[At School…]

(Toby’s down the hall with Bailey. They reach his locker to find a bright pink poster taped on it. The posters line the halls. Toby picks it up and skims it.)

Toby: Party tonight at Heather Sinclaire’s – 70 Maplewood Drive – eight to whenever – bee-yob? Huh?

(Bailey leans over Toby’s shoulder to look at the poster.)

Bailey: B-Y-O-B? Bring your own booze, retard.

Toby: Oh – oh – right. Duh.

(Bailey rolls her eyes as she grabs the paper from Toby’s hand.)

Bailey: This party looks utterly lame.

Toby: Yeah, I guess.

Bailey: A bunch of whores gyrating while drunken idiots drool at them?

Toby: It’s not like we’re invited.

(Bailey rolls her eyes and rips the poster in half, letting the pieces drop to the floor. She notices Toby watch them a bit sadly as they fall and grabs his hand.)

Bailey: Besides, we have cooler plans tonight, anyway.

(She smiles at him, he gives a small smile back. They continue to walk off, holding hands.)

[CUT TO: JT and Peter at their lockers across the hall. JT is watching Toby in slight horror.]

JT: Toby finally gets some – and it’s a vampire.

Peter: (laughing) His sexiness is too much for mere mortals.

JT: You know, this is the longest we have gone without talking since – since we met.

(Peter shrugs and slings his bag over his shoulder.)

Peter: Sucks to loose your best friend like that.

JT: Yeah.

(Peter plucks a poster off his locker.)

Peter: Party tonight – get your mind off him?

JT: Awesome. (Pause.) Do you know if Liberty’s going?

Peter: (nodding) Yeah. With Russ. (air quotes) As friends.

(JT grimaces as he and Peter head toward class.)

JT: I hate that guy.

Peter: You only hate him because –

JT: Yeah, yeah, because he’s likethis – (holds thumb and forefinger a millimeter apart) –with Liberty. That’s what everyone thinks. But it’s more than that – he just skeeves me out.

Peter: Okay, dude.

[End of Scene]

[At School…]

(Sean’s sitting at a desk in math, listening to music. Emma comes up behind him, taps him on the shoulder, and sits down next to him, putting a party poster on his desk.)

Emma: Party at Heather’s tonight. You going?

(Sean looks at the poster and shrugs. He glances at Abby quickly, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Emma.)

Emma: You can’t plan out your life around avoiding her, Sean. I mean, she’s in like four of your classes.

Sean: (shrugging) I guess.

Emma: And it’s not like you’ll have to talk to her. It’s gonna be huge – the entire school is going, practically.

(Sean nods.)

Emma: Besides, I thought we could – maybe – go together.

(Sean slowly smiles and turns to look at the flyer.)

Sean: What time?

(Emma grins.)

[End of Scene]

[At School…]

(Spinner and Jimmy are outside the MI lab, peering through the glass wall. Darcy’s at a  computer inside.)

Spinner: Go on, dude, do it!

Jimmy: You’ve got to be kidding.

Spinner: Please, man.

Jimmy: You’re so pathetic, it’s laughable.

Spinner: Then laugh and go ask her – please?

(Spinner attempts a sad puppy dog face.)

Jimmy: Fine. Fine. Just so you’ll stop making that face. It’s sort of scaring me.

(Spinner grins as Jimmy grudgingly rolls into the lab. He fakes heading towards a computer, then nonchalantly stops to talk to Darcy.)

Jimmy: Oh – hey, Darcy! I haven’t talked to you in a while. How have things been going?

(Darcy turns in her computer chair to face Jimmy.)

Darcy: Pretty crappy. You?

Jimmy: Good, actually.

(Awkward pause.)

Jimmy: Still doing Friendship Club and all that?

Darcy: Eh, not really.

Jimmy: Oh – that’s cool.

(Pause.)

Jimmy: So, uh, you going to Heather’s party tonight?

