This episode starts with DR. PHIL COULSON addressing a room full of teachers who are sitting at a round table, there are many folders present and cork boards for the accepting folders to be placed. COULSON is the head of the table with seven other teachers there.
COULSON: Thank you all for coming here today. I have asked you all here to help me man a new post graduate program here at Cornell. We have been given this task by the United States government to assemble of group of student to help establish a plan for a post-apocalyptic world. This is a research based program, we are to have them make plans for structures, governments, crops, etc. Then we are to place them in a remote location and have them establish their plans, we'll use drones to watch them and to see how and if their plans can exist in a post-apocalyptic world. The government has asked us to create this program due to all of the increase in terrorist activity, and the doomsday clock being closer than ever to midnight, the government wants to begin studying how to continue a society when there is catastrophic loss. We have been tasked with selecting one hundred of the best students Cornell has ever seen, from all departments, from all majors, to come together and help establish a utopic society in what would be a dystopic world. Welcome to the In Omnia Paratus Program. Translated, Ready For Anything.
COULSON: Any Questions?
As COULSON says "Any Questions?" we see a large auditorium full of students showing that these are the picked students. The students are looking at COULSON with confused but eager faces. There is a hand raised. COULSON looks at it and it is evident in his face that this isn't a student he likes very well.
COULSON : Yes, Ms. -
The scene cuts to the round table room with DR. JARED L. BEAUREGARD placing a folder in the center of the table with the name FREYA OLEANDER, and her photo paper clipped to the front. FREYA OLEANDER is a beautiful girl with long dark curly brown hair, striking green eyes, and pale porcelain skin.
BERAUREGARD: MS. FREYA OLEANDER. She is one of the brightest and most dedicated student's Cornell has ever seen, she is twenty four years old and has obtained her Bachelor's degree in The Classics with a double minor in Medieval studies and Viking Studies. She then went on to receive her Master's degree in The Classics with a Minor in Medieval Studies. She is fluent in five languages having been born in Barcelona, Spain to a French father and a Spanish mother she grew up fluent in Catalan, Spanish, and French. Upon moving to California at the age of eleven she learned English and she learned Old Norse here at Cornell as a part of her Viking Studies minor. Her -
COULSON: Absolutely not.
BEAUREGARD: And why not? She has graduated with top honors for both of her degrees and is a current Ph. D. candidate.
COULSON: Because she isn't a good fit. Her low moral standings sets a bad example for the other students, this is a prestigious opportunity and I don't want to give other students the impression that if you sleep with your professor you too can be admitted into the most selective program that Cornell has ever offered. We need to pick deserving students who have earned their accolades.
There is a nod from two other teachers DR. QUEEN NIA and DR. CHARLES PIKE. BEAUREGARD'S face is filled with rage!
BEAUREGARD: Excuse me? Are you implying that Ms. Oleander has not earned EVERY SINGLE one of her accolades? That she has not deserved every award she has received over the course of her studies, which I might add, DR. NIA, you nominated her for one yourself. If that is what your implying, you're ridiculous, she did not become the top of her class and receive all of her awards and praise by simply, as you put it, sleeping with her professor. -
ABIGAIL GRIFFIN: If I may interject here… I have to agree with BEAUREGARD, looking over her file and her credentials she is an obvious choice for the program. I think her personal relationship with BEAUREGARD is irrelevant considering she took only one study abroad course with him during her sophomore year of her undergraduate studies. So it is clear that he is not the reason for any of her accomplishments, I am shocked by your discriminatory feelings Tennyson. Shouldn't we place our personal feeling aside to ensure that we are picking the best students possible for this program?
Many of the faculty are nodding in agreement, Beauregard is glad he is not the only one sticking up for her.
COULSON: (Through gritted teeth) Fine. Let's take a vote. All those in favor of accepting MS. OLEANDER into the program, raise your hand.
We see BEAUREGARD raising his hand along with DR. ABIGAIL GRIFFIN, we also see DR. JACOPA SINCLAIR, DR. MARCUS KANE, and DR. MELINDA MAY raise their hands making the vote 5-3, she is accepted.
Back to the classroom where she is asking her question.
