Making Plans for Millie Millie Inbetween

Hello! Hello?

Hello?

No-one's home. Lauren's moving out next week to start her new job.

Leo's has gone back to whatever zoo he escaped from.

And Mum and Mike are working loads.

So, it'll be like this a lot.

Me, all alone in an empty house.

My dream come true!

I'm not used to being an only child.

SHE SIGHS

So, what do I do now?

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My actual life starts next week.

You've got to come to my leaving party. It's going to be epic.

All right, see ya.

Right, what is next, Declan?

Um, the iron.

Excuse me? You won't be taking that.

Well, I'd rather you came and did my ironing for me,

but I've got to be realistic.

Get into nylon. It's crackly, but it's smooth.

Fine, but I'm taking the frying pan.

-Declan.

-I'm using it. I'm making turnipetti.

It's like pasta, but made from turnips.

ALL: Eurgh!

No, thanks. How can I eat when she's leaving?

It's going to be delicious.

-Millie, you all right there?

-Oh, I'm fine.

Just chuck a tea towel over my head, and forget that I'm here.

I didn't mean literally.

Lauren, I know you're busy, but don't leave Millie out of things.

I think she needs something to do.

I can still hear you, you know.

Fine, I've got just the thing.

You can organise my leaving party.

I think I preferred it under here.

I mean, don't you need to be in a party mood to organise a party?

I did my nan's 70th.

It was easy. Got some of those tiny sausages in and stuck on a grime

-playlist.

-Are you two bananas?

Excuse me?

The...milkshakes?

-Here you go.

-And can I have a glass of water, please?

And your hot...

Hello?

-..chocolate.

-Yeah, thanks.

All this stuff she wants. What even is a selfish booth?

That's selfie booth.

This is impossible.

Why can't she just, I don't know, not leave me behind on my own?

Whoa, that girl needs something in her life.

Or someone.

Cheer up, mate. You'll get over a broken heart.

So I've heard, anyway.

I can't believe I'll never hear her sweet voice again.

Declan!

-It's like music.

-Yeah, death metal.

Where is my phone charger?

-OK, Lauren, what about food?

-I've not really thought about it,

but how about individual L-shaped pizzas scattered with edible flowers

and a salted caramel fondue? Who's greeting, by the way?

-Greeting?

-On the door, the greeter?

-Um, Declan?

-Oh, forget it.

-He's so miserable, he'll put people off their canapes.

-You want canapes.

-What even are they?

-Well, they're, um...

I don't know, that's your job.

Leo, you can be greeter, but I'll need to check you're outfit.

Hello? This is my leaving party, too.

Great, then you'll definitely be there.

LAPTOP RINGS

We need to talk about the VIP area.

Hi, Dad. Am I glad to see you.

Hey, Mills, just the person. Listen, I wanted to have a chat.

Me, too. I feel like the invisible girl around here.

HE INTERRUPTS

It's all Lauren this, Leo that. No-one ever asks what I want to do.

-I reckon we can make that work.

-Hello?

-So, what do you think?

That's exactly what I mean.

-Are you getting this?

-Did you hear a word I said?

-Did you even hear a word that I said?

-OK, you go first.

Right, me and Amber have had a chat and we want you to come out and stay

with us in Spain, for the whole summer.

Wow! Dad, that sounds amazing!

-I knew you'd love the idea.

-BABY CRIES

Oh, I better go - Hector needs an intervention.

Right, look, we'll talk details later, but mwah!

Summer in Spain! This changes everything.

-Hi, Mum.

-Oh, Millie, just the person.

Listen, I want to talk to you about something.

Me, too. Dad wants me to...

Two words - hippie road trip.

-Sorry?

-OK, that's three words, but just us two, summer hols.

In this.

Wow, that's...

I know you've been feeling a bit left out recently,

so I thought, let's just do it.

Three weeks, driving around Cornwall in the world's cutest camper van.

It's called Doris.

-Gosh, Mum. That's...

-Amaze balls.

-Yeah.

Oh, I knew you'd love it.

I'm even making some cushions especially - Cornish pasty!

Brilliant!

MUM SIGHS

Whoa, is this your school project on hot mud pools?

I'm making pancakes, like Tony used to.

Maybe it needs more salt.

Maybe it needs clearing up before Grandma sees it.

I got over missing Tony, but his pancakes - never!