(Darcy raises an eyebrow skeptically.)

Darcy: I don’t know. Why?

(Jimmy attempts to cover as she turns to look into the foyer.)

Jimmy: Because, you know – it’d be fun – and you could probably use some fun in your life after everything that’s been going on – you know – uh –

(Spinner is standing near the MI lab, pretending to not be watching every move Darcy and Jimmy are making. Darcy rolls her eyes and stands up.)

Darcy: Next time, Jimmy, tell Spinner if he wants to stalk me, he should have the balls to do it himself.

(She turns to leave, the door closing with a slam. Jimmy calls after her.)

Jimmy: So I’ll see you there?

(Spinner turns to Jimmy and flashes him a thumbs up. Jimmy rolls his eyes as he wheels out of the MI Lab.)

[End of Scene]

[After School…]

(School’s ended and kids are flooding out the front doors of Degrassi, Abby included. Her nose is shoved in a book as she stumbles down the front steps and over towards her car. A few seconds later, Manny scrambles out of the front doors, spots Abby, and chases her down the steps. She reaches her just as Abby’s climbing into the front seat.)

Manny: Where are you going?

Abby: Home.

Manny: Do you have anything planned for tonight?

Abby: Hmm. Taking solace in junk food, hanging with my fourteen-year-old sister, or something equally cool.

(Abby goes to close the car door, but Manny stops her and pulls it open.)

Manny: Actually, no.

(Abby groans.)

Abby: Do you have another girls’ night or whatever planned? Because if you do, I’d just like to remind you what our last girls night led to –

Manny: No, no, not that. The other tried-and-true method of  getting over a stupid boy.

(Abby pretends to think.)

Abby: Cyanide?

(Manny gasps and hits Abby.)

Manny: Don’t make me report you to Mrs. Sauve!

Abby: Okay – okay – I’ll play along. What do you have planned tonight, Manny?

Manny: We’re going to Heather Sinclaire’s party.

(Abby groans.)

Abby: Isn’t Craig coming up tonight? Shouldn’t you be doing him or something?

Manny: (quietly) Craig couldn’t make it.

Abby: Oh, I’m sorry.

Manny: Nah, it’s fine. Very time consuming – being a rock star and everything.

Abby: He’ll come home soon.

(Manny sighs and puts on a bright smile.)

Manny: Parties aren’t fun when you’ve got a boyfriend, anyway. Which is why you’re lucky.

Abby: (sarcastically) Yeah. Lucky.

Manny: I’m only going to cheer you on. You know, when you have all the guys lining up to dance with you?

(Abby snorts. Manny puts her hands up in prayer and leans into the car, sticking out her lower lip. Abby sighs.)

Abby: Get in the car.

(Manny squeals and jumps up, running around to the other door.)

Manny: I can totally do your makeup and you’re going to look totally hot –

(Abby swings her door shut, closing her eyes as Manny continues to babble.)

Abby: This is going to be a long night.

[End of Scene]

[At Bailey’s House…]

(Bailey and Toby are holed up in her room. Bailey’s sliding a CD out of her stereo.)

Bailey: Shit, I can’t find my Marylin Manson CD –

Toby: Which one? Because Personal Jesus is in your CD rack in the H.I.M. case and The Genisis of the Devil is under your bed near your journal.

(Bailey cocks an eyebrow and lifts her bedsheets, revealing a CD lying near an old notebook. She grabs it and stand back up, grinning.)

Bailey: What would I do without you, Isaacs?

(Bailey kisses him on the cheek and begins digging around for matches. Toby grins.)

Toby: Probably die.

Bailey: (laughing) You never know.

(Bailey is about to slide the CD in when she checks her watch.)

Bailey: Oh – shit – it’s quarter of nine. We’re meeting NV at The Foggy Mirror in a half hour.

Toby: (getting up) Killer. Let’s go. You sure you can get the car?

(Bailey waves him off as they walk into the hallway.)

Bailey: I can get whatever I want.