FREYA: What exactly is the point? I understand it is a research program but what is our research going to do considering this is just a hypothetical situation we are preparing for.
COULSON: (annoyed)The point is to find out what works and what doesn't. To write it all down. To plan for this hypothetical situation because one day it will be real. Our research will be used to set up a definitive plan which will be guarded and sealed until the time comes for its use, such as the Svalbard Global Seed Vault.
We cut to COULSON in his office with NIA speaking.
COULSON: This isn't hypothetical. We've finally finished the drug that will help to cleanse the world of the lower populations, the perfect population control. Thanks to my company as well as the funding from some of the top world leaders the drug has made it's way onto the market in more than fifty countries. Soon enough the world's population will be threatened no longer by the hopeless, the weak, or the sick.
NIA: What about all the other researchers, the scientist who helped create the drug, won't they become suspicious…most of them thought this was being made to combat future terroristic activity.
COULSON: We tell them nothing. They drug they were working on was meant to be airborne, like a gas, chemical warfare, thanks to some of the higher ups in the research team they took the gas and turned it into a solid form. It's being marketed as a new drug, similar to Marijuana but with affects similar to the harder drugs most junkies are after. The name on the streets is White Gold due to it's white and gold appearance.
NIA: Soon, population control will be a discussion of the past and the world's economic crisis will vanish.
They are sharing looks a smugness on their faces and he is placing his hand on her leg in a sensual way, we can see though on his desk is a photo of his family, his wife, looks nothing like professor NIA.
FREYA is leaving the seminar with her best friend FELICITY CLARKE GRIFFIN and her boyfriend FINN COLLINS. Also their friends JASPER JORDEN and MONTY GREEN. They are chatting about the class and what it is going to entail.
FINN: The way COULSON was describing the program it made it seem less hypothetical and more real.
FELICITY: Oh FINN stop being dramatic, your always looking for conspiracy theories.
MONTY: Well, FELICITY, he does always end up being right.
FREYA: Yeah but honestly if there was an impending doom to the world I highly doubt they would rely on literally just us 100 students to figure out the world. Also, we would have gotten more details I hope on how the world was in danger, chemical warfare, nuclear, famine….
JASPER: Buzzkill.
Everyone laughs. FINN'S gaze goes over to a girl, RAVEN REYES who is walking in front of them a ways talking to another student. FREYA notices his gaze as does FELICITY. FELICITY sees who he is looking at and looks down with a guilty look.
FREYA: I heard she's taking the break up well. She's keeping busy, she helped build one of the new buildings on campus.
FINN nods uncomfortably.
FREYA is walking to the dorm where the 100 students will be staying, she enters into the room and notices that it is co-ed room, there is a living room and kitchen and then to the left is the girls bedroom and bathroom, three beds or in the bedroom, the other side is identical but for boys. She begins to place her things in her room when she notices the next girl to come in, it is ANYA TRIKRU. FREYA runs to hug her
FREYA: ANYA!
Flashback to the selection committee. NIA is placing ANYA'S file down in the center of the table.
NIA: ANYA TRIKRU, she is twenty six years old and a doctoral candidate here at Cornell. She received her bachelor's here in Feminist, Gender, and Sexuality studies with a minor in inequality studies. She received her masters in sociology. Her research has not only gotten her attention from the school but also nationally. She has had her research published many times in many different academic journals.
SINCLAIR: I agree that someone with her type of experience and tenure is definitely a plus.
Her file gets put onto the yes board.
FREYA: ANYA! I'm so glad you're here!
ANYA: I've missed you so much, little one.
FREYA: Hey, I'm not a freshman anymore and you aren't my RA.
ANYA: You're right, I'm your room mate now. What do you think of this program they have us in?
FREYA: I don't know, I mean I think the research can do some good it's just the practical part of being put in the woods all 100 of us and being left to our own devices while the professors watch us via drones just gives me too much of a Lord of the flies vibe.
