Section 1

Sept 18,2000 Anna’s room

*BEEEEEP!!!!!!* *Slam*

Anna: It’s not morning. It can’t be morning. I just got to sleep like five minutes ago.

Jacob: Anna Banana? You up?

Anna: Prick! Go to Hell!

Jacob: I’ll take that as a yes. Breakfast is in five. We’re having bagels and sausage.

Anna: Go away! It can’t be six already. And if you call me Anna Banana ever again I will bash your head in with a. . . Something. I don’t know.

Jacob: I’ll come and get you in five.

Jordan: She up?

Jacob: Yeah, but I’d be risking my life if I went in there to get her out of bed. You do it.

Jordan: Why can’t Caley do it?

Jacob: You’re really afraid of her aren’t you?

Jordan: Shut up!

Jacob: Wuss.

Jordan: Fine I’m gonna prove you wrong. Get me some ice.

(The door swings open. Anna is standing in the doorway with a hairbrush in hand.)

Anna: Don’t even think about putting ice in my boxers. You’ll be wearing this brush in a very uncomfortable place. Now, let’s eat.

(Jacob and Jordan exchange a look and follow Anna into the kitchen.)

Jordan: Are you working today?

Anna: From five til ten.

Jacob: Three til eight.

Caley: Four til ten.

Jordan: That sucks. What am I gonna do?

Anna: Here’s the paper.

Caley: I know I have a hi-lighter around here somewhere.

Jordan: I can take a hint. I’ll look for a job after school. I know I can find something.

Jacob: Yo Queiro Taco Bell?

Jordan: That’s low, man. Really low.

Anna: Did somebody say McDonald’s?

Caley: Checkers. Fresh because we just made it.

(They all burst out laughing.)

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Section 2

Sept. 18, 2000 Maria’s house

*Take me to your leader. Take me to your leader. Take me to yo-* *Slam*

Maria: I swear, I’m going to take a shotgun to that clock..

Amy DeLuca: Honey, it’s time to get up!

Maria: I know, Mom! I have to take the alarm clock to it’s leader. The garbage can. Why can’t I have a normal alarm clock?

Amy DeLuca: We can discuss this, after you get out of bed.

Maria: Yeah, yeah. I’m up.

(She walks out into the kitchen.)

Amy DeLuca: Tell your house guest from two nights ago that he left his wallet here.

Maria: Oh that. . . Michael’s a classmate. We were studying. How did you know that it was from two nights ago?

Amy DeLuca: I saw him asleep on the couch. He was snoring and the TV was on. I assumed you were in your room sleeping too so I didn’t disturb you.

Maria: Yeah, that’s right. You’re not mad, are you?

Amy DeLuca: You’re a big girl and I trust you. Now eat up and get to school.

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Section 3

Sept. 18, 2000 The halls before school

(Maria grabs Michael aside in the halls.)

Maria: We need to talk.

Michael: Maria-

Maria: This is serious.

Michael: What is it?

Maria: My mom found out that you stayed over.

Michael: I thought you said-

Maria: She heard you snoring from the kitchen, so she checked up on you.

Michael: She didn’t see you?

Maria: No. You can’t see that much from the kitchen doorway. She assumed I was in my room.

Michael: So you came here to scare the hell out of me for nothing?

Maria: And to give you this.

(She holds up his wallet.)

Michael: Where did you find that?

Maria: You left it on top of the television and my mom found it.

Michael: Oh. . . Well, I’m going to be late. I promise not to snore next time.

(He slips her a note and heads down the hall.)

Maria: Eraser room. Two o’clock. Michael.

(She smiles to herself and walks down the hallway to her first class.)

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Section 4

Sept. 18, 2000 Lunch time in the quad

Liz: What are you so happy about?

Maria: Would you believe I’m high on life?

Liz: High on Michael is more like it. What happened between you two?

Maria: Nothing. Nothing. I’m just meeting him this afternoon. That’s all.

Liz: Hi Anna. Hi Caley.

Anna: Are you working today?

Liz: No, I’m not.

Anna: What about you, Maria?

Maria: Nope. Anges, our do-nothing, two-hour cigarette-break taker is.

Anna: So basically, I have the whole café tonight?

Liz: Sorry.

Anna: Mondays usually aren’t that busy. I should be fine.

Caley: Have you ever thought of firing her?

