Harbor High School – Day

Welcome to Harbor High School, your typical Upper-class Elite high school in Newport, California. The Brains, Jocks, Socialites, Stoners, and Emo kids, the In and the Out crowd all rub sleep from their aristocratic eyes and head towards the main building.

Harbor High School Parking Lot – Day

Marissa Cooper, eighteen, gorgeous even though she tries not to be in her over sized sunglasses and baggy dress and leggings (think mary-kate olsen 2004-2005). She climbs out of her brand new maroon mustang convertible while balancing a cup of Starbucks and her Lacoste tote.

A stray skateboard rams into her ankle, causing her to falter and spill her caramel latte, as well as the contents of her tote.

The skateboarder sprinted over to help, but alarmed when he sees who his board happened to hit.

Skateboarder: Hey, sorry

Hesitantly he leans down in an attempt to help pick up her scattered possessions.

Marissa: Stop

He persists

Marissa: I said, STOP

She grabs his skateboard and uses it to shove him against one of the many range rovers, the skateboard tip to his throat. He whimpered and she drops the board. The on looking students clear a path and she advanced into the school, slamming the door in the process.

Girl's Bathroom

Summer Cooper, a beautiful sophomore, gazing at her reflection in the mirror while applying lip gloss. Her best friend Holly standing next to her.

Summer: Are you wearing new contacts?

Holly: No.

Summer: You might want to give them a try. You'd look good with green eyes.

The two leave the restroom and head into the hall.

Hallway – Day

As they begin to walk Summer is immediately greeted by a crowd of admirers, male and female alike.

Guy(drooling): Hey Summer

Girl: I love your necklace

The compliments continue as they walk, Holly going unnoticed per usual. Summer just smiles and nods acknowledging her fawning peers.

Guidance Counselor's Office – Day

Jodie Lopez, a nice, funny and easy going senior, sits in front of Miss Rosy, an impossibly cheerful/crazy guidance counselor.

Miss Rosy: I'm sure you'll find that Harbor is very similar to your old schools. Same little trust holding, stuck up shit for brains everywhere.

Her fake smile never once leaving her face. Jodie shifts somewhat uncomfortably in her seat.

Miss Rosy: So any questions Miss Lopez?

Jodie: You know what, not really lady.

Miss Rosy: Well the go on, get out. I have deviants to see.

Jodie stands up to leave. As she turns around and looks up her eyes connect with Alex Kelly's a brooding bad-ass senior who has been waiting for Jodie to leave. Jodie could tell by her smirk that she had a, 'I could care less I could kick your ass' attitude about her.

Miss Rosy looks down at some of her papers then back up to Alex.

Miss Rosy: Well it seems Miss Kelly that we're making are visits a weekly occurrence.

She glances up at her, Alex replies with one of her infamous charming smiles.

Alex: Well I have to say I missed you.

Miss Rosy: It says here that you exposed your penis to a group of freshman girls.

Alex looks at her incredulously.

Alex: You have got to be kidding me I'm a GIRL. It was a freaking bratwurst. All in good fun.

Miss Rosy just nods her head and motions for Jodie to leave her office and Alex to enter and sit down. As Jodie is exiting the office she bumps into Seth Cohen, a lanky comic book loving senior.

Seth: You the new girl? Jodie opens up her mouth. Of course you are. Come on now I'm supposed to give you a tour of campus. Hey so what Dakota are you from?

They exit the office

Jodie: North, hey how'd you…

Seth: Wow, I was actually kidding. I didn't know people lived there.

Jodie: Yeah a few, we where out numbered by the cows though. I mean only 32 students in the whole school.

Seth: Holy shit. We have over like a thousand.

They continue down the hall and out into the courtyard.

Prom posters are everywhere. Seth leads Jodie and points out various cliques.

Seth: So there are your beautiful people in their entire water polo/socialite splendor. Unless they talk you first don't bother. See there, there are the stoners. They just flow through the day in their usual delusional state, sometimes yelling random Rastafarian words or quoting Bob Marley lyrics. Over here we have our Emo friends, they like to wear tight pants, size youth medium shirts and cut their hair so it hangs in there face while listening to bands with guitars whine.

Jodie: So then where do you fit in with all these people?

They enter into the on campus café.

Café – Day

Mellow music and relaxing students. Seth sits with a group of other nerdish guys.

Seth: Fellow comic book aficionado's my friend. All of us art school accepted and…

Jodie stops listening as Summer walks by. Everything seems to go in slow motion. In all her perfection she passes Jodie and Seth without even a glance. Jodie is smitten.

Jodie: That girl, who is she?

Seth: Summer Cooper, sophomore and don't even think about it.

Jodie: Hey what, why not?

Seth: I could start with your hair cut.

Jodie pulls some of her hair into her view then puts it back and punches Seth in the shoulder. Seth winces in pain.

Seth: Ouch man that hurt but anyways. She can't date until her older sister does and that is one mission that even Ethan Hunt couldn't pull off. By the way…lesbian you just got ten times hotter. He said with a pervy grin.

English Class – Day

A room full of seniors all idly doodling in the margins of their workbooks. Ms. Ray continues to drown on. Completely unaware that no one is paying any attention to her because her medicine just kicked in.

Ms. Ray: So that completes are analysis of The Old Man and the Sea. Any comments? Anyone? (sighs) Marissa?

Marissa: Why didn't we just read Holes? This book is about a guy and his fishing habit. Not exactly the most crucial subject. Frankly I'm utterly baffled as to why we read still regard Hemingway as one of the greatest writers ever? He was nothing but an alcoholic with too many cats.

Luke Ward, a well toned water polo player and male model. Who upkeeps his look better then half the girls at the school, makes fun of Marissa from his seat.

Luke (chuckles): As opposed to what a cynical, fem nazi, with no friends?

He gets a few giggle but Marissa ignores him. Ms. Ray is struggling to open up her medication.

Ms. Ray: That is enough Mr. Ward

Marissa: I guess since Hemingway was male and an asshole he should be worthy of our time. I mean what about Jane Austen, Sylvia Plath, Simone de Beauvoir?

Alex sitting in the back row slouching in her seat smirks to her self before she opens her mouth.

Alex: Dr. Seuss?

The class giggles and Marissa wears an expression of intolerance.