(They walk down the hallway and into the living room, where Mr. McGee is sitting, reading a book.)

Bailey: Um. Paul?

Paul: Oh – yes, Bailey, dear?

Bailey: I need the keys.

Paul: Where are you two going?

Bailey: Whatever. I need the keys.

Paul: Sorry, but Russ already claimed the car an hour ago.

(As if summoned, Russ walks out of his room, twirling the keys around his finger. Bailey glares.)

Bailey: Since when do you even have a life?

Russ: Since I got invited to Heather Sinclaire’s party tonight.

Bailey: Those weren’t invites. They were flyers all over the school. Toby and I could go if we wanted.

Russ: Hah. Sure. Like they’d let you in.

Paul: I’m sure Russ can give you a ride wherever you’re going.

Bailey: I don’t understand why Russ can’t just walk.

Russ: Since Russ doesn’t feel like walking four miles.

Bailey: But Toby and I –

Russ: Can sit in the back.

(Russ smirks and heads for the door. Toby, shrugging, follows him as Bailey stomps after.)

Bailey: I can’t believe this. I can’t fucking believe this. All I fucking want is the fucking car and –

Toby: Bailey, chill. It’s not that big a deal.

Bailey: Russ gets whatever the fuck he wants and I’m left with the fucking scraps and leftovers –

(They reach the car. Russ climbs into the front seat as Bailey and Toby scramble into the back, Bailey still muttering angrily to herself.)

Russ: So, where to, guys?

(Bailey, clutching her bag to her chest, turns to Toby, eyes wide.)

Toby: Uh… just take us to, uh – whats the address again, uh, Bailey - ?

Bailey: The Foggy Mirror.

Russ: Oh, sweet, that’s on the way to Liberty’s! I can pick her up, drop you off, and then we can go to the party.

Toby: Oh. Great. Liberty.

Bailey: (hushed whisper to Toby) Why couldn’t he just give us the car?!?!

(Russ hears, of course.)

Russ: You snooze, you loose, Bailey.

Bailey: You never used to be this godamn annoying. I mean, you were annoying, but never this –

Russ: Oh, look, Liberty’s house!

Toby: Awesome.

(Liberty comes running out and jumps into the passengers seat.)

Liberty: Hey, Russ! Right on time.

Russ: I try. What’s up?

Liberty: Nothing much, just – OH MY GOD!

(Liberty grabs the rearview mirror to check herself out, and sees Bailey and Toby in the backseat. She jumps, clutching her heart.)

Bailey: Nice to see you, too.

Liberty: Oh, oh, hey – didn’t notice you two back there! You really scared me!

(She laughs awkwardly as Toby and Bailey stare blankly at her. Smiling awkwardly, Liberty leans in towards Russ.)

Liberty: (whispering) Are they coming?

Bailey: No need to fear the freaks ruining your social status. We’re getting dropped off somewhere else.

Liberty: Oh, are you going to a party, too?

(Bailey and Toby turn to each other.)

Toby: Not exactly.

Bailey: You wouldn’t understand.

Liberty: Oh, um. That sounds interesting.

(The car screeches to a halt in front of the café. Russ turns towards Bailey and Toby, obviously excited to be rid of them.)

Russ: We’re here! Have fun, and don’t stay out too late!

Bailey: Fuck off.

(Bailey and Toby climb out of the car. Russ turns to Liberty.)

Russ: I’m sorry they’re so weird.

(They drive off, leaving Toby and Bailey on the corner.)

Bailey: That was only minorly painful.

Toby: Let’s go.

(They walk in.)

[End of Scene]

[At Abby’s House…]

(Manny and Abby come downstairs, where the rest of the Pratts are getting ready for dinner.)

Nina: You two sure you don’t want something to eat?

Manny: No thanks, Nina.

Abby: We won’t be gone long, anyway.

(Manny sighs and shakes her head.)