They hear someone else enter the dorm, they go out into the living room area and see BECK OLIVER, Freya's ex boyfriend from long ago. They both go and greet him. In walks BELLAMY BLAKE and JOHN MURPHY. They are looking at the other three with not so happy looks. ANYA is the first to notice those two and says,
ANYA: Looks like this is going to make for an interesting year. We have Cornell's top two jerk's and an ex-boyfriend, well not mine, but hey.
BELLAMY, smirks as he walks over and gives her a half hug and his eyes shift to FREYA who meets his gaze
BELLAMY: I really can't seem to get rid of you, huh?
FREYA: Apparently not, (Now looking at BECK and being sarcastic but she's pretty bad at it.) BECK, I thought I had gotten rid of you.
She is smirking, He understands her sarcasm since they dated and he embraces her in a hug and says,
BECK: It's good to see you too.
MURPHY: Wait, you mean, you two used to date? Freya, you actually dated someone who wasn't old enough to be your dad?!
He snickers along with BELLAMY and FREYA rolls her eyes, suddenly they hear another voice, an unfamiliar one, it seems their last room mate snuck in while they were talking. She is NYSSA AL GHUL and she is in the kitchen with six shot glasses and a bottle of liquor.
NYSSA: On that note, shall we have a drink?
NYSSA is a beautiful tall brunette who is mixed Caucasian and Asian descent. Everyone is looking at her with confused looks because they don't know her, and they generally know everyone. NYSSA senses their confusion
NYSSA: My name's NYSSA, by the looks on all of your faces, you don't know who I am…..
ANYA: No, sorry, did you attend Cornell for your undergrad?
NYSSA: I did actually, well in theory anyway. I was in the same graduating class as you, but I studied abroad almost every semester, I was an Asian Studies major, So I've been almost everywhere in Asia studying their cultures, anyways, cheers?
She was pouring the shots while she was talking and now she grabs one and holds it up and the others follow in suit and they all say cheers before downing their shot.
FREYA is in class with BELLAMY, STAVO, ANYA, FELICITY, FINN, RAVEN, OCTAVIA, JASPER, and MONTY. They are all in DR. MARCUS KANE'S class.
KANE: Welcome, for those of you who don't know me, I'm DR. KANE, I am a professor with the college of Agriculture and Life Sciences. I know many of you here aren't affiliated with that particular college but we think that it is important to learn the essentials of every aspect of survival. In order to have the best post-apocalyptic society we need one that incorporates all areas of study. We need for all the areas to come together, figure out how to problem solve and come up with solution…..(He continues speaking in the background but the students are talking to each other.)
FREYA: Like, how did they come up with these groups?
ANYA: Right, I mean, RAVEN'S an engineer, OCTAVIA I think she did something with health, same as FELICITY. FINN is a government student. BELLAMY and you are degree twins. STAVO, government. MONTY, computer engineering. I mean JASPER'S the only agriculture student here.
FREYA: This whole program is throwing me for a loop I mean -
KANE: MS. OLEANDER, did you have a question?
FREYA is thrown off because she didn't realize he could here them whispering. BELLAMY and his friend STAVO are smirking her way
FREYA: Oh, uh, I was just wondering how my degree would be useful to helping someone with an agriculture degree, I mean, I guess I'm just unsure how this whole program is supposed to work still.
KANE: Tell me something. As a, classics major, right? Yeah, so, have you ever learned of civilization who have had wars over food, had contributors to science persecuted or even had shortages in food that could have been avoided.
FREYA: Well, yeah.
KANE: Can you name some, just any you can think of off the top of your head.
FREYA: I mean, Rome went to wars over grain shortages, their leaders in and out of power over it. They razed Corinth so they couldn't plant on their land again. The entire British empire was made on the consumption of goods trade from other nations, especially food.
KANE: Exactly. JASPER, as our representative from the college, would you have known about any of that?
JASPER: Definitely not. But, why, would I need to? Especially in a post-apocalyptic world, when would that be information be necessary? I mean, is Tribeck going to be there hosting Jeopardy tournaments on the regular?
FREYA: Funny.
