Chap 3

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Dixie: I'm actually inside the palace! Undercover!

Charli: I love it! This is better than an exclusive!

Dixie: but I had to lie to get in here.

Charli: who cares?

Dixie: could I go to jail for this?

Charli: two, maybe three weeks tops.

Dixie: oh, Not Helping!

Charli: Listen, just play this out as long as you can. Get lots of video, audio, whatever you can grab. Can you do this Dixie?

Dixie: absolutely!

~the next morning~

Amelie: (walking to the study with Dixie) I trust you have the curriculum and lesson plan I sent your agency.

Dixie: I, uhh...No, they must have forgotten..

Amelie: (scoffs) My experience with US agencies could best be described as loosey-goosey.

Dixie: not to worry miss Amelie, there's nothing loose about this goose.

(The 2 enter the study)

Amelie: your royal highness. You remember miss Anderson

Dixie: good morning, Princess Haley!

Princess Haley: Go away.

Amelie: now that's no way to treat your new tutor. (Looks at Dixie) please, be seated

Dixie: thank you!

(Dixie pulls out her chair and sees a mouse and gasps)

Princess Haley: (giggles and picks the mouse up) I thought you said you liked mice...

Dixie: not as a seat cushion.

(Haley puts the mouse back in it's cage)

Amelie: now If you've finished with the excitement for this morning, I suggest you start on your lesson.

Princess Haley: I started with modern art.

(Haley holds up a badly drawn picture of Amelie)

Princess Haley: what you think?

Amelie: delightful...I'll leave you to it

(Amelie leaves)

Dixie: (sighs and starts to mark Haley's work)

Princess Haley: so...how did I do?

Dixie: looks good to me...

Princess Haley: I got 92 on the state exam.

Dixie: well, seeing as you're already so good at math, why don't we do some writing? English is my best subject.

Princess Haley: you're a writer?

Dixie: yes, no, no, but I studied it at school in New York..

Princess Haley: I thought you're from Minnesota?

Dixie: I am, but went to college in New York...

(Dixie sighs nervously)

Princess Haley: you're wondering what happened to me, aren't you?

Dixie: no, no, it's just-

Princess Haley: it's called spina bifida and there is no cure.

(Haley wheels herself out from the table and over to the window in her wheelchair)

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