Manny: I wouldn’t listen to her. We’re going to be partying all night long!

(Abby rolls her eyes as Manny strikes a pose. Robby lauhgs.)

Robby: Just don’t party too hard, okay?

Abby: We know the drill.

Manny: No drinking, no drugs, no (finger quotes) ‘innapropriate activities’ –

Morgan: Where is the party?

Manny: Heather Sinclaire’s.

Morgan: I thought you didn’t like her.

Abby: We don’t.

Manny: She’s a total ho.

Morgan: Then why go to her party?

Abby: Heather is the product of a very messy, very public divorce that left her with too much money and too much space.

(Manny puts her hand to her heart.)

Manny: Parties are the only thing that fill the void.

(Manny and Abby laugh as they head towards the front door.)

Manny: Bye!

Abby: See you later!

[CUT TO: Abby and Manny walking up the front steps of Heather’s house. The door is wide open. They walk into the front hall to find kids hanging out, talking, and laughing. They spot Spinner.)

Spinner: Manny! Abby! Hey! Have you seen Darcy at all?

Manny: We just got here.

Abby: She’ll come. What else is there to do tonight?

Manny: It’s not like she can stay home and read the Bible all the time.

(Spinner raises his eyebrows, Manny shrugs sheepishly.)

Manny: She called me the school’s biggest slut. I am totally allowed to hate her.

Spinner: Just tell me if you see her.

Abby: No prob.

Spinner: Oh – and take these.

(Spinner pulls his keys out of his pocket and hands them to Abby.)

Spinner: Don’t know how much I’m going to be drinking tonight.

Manny: How responsible of you, Spin.

(Spinner shrugs and grins.)

Spinner: All those health classes finally got to me.

(Spinner walks off as Abby drops the keys into her pocket. There’s a keg in the corner, Abby sees it and makes a beeline for it. Manny follows her.)

Manny: You’re drinking?

Abby: It’s the only thing that might make this night fun.

Manny: Just –

Abby: I’m not going to be stupid.  I know my limits.

(Abby begins pumping as Manny watches.)

Abby: You want any?

Manny: Last time I got wasted, my boobs went public. I’m good.

(Abby nods and stands up, gulping down her beer.)

Abby: Come on, let’s party.

(Manny smiles at her. They hook arms and walk off into the party.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Sean and Emma are holding hands and mingling.)

Emma: (whisper) See – this isn’t so bad, is it?

(Sean shrugs. Jay sees them from behind and walks up to them, putting his arm around Sean’s neck.)

Jay: Sean! Buddy! What’s up?

Sean: Jay! Hey! Didn’t expect to see you here.

Jay: I work in mysterious ways, my friend.

(Jay finally takes notice of Emma, who’s standing next to Sean.)

Jay: Yo – dude – same hair, different chick –

Sean: It’s Emma, man.

Jay: Greenpeace? Good to see you!

(Jay hugs Emma, who awkwardly hugs him back.)

Jay: Wait – so where’s Honor Roll?

Sean: Honor Roll’s gone,  Jay.

Jay: You two broke up? Man, I’m missing all the good gossip!

Sean: A couple days ago.

Jay: What’d you do?

Sean: She kissed someone else.

(Jay stares blankly at Sean.)

Jay: And…?

Sean: And nothing. That’s it.

Jay: Okay. Right. Sometimes I forget that’s not as big a deal to me as it is to everyone else.

Emma: You haven’t changed, Jay.

(Jay grins and takes a gulp of beer.)

Jay: Never will.

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Peter and JT are in the backyard, dangling their feet in the pool.)

JT: Well, this is fun.

Peter: Dude. We need friends.

JT: You try finding them in this crowd.

Peter: Girlfriends. New girlfriends.

JT: Wouldn’t that be nice.

Peter: There are at least fifty smokin’ girls within, like, ten feet of us. Why aren’t we at least trying?

(JT looks at the crowd of kids behind them, and turns to Peter.)