KANE: No, I see why he'd think that. I mean in a post-apocalyptic world, do you think their will be just one society? There is going to be many small bands of societies that are going to have to work together, much like today. What Freya and her knowledge could bring is that she knows what's happened before, she might know how to avoid a war with another society, she might be able to use her knowledge to begin trade with other communities. It's all relevant. Every single major plays a factor in every field, that's what you are to determine here, that's what you guys need to do, figure out how to make your major useful. Homework, I want those of you with similar majors to work together come up with some ideas as to how your major relates to what we'll study here in my class. Be ready to discuss these ideas with next class. That's all.
We see BEAUREGARD in his office, he is looking slightly overwhelmed and FREYA enters the room unnoticed by him, she is sitting across from him and after a few moments she makes a noise causing him to notice her, she is smirking and he smiles at her.
BEAUREGARD: Don't worry, I fed the cat this morning.
FREYA: Lynx, his name is Lynx….What are you doing on campus so late?
BEAUREGARD: (annoyed) COULSON wants us to hit the ground running so I've been doing research for Monday's classes, I'm really not sure where to start, I'm not sure exactly what he wants. But we have a staff meeting tomorrow, maybe I'll get some clarity then.
FREYA: (sensed his annoyance) Why do you let COULSON get under your skin so bad? We all know he's a dick, but he can't be that horrible….
BEAUREGARD immediately stops packing up his things and looks her dead in the eyes.
BEAUREGARD: Seriously?! He tried to bar you from the program just because you're my girlfriend, he's a horrible self-entitled man.
This information is news to FREYA, she hadn't been aware of this prior to this conversation but she is no stranger to hearing backlash about their relationship
FREYA: Wait? What? If he didn't want me in the program and he is the director, how am I here?
BEAUREGARD: I presented your file anyways….
FREYA is giving him a look of disapproval and he knew she would
BEAUREGARD: What?! Don't give me that look. It wasn't fair, this program is going to do so good and you're needed to make sure it does good, it wasn't fair that he didn't want you in it because your 'morally reprehensible'-
FREYA: Excuse me?!
BEAUREGARD: What, no, I didn't say you were, he did. He said he didn't want the other students to think that if they slept with their professors they could succeed too.
FREYA: Oh is that all I did. Yeah, Whatever. I don't care what he thinks of me, but I do care that you proved his point.
BEAUREGARD: How did I do that?
FREYA: You brought my file, I don't think you did it because I'm just a good student because in reality you don't really know, I've only taken one of your classes over five years ago because we agreed that if we were going to date you couldn't be my professor. You took my file to the selection committee because I was your girlfriend. You proved his point, that I only got into this program not because of my accomplishments in the classroom but because of you.
BEAUREGARD: You may not have been my student but I know how amazing you are and you deserved a spot. He was never going to acknowledge your accomplishments because of me, I choose to make sure I showed everyone else how amazing you were so they would override his bias.
FREYA: But that wasn't your choice to make. You can't make choices like that for me.
It is evident she is upset and BEAUREGARD is sympathetic to it. FREYA gets up to leave and he grabs her arm to stop her.
BEAUREGARD: Where are you going?
FREYA: I just need some air. I need some time to think.
He let's her leave, he watches her as she leaves.
We see FREYA turning the corner from BEAUREGARD'S hallway and down another, she comes up to an office door and she takes a deep breath in before knocking on the door…We hear a 'come in' and she opens the door, she sits down and then stands up, and then sits back down. As she was coming in DR. NIA was leaving, fixing her hair and DR. COULSON was fixing his shirt as he takes a seat behind his desk to talk to Freya.
COULSON: What can I help you with MS. OLEANDER?
FREYA is a bit frazzled she is not sure what to say she just knows she has to say something.
FREYA: I want out of the program.
COULSON sits up in his chair and is annoyed but calmly replies to her.
COULSON: Why is that?
FREYA: Because I know you think I didn't earn my spot, so if you think I don't deserve to be here then I don't want to be here.
COULSON: Well I was out voted, it doesn't matter what I think at this point, this is government mandated program, the funding provided for the program is for the students names we have already sent in so it isn't as easy as just declining, not now. You received your acceptance letter did you not?
FREYA: Yes but that was before -
COULSON: Then you know, you're locked in, now is that all? It is late and I don't think you should be visiting at these hours…It doesn't look right.