Maria: Yeah right. Her husband is a lawyer. She would claim prejudice because she smokes. Mr. Parker doesn’t want to fight that in court. It would be a joke.

Liz: She’s right.

Anna: We could drive her crazy and make her quit.

Maria: Already tried it. She’s not inside enough to annoy.

Anna: Thank God she’s only part-time.

Caley: Where’s Isabel? She usually sits with us.

Liz: I think she’s still mad at us.

Maria: She’ll be fine in a few days. I mean. How mad can she be?

Anna: apparently not that mad. She’s heading this way.

Isabel: Hi guys.

Liz: Hi Isabel. We weren’t expecting you today.

Isabel : I’m not mad at you guys. Max told me the whole story.

Caley: So, what were we talking about?

Anna: How to drive Anges crazy so she’ll quit.

Isabel: You mean the one that takes two hour cigarette breaks?

Liz: The one and only.

Isabel: I might have a few ideas.

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Section 5

Sept. 18, 2000 Eraser room after school

Maria: So. . . Here we are and he has yet to show up.

(She sighs and closes the door.)

Maria: What was I thinking?

(The door swings open. Maria jumps.)

Michael: Talking to yourself?

Maria: If I ever answer myself, you can cart me away in a straight jacket.

Michael: White’s not your best color.

(He kisses her. She wraps her arms around his neck and runs her fingers through his hair. He stops suddenly.)

Michael : Did you hear that?

Maria: It’s probably the janitor.

*Click*

Maria: Oh no!

Michael: Damn it! It’s pad locked.

Maria: Great. Fabulous. Wonderful.

Michael: I guess we’re stuck here for a while.

(He sits on the floor and leans back against the wall. Maria sits down next to him and leans her head on his shoulder. Then suddenly sits up.)

Maria: Wait. You have your powers.

Michael: Oh yeah.

Maria: That is so like you.

Michael: What is?

Maria: To forget that you can get us out of here.

Michael: Do you really want to fight right now?

Maria: Sorry.

(He stands up and unlocks the door.)

Maria: Thanks.

Michael: We don’t have to leave right now.

Maria: Oh. . . What the hell.

(Maria pushes him against the door, closing it while she kisses him.)

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Section 6

Sept. 18, 2000 Anna’ Journal

Isabel definitely knows how to make someone crazy. She turned Anges’s lighter fluid into water and made her cigarettes turn to dust when she picked them up. She also fused her purse shut so she couldn’t buy any more. I also did my part. I rigged the soda machines to spray her in the face and work right for me. I also broke her pencil more times than I can count, and made her shoes squeak. Loud. Here’s the best part. She quit! She mumbled something about a nervous breakdown, threw her order pad at Mr. Parker and stormed out of the café. I’m not sure, but I think I heard Mr. Parker laugh.

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Section 7

Sept. 22, 2000 The Apartment

(Anna flops down on the couch.)

Anna: Alone at last.

(The door slams.)

Anna: Damn it!

Jordan: Honey, I’m home!

Anna: Hi Jordan.

Jordan: Don’t act too happy now.

Anna: I thought you had work tonight.

Jordan: Nope.

Anna: Fired already?

Jordan: So sensitive.

Anna: Gee. People seem to say that a lot.

Jordan: I wonder why.

Anna: Can we talk?

Jordan: Can’t we just avoid the subject forever?

Anna: We’ve barely been holding our tempers around each other. How long do you want that to last?

Jordan: Okay. We’ll talk.

Anna: You start.

Jordan: Last Friday I was going to give you an answer. I came up to your door and I heard you tell Erik that you’d love to go to the party with him. I got pissed off and I-

Anna: Let it out that you went into my dream.

Jordan: I did do that didn’t I?

Anna: Yes you did, and you called me and impatient little bitch who has a cold storage shed where her heart should be.

Jordan: Anna. I’m sorry I said those things.

Anna: You quoted Scream 2. It was very creative on your part. You’re forgiven. Just never go into my dreams again.

Jordan: You know, I was going to say yes to you that day.

Anna: I should have known better. I’m sorry.

Jordan: It’s okay.

Anna: Does this mean we’re a couple now?

Jordan: I thought you’d never ask.

Anna: Does this mean you’ll go to homecoming with me?

Jordan: Yes.

(Anna leans in. Her lips brush Jordan’s and she kisses his cheek. Jordan moves her mouth back to his. She opens her mouth letting his tongue run over hers. She sighs as they move closer to each other.)

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