JT: You go ahead.

(Peter looks to the crowd, and then turns back to the pool, pouting.)

Peter: I don’t feel like it.

JT: Okay then.

(Pause.)

JT: This is going to be a fun night.

[End of Scene]

 [At The Party…]

(Abby and Manny are dancing – Abby’s a little bit tipsy. She looks over and sees Sean, who’s dancing with Emma on the other side of the room. She then turns and sees Derek sitting alone on a couch against the wall. Eyes lighting up, she grabs Manny’s hand and begins leading her towards him.)

Manny: Hey! I was getting my groove on!

Abby: Look – he’s all alone!

Manny: Who? (Turns to look; turns to Abby incredously.) Derek?

Abby: Doesn’t he look sad?

Manny: A little – but since when do you care?

Abby: I just don’t want him to look sad. Come on.

Manny: (shaking her head) I have a feeling she’s going to regret this…

(They push their way through the people dancing and Abby stumbles towards Derek. She plops down onto the couch next to him, smiling. Manny sits down primly next to her, looking embarrassed.)

Abby: Hey, Derek!

Derek: Uh, hey, Abby – Manny.

(Manny’s pulled out her cell phone and’s checking for messages.)

Manny: Heyy.

Abby: So what’s up? Where’s Danny?

Manny: You two are practically joined at the hip.

Derek: He’s off dancing with some girl. I lost him like a half hour ago.

Abby: And you’ve just been sitting all alone since then?

(Derek shrugs, turns red, and nods.)

Abby: Aww! Poor Derek!

(Abby grabs Derek’s hand and pulls him up.)

Abby: Come on. Dance with me.

Derek: Uh – what?

Abby: Dance with me! Come on!

(Derek looks to Manny, who shrugs. Grinning, Derek nods.)

Derek: Oh, okay. I guess I’ll –

Abby: Let’s go!

(Abby drags Derek out to the place where people are dancing. From her spot on the couch, Manny is listening to her voicemail and shaking her head.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(JT and Peter wander inside from the backyard, looking for friends. They spot Tim, Liberty, and Russ, and walk over.)

JT: Hey, guys!

Peter: We’ve been looking for people we knew for, like, an hour.

Russ: Hey.

Tim: Hey, JT – Peter!

Liberty: Glad you could come.

(JT cocks an eyebrow.)

JT: Really?

(Liberty smiles and nods.)

JT: Awesome.

Peter: The truth? This isn’t that much fun.

JT: Party of the year, my ass.

Tim: That’s because all you’re doing is talking. You have to make your own fun.

Russ: You sound like a self-help book.

(Tim shrugs.)

Tim: It’s just what I think.

JT: So, uh, Liberty, do you want to dance?

(Liberty thinks for a second.)

Liberty: Okay.

(JT hadn’t expected this. He does a double-take, eyes wide.)

JT: Really?

Liberty: Why not? Might as well make my own fun, right?

JT: Yeah – yeah – of course.

(Liberty grabs his hand and pulls a grinning JT towards the music.)

Peter: Well, we all knew that was going to happen.

Russ: We all knew what was going to happen?

Peter: JT-Liberty reunion.

Russ: What? They’re not – reunited – why would they be reunited? All they’re doing is dancing –

(Tim and Peter look to each other.)

Tim: I smell bad blood.

Peter: Outside?

Tim: Sounds good.

(They walk off, leaving Russ to watch JT and Liberty, slightly bewildered and hurt.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Darcy, looking a bit grossed out, is walking through the front door and into the party. Grimacing slightly, she makes her way across the room and towards the kitchen. Spinner, drinking a beer and chatting with some people, sees her. Pushing his way across the room, he catches up to her, calling her name.)

Spinner: Darcy! Darcy! Hey – you came!

Darcy: Uh, yeah, Spin.

Spinner: What’s up?

Darcy: Nothing..

Spinner: Have you heard from –

Darcy: No.