FREYA now annoyed by his words she can feel her blood beginning to boil.
FREYA: What have I done that is so "morally reprehensible" and makes you believe that I am such a horrible human being?
COULSON: (sarcastically chuckles) Well for one, your sense of entitlement is a bit of a turn off. If you haven't noticed your one in one hundred students in the program, you're not the most accomplished here, there are plenty of students who would have loved to have a spot in this program that didn't get one because they aren't sleeping with their professors, then you want to come in here and try to give up your spot, knowing it can't be filled now, because you realize that you don't deserve it?
FREYA: (sarcastically) Tell me how you really feel.
COULSON: It's true, I don't like you. I don't think you're a good fit to represent Cornell in this program, you think it's cute, to be dating your professor, a man old enough to be your father. What you don't understand is that you are ruining this mans careers and credibility that he has been working so hard to obtain throughout his life, he has been working on this career since before you were even born. So I do have a problem with you being here and working so closely with him because it is just highlighting your lack of class and morals. It is taking away the intended focus of the program and opening it up to scandal.
FREYA is furious at what she is hearing but she is smiling.
FREYA: I can appreciate your honesty but there are a few issues with your argument. I never "slept" with my professor as you put it, not that my sex life is any of your business. Also, last I checked like you said he is old enough to be my father, which I would assume makes him a pretty responsible guy, so why aren't you holding him just as accountable for our relationship, It's not like I'm holding a gun to his head or anything. I only took one of his classes anyways so I dare say my entire academic success isn't thanks to him, I graduated with top honors and top of my class so I daresay I built a name for myself, like you said I am one in one hundred students in this program I highly doubt I alone could draw scandal to it. I mean the director having an affair with one of his faculty? Now that could draw scandal.
COULSON: Excuse me?
FREYA: Look we all know your on your third wife, and if the rumors are true you're already looking for a fourth wife in DR. NIA….Aren't you her boss?
On that note she stands up and goes to leave before she does she turns and smiles at him saying,
FREYA: See you in class on Monday.
When she leaves she sees BEAUREGARD sitting on a bench outside the office she tries to ignore him there and she continues to walk away from him. He follows behind her and says
BEAUREGARD: I knew you were going to come here, you can never let things go.
FREYA stops and whips around facing him, she is angry.
FREYA: Are you kidding me?! This isn't what I signed up for. I'm with you because I fell in love with you not because I wanted to be labelled a whore or whatever he thinks. I know I've heard it all before but it has been five years, FIVE YEARS and still nothing is different. I'm tired of the double standard. I'm tired of being told that I am ruining your career. What about my career? What because I'm a young woman I should have known better than to do something like this? Last time I checked we were both consenting adults.
BEAUREGARD: You don't think I get scrutiny too? Do you know how many students have come to my office hours asking if there is anything they can do to bring their grade up like it's some weird porno they've seen on the internet. Shit, BROOKE literally just tried that earlier today and classes haven't even started yet.
FREYA: BROOKE as is BELL'S girlfriend BROOKE MADDOX?...Never mind. I get it but it is just frustrating and now that we are working so closely I feel like it is only going to get worse.
BEAUREGARD: Then maybe we should take a break for a while.
FREYA was looking down but upon hearing this her head shoots up and she is looking at him shocked, she was not expecting him to say that.
BEAUREGARD: I mean what do you want to do? You're unhappy with all this! I don't like arguing with you, I love you! It's not like I'm going to start seeing anyone else and it's not like we aren't going to see each other. Just for a while, let's focus on our work…Don't worry, I'll still take care of Lynx.
He obviously through in that last bit to try and bring out a smile from her, it didn't work. She looks down because she is about to cry but doesn't want him to see.
FREYA: Okay, fine. Whatever. I really have to go now. See you in class Monday.
She turns and begins to walk away and she wipes her eyes as she goes.
BEAUREGARD: FREYA, come on. Stop! We don't have to do this! I was just trying to help.
It's too late she is gone and out of sight. He is left standing their with his hands on his head looking frustrated and confused.
