May 15, 1999 2:45 p.m.
Today was the final episode of me and Jimmy's first season on SNL.
I have to be honest, I was really emotional. I've met so many amazing people.
Jimmy, Emilie, nor I have gotten any messages from Anonymous, so we all were slowly morphing back to our lively, good, happy selves.
I walked into NBC Studios, and went straight to my dressing room.
"This is the last time we're going to be chattering for two hours for months," Ana Gasteyer asked as I walked in.
"I know..." I pouted. "I'm gonna miss this place,"
"It's been a crazy year for you, Lina. You met your soul mate, you make the crowds go crazy!" Cheri exclaimed.
"Actually, Ana was pretty much the one who forced me to give him a chance." I said, and stifled a laugh.
"I didn't force you!" Ana assured us. "Besides, you should be thanking me."
"Thank you, mom."
Ana rolled her eyes, and laughed. I gave her a hug. "You're my sisterrrrrr!"
"Aw," Ana mumbled.
In the mirror, I saw Jimmy poking his head in. I turned around, and looked at him. "Heyyy, sorry to interrupt. But Emilie got tickets to the show, she wants to support you on your last show of the season."
"Aww, tell her I said thank you."
Jimmy nodded, and walked out.
"Who's Emilie?" Cheri asked.
"My best friend from high school. She's staying with us. We were mean girls in high school." I said with a nervous laugh. I hated admitting it. I regretted it so much.
"You were a mean girl?" Ana said, he jaw dropped.
"Why is everybody so surprised by that?" I asked, hitting my hand on my knee.
"Because you're so bubbly and sweet." Jimmy chimed in out of nowhere. His head was poked through the door again. He was probably eavesdropping.
"Am not!"
"Oh yeah? What does your shirt say?" Jimmy nodded his head to my t-shirt. I looked down, it said Giggles & Smiles.
"Goodbye!" I walked over to Jimmy, playfully pushed his head out the doorway, and slammed the door.
"Hey guys, so I saw this guy walking around Rockefeller. He was so cute. He had like, this blue-black hair and these beautiful ice blue eyes. We talked, but I forget what his name was." Cheri said as she fixed her mascara. I lifted up my head. Then, I thought I knew what she was talking about.
"Was his name Maverick?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
Cheri's eyes lit up. "Maverick! That's it!"
Maverick along with his girlfriend, Alice, are also being tortured by Anonymous.
*Emilie's POV*
I paced around Jimmy's apartment, deep in thought.
Who am I?
I stopped at a vanity mirror, and looked at my reflection.
My ivory skin shone from the light exposure. I ran my finger across my bottom lip.
That's a good question.
Who am I?
*Jimmy's POV*
I was still laughing randomly about what just happened. I loved Malina's sense of humor.
"Jimmy!" I heard a voice say, almost inaudible. Then, I felt a slap on my face. I immediately snapped back to reality. Malina was standing right in front of me. There was a sharp pain on my right cheek.
"Ow! What was that for?" I wailed, putting my hand on my cheek.
"Well, first of all, your facial expression looked like you just saw Bloody Mary, second of all, you looked possessed. It was creeping me out."
"Did that mean you had to slap me?" My cheek was still burning. Damn, that girl slaps hard.
"Yes!" Malina squealed.
"Well, there's no one else in the dressing room. Therefore, I'm tickling you for payback." Malina stepped back with a petrified look on her face.
"No, no no no. Caaaaalm tiger." Malina raised her hands up in defense. Then, I tickled her to the floor.
She was hysterically laughing. "Stop! STOP IT!"
I slowly stopped. We looked into each other's eyes, and Malina's lips melted into mine.
Then, there was a knock on the door. "Um, are we interrupting anything?" Horatio said. Malina jumped in fear, and accidentally bit my lip. Really hard.
Malina and I jumped up. "Nope." She said, chuckling under her breath. Horatio awkwardly left.
"I bit your lip, didn't I?"
"I taste blood."
"I thought so."
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Sorry for the boring and short chapter, I had a writer's block, so this was just a filler chapter.
I dropped a big hint in the Emilie scene. Read carefully...