Spinner: Oh. I’m sure you’ll –

Darcy: Whatever.

(Darcy rolls her eyes and turns around, headed towards the kitchen. Spinner follows her.)

Spinner: I was wondering if maybe we could, you know –

(He burps. Darcy grimaces.)

Darcy: Um. Ew?

(Spinner takes another gulp of beer.)

Spinner: I love you, okay?

Darcy: Shut up, Spinner.

Spinner: But, Darce –

Darcy: Take a hint – for once in your life – and leave me alone.

(Darcy turns around and disapears into the crowd of people. Spinner stands, watching, his face a mix of hurt and anger.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Derek and Abby are at a table lined with snacks, eating and laughing.)

Abby: You’re actually not a bad dancer.

Derek: What? Did you expect me to suck?

Abby: (grinning) A little.

Derek: Yeah, well, I proved you wrong, didn’t I?

Abby: Yeah. You did.

(Derek goes to grab some chips; so does Abby. Their hands brush in the bowl. Derek clears his throat awkwardly.)

Derek: So, um…

(Abby smiles impishly.)

Abby: Do you want to go outside? To, you know, talk?

Derek: Yeah – yeah. Okay.

(Abby grabs Derek’s arm and leads him out the front door.)

[CUT TO: Sean watching from across the room, eyes furious. He turns to Emma, who’s talking to someone next to him.]

Sean: Let’s go.

Emma: What?

Sean: We’re leaving.

Emma: But – Sean – I thought you were having –

Sean: Are you coming, or what?

(Emma looks to her friends, who shrug. Nodding, she follows Sean.)

Emma: Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.

(She follows him out the front door.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Peter and Tim are sitting at a table full of people, talking and laughing. Tim reaches up to his head and realizes something’s missing. He gets up.)

Peter: Hey, where are you going? We finally found something to do.

Tim: My hat. I lost my hat. I left it inside somewhere.

Peter: Why don’t you just go find it later?

Tim: It’s my favorite hat! Someone’s probably – puked on it by now!

(Peter sighs and gets up, saying goodbye to the others.)

Peter: I’ll help you find it.

Tim: Thanks.

(They head towards the back door.)

Peter: Where do you think you left it?

Tim: Uh – inside?

Peter: This is going to take a while.

[CUT TO: Peter and Tim searching through a messy bedroom.]

Peter: Why were you even in here, anyway?

Tim: I was hanging out with a couple people earlier. The music was giving us headaches, so we were talking in here. I took off my hat because it got hot, and left it here. I swear.

(Tim sighs and sits on the bed.)

Tim: At least, I think so.
(Peter plops down next to him.)

Peter: Don’t worry, man. You’ll find it.

Tim: It was my favorite hat.

Peter: It was a pretty sweet hat.

(Tim smiles.)

Tim: I heard about you and Emma.

(Peter sighs and lies down.)

Peter: Everyone has by now.

Tim: What happened with you two?

Peter: (sheepishly) She wouldn’t sleep with me.

Tim: And you dumped her?

Peter: I know, I know. Ass.

Tim: I thought you loved her.

(Peter shrugs.)

Peter: Not really. If I had, I wouldn’t have dumped her over sex.

Tim: That’s true.

Peter: I was just – so obsessed with finally getting some. I let it overtake me.

(Pause.)

Peter: I guess that does make me an ass.

Tim: Nah. You’re not an ass.

(Peter sits back up.)

Peter: Everyone else thinks so.

Tim: (quietly) I don’t.

(They stare at each other for a moment, then slowly lean in. They kiss.)

[End of Scene]

[At the Party…]

(Darcy’s at a counter in the kitchen, chin in hand, looking bored. Jay, still drinking, sees her and plops down next to her.)

Jay: You don’t look like you’re having much fun.

Darcy: That’s because I’m not.

Jay: And why is that?

Darcy: None of my old friends are here, and I don’t exactly feel like making any new ones – (she looks around, surveying the drunk teenagers in disgust) – especially considering most of them won’t remember me tommorrow.