TEXT MESSAGE

"Cafe in 5 - operation Millie!" Come on, I'll take you out for pancakes.

OK, what am I doing?

I should just tell Mum about Spain.

Or I should just tell Dad about Cornwall.

I don't even know which one I want to do.

Great, I'm Millie Inbetween again.

I need advice from someone sensible.

What are you taking now?

-Lauren!

-What? I like to make popcorn.

So, that would be Fran.

So...?

-Louis.

-Louis, that works.

So how long you here for, Louis?

Just the summer. Going to save up, maybe travel around,

see Scotland, or...

Yeah, whatever, let's cut to the chase.

-You like our mate?

-Well, is it that obvious?

Dude, you have no idea.

The only one who can't see that is Millie.

-She's a bit like that.

-Millie?

-That's a lovely name.

-OK...

As it happens, it could be a good time to get to know her.

She's at a loose end.

Really? It seemed like she had a lot on her mind.

She just likes worrying.

Oh.

Oi, big ears!

Nah. Still not a patch on Tony's.

I'll still eat them, though.

Hello?

Fran?

Ah, Millie! Just the person.

-Come, grab this.

-What's happened?

I think it's another one of Jake's experiment.

Smells like...pancakes?

That's where the resemblance ends.

OK, plunge away.

-I wanted a chat with Fran.

-Oh, she's out, darling. Can I help?

I doubt it.

Maybe. I'm confused.

I've said I'd go to Spain with Mum,

and a camper van to Cornwall with Dad in Spain.

-No...

-Oh, you are confused.

No, I meant the other way around.

-I don't know.

-Keep plunging.

So basically, you said you'd go on two lovely holidays?

-Yeah.

-I'm trying to clear a sink block with mystery brown goo.

-Want to swap?

-Maybe that's what's wrong.

I've got the world's best problem.

Oh, plunge.

The thing is, Mum really wants me to go on her trip

-and Dad really want me to go on his.

-What do YOU want to do?

-Me?

-Yes, you.

Plunge!

Whoo!

Now we're getting somewhere.

Cheers, mate. I can't believe you're leaving already.

It seems like you only just got here.

Yeah, well, all good things must come to an end.

Thanks - for making me a part of your family, Uncle Mike.

-It's been great.

-You're all right.

Hey, we should have a leaving party for you.

We are. It's mine AND Lauren's party.

Great idea. Has anyone mentioned that to Lauren?

-Cheers.

-Excuse me, are you Louis?

-Yeah.

-You don't know me. Um...

This is from Fran and Jesse.

They were in earlier. They don't want to be seen with you.

Oh, what is it?

It's a list of things Millie's into.

They want you to memorise it.

I can't imagine why. Good luck, mate.

So, what do you want to do?

Come on, I bet there must be something.

Well... OK.

So, this guy came to our school to give a talk.

He'd been to Kenya, you know, volunteering.

Kenya? The Kenya that's in Africa, Kenya?

Yeah, that Kenya.

It sounded amazing. Like, they built this whole school.

Well, you should find out more about it.

I did.

The next trip leaves in two weeks, and they've got some spaces left,

but loads of people are applying.

And you need to put money towards it, but I've got enough saved up.

I'll probably need a hat, though.

-Hat?

-And a mosquito net. But I found out where you get those.

-It's on the 63 bus route.

-OK, OK.

So it sounds like you're going to apply for this place.

What? No.

-Should I?

-Well, it depends.

Do you want to do this or not?

Well, yeah, I do. But...

Well, now I'm even more confused.

If there's anything else I can help you with, just let me know.

Fran was right. I should just do what I want to do.

But, is that selfish of me?

Selfish to want to volunteer?

Come on, Millie, get a grip! I'm just going to go for it.

Everyone else is doing what THEY want to do.

Right, why do I want to join the Kenya project?

And, send.

Now, all I've got to do is tell Mum and Dad.

But that can wait until the morning.

Yes, I'd like to book two places, please.

Thank you. Bye.

-Oh, you look shattered.

-The thing is, I...

-What's going on?

-Oh, I'm just making some plans for our little trip.

Beep, beep.

Such as - surfing school.

-Oh!

-And I've made you a West Country cream breakfast

to get you in the mood. Scone?

So, what's your thing?

Well, I... PHONE RINGS

Oh! Yeah, it's the hot-air balloon place.

Hold that thought. Hello?

