Gatsby and Daisy: The Notebook

This blog is fanfiction of Gatsby and Daisy, but if they were Noah and Allie in The Notebook. And also if Allie did not choose Noah back. 


It begins one late summer night, and both Gatsby and Daisy are 17. Gatsby's been working as a lumber mill worker, and Daisy's in town with her parents for the summer in their vacation house. He's invited her over to his barn, just like he has been doing the entire summer. 



Gatsby is sitting in the living room, twiddling with an old clock when Daisy arrives. She's radiant. He stands up, handing her a small bouquet of orchids.

Gatsby: Come on. I want to show you something. 

They leave to take Henry Gatz's truck, which cranks as it moves along a dirt road. "Young and Beautiful" is playing on the radio. There is something special in the way that Daisy looks at Gatsby. 

Henry Gatz's truck stops in front of an old abandoned house on a glittering waterfront. 

Gatsby: Wait here. 

Gatsby moves inside the house, and Daisy looks around. When Gatsby reappears at the doorway, he holds a kerosene lantern. Gatsby leads Daisy inside. There are Victorian lampshades lit everywhere. The old home looks untended, but right now it glows. 

Daisy: Gatsby, what did you do? Oh my God, this place is gigantic.

Gatsby: One day I'm going to buy it and fix it up. All it needs is a new floor, new walls, and a new roof. 

Daisy: What about me? Shouldn't I get a say in this?

Gatsby: What do you want?

Daisy: Well, first of all, the house should be white. I must live in a white house. And I'd like a room overlooking the water, with a lighthouse so bright I can see the other side.

Gatsby: Okay. 



SCENE 2: Daisy's parents (Anne and John) are confronting Daisy, making it clear they do not approve of her relationship with Gatsby and forbidding her from seeing him.


Anne: There's going to start to be some rules around here...

Daisy: Like what?

Anne: And if your father won't enforce them, I will.

Daisy: Like what, Mother?

Anne: You're going to stop seeing Gatsby. I didn't spend seventeen years raising a daughter, giving her everything, so she could throw it away on a summer romance.

Daisy: Mother!

John: He's a nice boy, but he's...

Daisy: He's what? He's what?

John: Low class. Not for you.

Daisy: Low class?

Gatsby hears this argument from outside. He turns to leave. Daisy, near tears, runs out of the house and realizes he heard the entire conversation.

Daisy: I'm sorry. We could go away. Just start running and not look back. Couldn't we?

Gatsby: Your parents are right. It's not enough. Let's just finish the summer and say goodbye. 

Daisy: Don't do this, Jay. 

Daisy calls after him, but Gatsby is walking away from the house. He disappears into the moonlight. She starts running through the fields, but Gatsby is gone.



SCENE THREE: 15 years later, Daisy is back in town. She is getting married to Tom Buchanan, a young Yale graduate who comes from old money. She said she would wait for Gatsby, but it was an improbable romance. He was a penniless boy off to war. She was from the city. She was wealthy. He wasn't.


Aunt Kitty: Did you see this morning's paper, Daisy? The Herald says your wedding's the social highlight of the season.

Aunt Kitty hands the newspaper to Daisy.

Daisy: Let me see. 

As Daisy opens the paper, she freezes. On the opposite page is a large photograph of Gatsby standing in front of the abandoned house he took her to when they were 17. The caption reads: OLD FORGOTTEN HOME FULLY RESTORED. But in the picture, it's not an abandoned house. It's a mansion, painted white. It is almost colossal with its lavishness, and towers surrounding it like a castle. Behind it is a large lighthouse, one that's shining a glaring green light upon the waters behind it. 

Anne: Oh dear.

Daisy, overwhelmed with unresolved feelings and past memories, faints.



SCENE FOUR: Daisy and Gatsby have reunited, as Daisy goes to visit the mansion that Gatsby has built solely in her name. They are canoeing over the water behind the house. Dark clouds overhead. It is very, very cold. 


Daisy: Why didn't you write me, Jay? It wasn't over for me, you know. I waited for you for five years, and now it's too late. 

Gatsby is stunned. 

Gatsby: What are you talking about? I did write you. 365 letters, I wrote you. Every day for a whole year, I wrote you. How could you not have known?

Daisy shakes her head. She realizes, at once, her parents' operation. But it is all too late now. Her wedding is the next day. This time, it is she who is running away. Pained, Daisy leaves Gatsby's house- and subsequently, their future. 

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