Jay: I’m surprised none of your Jesus buddies came out to party hardy.

Darcy: They’re not the party hardy type.

Jay: Never noticed.

(Darcy and Jay smile.)

Jay: Where’s the future pope? I thought he couldn’t stand more than five seconds away from you.

Darcy: Spinner and I’ve been over since last June.

(Jay raises an eyebrow.)

Darcy: He lied about being a virgin and slept with Paige.

Jay: (snorting) He told you he was a virgin? What idiot would believe –

(Darcy glares; Jay shuts up.)

Jay: I can’t say I’m not surprised. Spinner isn’t cut out for the celibate Christian life.

Darcy: He’s still in Friendship Club. I’m the one who quit.

Jay: You quit on Jesus? (laughs) You’re so going to hell now.

Darcy: Whatever.

Jay: You’re not joking!

Darcy: Would I joke about God?

Jay: Apparently not.

(Darcy sighs and puts her hand on the counter. Jay covers it with his own.)

Jay: Since you’re not a nun anymore, maybe we could go somewhere more… private?

(Darcy’s eyes widen as she stares at Jay’s hand.)

[End of Scene]

[At the Party…]

(Spinner is at the door of the kitchen, watching Darcy and Jay get up and leave the room together. Jaw set, he stumbles in the oppisite direction into the living room and collapses on to a couch next to Manny, who’s on the phone with Craig.)

Manny: Wait – sorry – I can’t hear you! Maybe I should go outside – the music’s too loud – (she sees Spin and covers the phone with her hand) – hey, Spin! What’s the matter?

(Spinner stumbles over his words, obviously wasted.)

Spinner: Where’s – where’s – where’s Abby?

Manny: Last time I saw her she was headed outside with Derek.

Spinner: Yo, t-thanks.

(Spinner gets up and slowly makes his way towards the front door. Manny shrugs and goes back to her phone conversation.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Abby and Derek are making out outside the house when Spinner stumbles out the front door and over to them.)

Spinner: Abby – Abby –

(Abby pulls away from Derek.)

Abby: Mhm?

Spinner: My keys – I need my keys – I got to get h-home – and t-think about stuff –

Abby: Oh, um, okay.

(Abby begins searching her pockets.)

Abby: Um, what did I do with them? Uh – nope – nope – here!

(Abby pulls the keys out and hands them over to Spinner.)

Abby: Talk to you later.

Spinner: Thanks. Bye.

(Spinner staggers towards his car. He drops the keys, but manages to find them in the dark. Picking them up, he pulls the door open and climbs in.)

[End of Scene]

[At The Party…]

(Darcy’s sitting on a bed in a dark room. Jay closes the door and sits down next to her.)

Darcy: I’ve – I’ve never done this before.

Jay: It’s okay.

(Darcy attempts to protest, but Jay just quiets her.)

Jay: Shh, shh. It’s fine. I know what I’m doing.

(They begin kissing and lie down.)

[End of Scene]

[In Spinner’s Car…]

(Spinner’s fumbling with his cell phone as he drives. With only one hand on the wheel, he flips it open and presses some numbers. It’s on speaker, so we hear the phone ringing and the machine pick it up.)

Darcy’s Answering Machine: Um, hey. You’ve reached Darcy Edwards at 523-9248. Leave me a message after the beep, and I’ll call you back when I can. Okay, thanks, bye!

Spinner: Darcy – right now, you’re – you’re with Jay – I c-can’t believe it, Darce – Darce, you were s-saving yourself till – (hiccup) – marriage, Darcy, I love you –

(Spinner drops the phone. Swearing, he bends down to pick it up.)

Spinner: Damn it –

(The car swerves as he searches for his phone. There’s a loud honk. Spinner hears it and sits up, but by the time he has both hands on the wheel, it’s too late. He collides with a SUV.)

((freeze))