Oh, yes, this is Sharon speaking.

I haven't seen Mum that excited since she won a free massage

in the school raffle.

SCREAM

Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee!

I've won! I've won!

I never win anything! A free massage!

Oh, oh! Oh, my back.

-Oh...

-I'll book it this afternoon.

-Yeah. Ow!

How can I look at her directly in the eye

and tell her I want something totally different?

TABLET RINGS

Hi, Dad. Glad you called.

'Millie, hold on to your boots. You're going to love this.

'I've found us the perfect apartamento for the summer

'right on the beach. Look at this.

'And check this out - it's got a pool!'

Wow, it's very...pooley.

'I know! And it's got an elephant-trunk water slide.'

Great.

'Hello?'

A pool, eh? Sweet.

But I thought you were going on a hippy-dippy road trip with Mum.

-So does she.

-Oh, nicely played, Millie Two-holidays!

But I'm stuck in the middle, and they're fighting over me,

-like always.

-Fighting over you? By wanting to take you on holiday.

-Yeah, sort of.

-Oh, poor you.

Look, parents are simple animals.

Like cats.

I'm moving out, which means you're the only chick left in the nest.

Lauren, isn't that more like birds?

Whatever. Look, they just want to make the most of you.

They're not fighting OVER you, they're fighting FOR you.

-Result, you win.

-But the thing is - well, there's something else.

Oh, of course there is. How have you managed to mess this up?

Well... PHONE RINGS

-Fran?

-Hey, Millie. I really need to talk to you.

-Ditto.

-Great! Can you come down to the cafe, like, right now?

OK, I'm on the case.

No, you're not!

-She's coming, into position.

-Are you sure about this?

Maybe I should just, I don't know, ask her out?

-Ask her out?

-Trust us, that will not work.

Go!

Hi, Jesse. I really need to talk to you. A hot chocolate, please.

So, I am in serious...

Did you want to ask something, cute waiter guy?

-Um...

-Eh?

-Something, about art?

Do we like art?

-Yeah...

-Sorry, but what is going on?

And, miming to cheesy pop songs?

-Guys! Can we just focus?

-Would you like to go out with me?

What? Who even are you?

I'm Louis, hi.

Just thought you seemed nice, and maybe we could...go on a date.

Sorry, I've got to be somewhere.

Somewhere else. I'll see you later.

Oh, Millie. Swimming with dolphins or paddling the porpoises?

-I don't know.

-They do sound quite similar.

Oh, what the heck. Let's do both!

-Have you invited everyone yet?

-I was just about to.

-LAPTOP RINGS

-Oh, it's Dad. For you.

-DAD:

-Hey, is that my Mills?

-Dad, hi.

Guess what I found? A kite-surfing class.

-What's that?

-No idea, but I booked us the last two places.

Great. Got to go, bye. Oh...

Everyone's making plans for me.

Why can't I just tell them what I want to do?

TEXT MESSAGE

KNOCK ON DOOR

Millie, it's Fran, let me in.

Look, I'm sorry, we thought he was nice

and that you'd want someone to...

Millie, are you all right?

-Millie?

-I'm going to Kenya.

What?

I've been trying to tell you.

I applied for that African volunteering trip

-and they've offered me a place.

-Wow, that's incredible.

But no-one knows and I don't know how to tell anyone and I don't know

-what I'm going to do.

-And you've got a party to organise.

Yeah, but I've got loads of time to sort that out, right?

Great, yeah, see you tomorrow.

Doing literally everyone.

That solves my problem, because I'm going to die!

Don't panic. I think I know someone who can help.

Really?

Hang on, is his name Louis?

Maybe.

You don't understand.

My sister is actually going to murder me.

-I doubt it.

-You haven't met her sister.

OK, listen, this just boils down to foo-mu-dec.

-What?

-Food, music and decorations.

-Anything else?

-Canapes.

-What are they?

-It's OK, I know what they are.

You do, really?

See, told you he was awesome.

So I might live.

Well, what are you all waiting for?

These were left over from the staff party.

At Christmas.

-Ollie.

-Someone said canapes.

We got lucky. The bakery had one cake left.

-Perfect.

-All you need to do is greet people at the door.

-No way, this is my party too.

-But I need someone.

Perfect.

-Seriously?

-Yep, your name's on the list.

PARTY MUSIC

# Hey now, hey now

# Hey now, hey now... #

-Hey!

