can’t wait to move off the same street as stupid Daisy. Dorkas: Who? Layla: Never mind… Daisy's Narrator: At Daisy’s house Daisy’s Dad- (not paying attention, on the computer) oh hey, sweetie. How was school? Daisy- Good! Layla’s out of all of my classes, so now I can enjoy my fairy tales in peace!! Daisy’s Dad: (looks up from work) That girl was a good influence on you. I wish you still hung out with her. Daisy: Well, I try to, BUT SHE’S SO STUBBORN WITH NOT BELIEVING IN MAGIC. That’s a big red flag for me. Daisy’s Dad: Well then, the world must be covered in them. Speaking of that, I got the most interesting brochure from a man in a top hat and monocle today… Daisy: Was it for.. A school that seems uh.. Special! (quieter) like the The Quirky School for Magical Misfits! Daisy’s Dad: No, it’s actually a camp. Daisy: Eh, it works. What’s it called? Daisy’s dad: Reality Check: A program for overly imaginative minors! Sounds perfect for you, no? Daisy: WHAT? (to self) this has to be a joke, this has to be a joke. Daisy’s dad: It's not a joke, Daisy. I think it’s time we stop all your dreaming. I mean, it was cute when you were little, but it’s become an issue. Magic and wizards aren’t real. It’s time you learned that. Daisy: That’s so unfair, dad! Daisy’s Dad: You’ll thank me after you go. Come on, we need your bags packed for 2 days from now. Daisy: But- Daisy’s Dad: Come on! We haven’t got time to spare, my future accountant! Daisy: UGH!!!!!! I HATE YOU! *Runs upstairs* Daisy’s narrator: Daisy angrily runs up to her room, and goes to her secret shrine for June from the quirky school of magical misfits... and her mother. *now in Daisy’s room* Daisy: Mom, I wish you were still here. Why’d you have to go get the milk? I need you. You’re the only one who believed in me. (sobs)