-You look amazing.

Look, canapes.

Yeah, I knew that.

Mm, mm.

You look beautiful. I'll always remember you like this.

Have you got brain melt? Because there's only, like, five days

until I see you at the weekend.

-Wait, are you breaking up with me?

-What? No.

-Are you breaking up with me?

-Why would I do that?

I mean, you are a total doofus, but you're my doofus.

Hello, you must be Lauren.

-I'm Louis.

-OMG, is he your boyfriend?

No, he's not my boyfriend.

He's the waiter.

-Could you go and wait somewhere?

-Mhm.

He's cute, though. And he likes you.

This is all great.

Thanks, Millie. I knew you'd come through.

'Hey, girls, y viva Espana!'

What is going on and why is he done up like a tragic matador?

We told him it was fancy dress.

Never mind. I've prepared a little speech and I'm going to mention our

hippie road trip.

Sorry, everyone, I'd just like to say a few words.

Um, it's a big day for Lauren and for me.

I'm really proud of my little baby girl who somehow grew up.

-Mum.

-Oh.

Oh, and of course, Leo is leaving us, too.

-Yeah, it's my party as well.

-Mm?

-Why was this not on the invite?

-Sh.

-But I've still got one of my babies at home with me and, well,

we've got some big plans, haven't we, Millie?

-It's just the two of us.

-Say something.

-I can't, not now.

-So when?

-I could send a postcard from Kenya.

It's going to be magic, I think.

Actually, Millie wanted to say something, too.

-Well, get on with it. It's my party.

-And mine.

I'm so happy for Lauren.

She's off on the biggest adventure in the world -

well, actually, the joint biggest.

-Alongside the one that I'm going to have. DAD:

-Yay!

But it's not a road trip to Cornwall.

-Hey?

-Who said anything about Cornwall? You're coming to Spain.

-Millie!

-No, Dad, I'm not doing that, either.

-I'm...I'm going to Kenya.

-What?

I'm joining a volunteer project

and a village is going to have a new school because of us.

-Whoa!

-Well, I hope.

Sorry, Mum - and Dad -

but I realised I'm not Millie Inbetween any more.

I'm just Millie.

-And this is what

-I

-want to do.

Say something.

That is amazing.

I am so proud of you.

It's fantastic, love. It'll be way cooler than Spain.

Not literally. It'll be even hotter, but...

So you're not angry?

Of course I'm not, love. I'm really proud of you.

Me too. Do you know, I couldn't be any happier?

CHEERING

Um, hello! This is supposed to be about me and poor Leo.

Thank you!

PARTY MUSIC

# Mo ma, mo ma, mo ma, yeah

# We're coming home tonight

# Mo ma, mo ma, mo ma, yeah

# We're coming home tonight. #

-A bit salty.

-Oh, I give up.

How does Tony do it? What's his secret?

-Hey, Jakey.

-Hi.

So it turns out that I'm stuck with this beach apartment

-for the whole summer.

-Bully for you.

And it's got a lovely big kitchen,

so I don't know if you fancied learning my pancake recipe.

-Seriously?

-Well, don't just stand there! Let's bite his hand off.

Yes.

Ooh!

I don't think so.

You all set?

Hey, Millie, saved you this.

It's the goal net from the Academy.

I hear the mosquitoes are huge in Kenya.

Thanks, Leo.

-Mmm-mmm!

-Right, let's get going.

As Buddha once said, there's no sickness like hunger,

-so I've left you a beetroot quiche in the fridge.

-Thanks, Mike.

Right, won't be long.

Do not touch any of my stuff, OK?

I have set an alarm on the wardrobe.

I'm not going to be here, remember? I'll be in Kenya.

Oh, yeah. Right, that is pretty cool -

for a freak like you.

One last selfie?

This is weird, but I'm really going to miss you.

I'm going to miss you, too.

What's all this about, eh?

-We did all right, didn't we?

-Yeah. I reckon so.

Aw! Right. Bye. Love you, Millie.

So I've got the place to myself again.

And I still can't believe that I'm actually going to...

DOORBELL

-Kenya! I have so many questions.

-I'll stick the kettle on.

-Hi.

-Hey.

So I was wondering if you fancied meeting up when you get back?

Just to show me your photos, like - not a date or anything.

-I'd love to.

-Great!

I think I'm going to like not being in between any more.

Big wide world, here I come!