FREYA enters her dorm room to see a lot of people in the living room, she sees BELLAMY with his girlfriend BROOKE in the kitchen along with MURPHY, STAVO, NATE MILLER, OCTAVIA, and EMMA DUVAL. She looks into the living room and she sees ANYA with FELICITY, FINN, MONTY, JASPER, and BECK. FREYA quickly wipes her eyes so no one can see she is crying, BELLAMY watches her walk over to her friends and he notices her wipe her eyes before plastering a fake smile on her face and accepting a drink. He was watching too closely because BROOKE is looking at him like she is waiting for him to respond.
BROOKE: BELLAMY, did you hear me?
BELLAMY: No, sorry, what?
BROOKE: I said, what time are we leaving to go to the bar?
BELLAMY: Oh, um, I think HARPER said it's reserved the whole dorm starting at 10pm. So I guess around then. Shall we just pre-game until?
OCTAVIA: Yes please!
BELLAMY: Slow down little sis, just because your twenty one now doesn't mean I want to watch my sister get wasted.
OCTAVIA: I'm twenty one now, it means I don't need you to monitor my alcohol.
She smirks at him before pouring herself another drink and going to sit in the living room with everyone else. Speaking of….we see FELICITY snuggling with FINN on the couch.
FELICITY: FREYA, how's BEAU?
FREYA: Fine. I don't really want to talk about him tonight though, tonight I just want to spend time with my best friends.
FINN: Cheers to that!
The rest of the people in the room come into the living room, this includes EMMA, STAVO, MILLER, BROOKE and BELLAMY. They are gathering around.
EMMA: Time for a game of truth.
FREYA stands up and leaves the couch for a moment.
FREYA: If we're going to play that juvenile game, I'm going to need another drink first. Anyone else need another?
She looks around, no one does.
JASPER: No, because we're all drinking like normal people, take it easy FREYA.
She just turns and goes to get another drink.
EMMA: Remember, if you don't want to answer the question you have to take a drink. Everyone got it?
She leaves and comes back with a drink. She sits back on the couch. She is sitting next to ANYA on one side and BELLAMY is on the other, BROOKE sits on the ground in front of him with EMMA sitting to her right. Everyone has a drink they're pre-gaming.
JASPER: I'll go first.
JASPER is looking around the circle and thinking. He settles on OCTAVIA.
JASPER: OCTAVIA. Are you single? And if so, do I have a chance?
JASPER and MONTY high five. BELLAMY casts a looks at JASPER. OCTAVIA is flattered.
LAERTES: JASPER.
JASPER: What?!
OCTAVIA: I am and you don't…My turn, ANYA. Out of everyone in the room, who are you most attracted to and why?
ANYA: Oh god, I got to go with BELLAMY unfortunately. He's got a little Asian in him and he looks pretty good with his shirt off.
OCTAVIA: Eww.
BELLAMY is smirking at ANYA she just scowls back.
ANYA: I still hate you. Anyways, MURPHY. Same question.
MURPHY: I'll go with OCTAVIA, don't kill me, BELLAMY.
BELLAMY sends a look at a blushing and smiling OCTAVIA. She sees BELLAMY giving her a look
OCTAVIA: What, I can't help it if people think I'm pretty.
Everyone is laughing except BELLAMY.
MURPHY: …Okay, BECK. What really happened between you and FREYA?
BECK doesn't even think about this one for a more than a second.
BECK: Yeah, I'm not touching that one.
He takes a big swig of her drink.
MURPHY: Oh come on.
FREYA smirks. MURPHY is disappointed. BECK just moves on.
BECK: BELLAMY. Screw, Marry, Kill. FELICITY, ANYA, and FREYA.
BROOKE and EMMA laugh. BROOKE looks up to BELLAMY who is looking down at his drink. BROOKE takes it from him.
BROOKE: I want to hear this one.
FELICITY: Right, he hates us all so much.
All eyes on BELLAMY.
BELLAMY: It's true, this is a tough one, because I can only kill one of you. Sorry FELICITY but I'm going to kill you, FINN might kill me if I say anything else anyways. Also, you talk, A LOT, I don't think I could listen to that in bed or for the rest of my life.
FELICITY: Fair enough, I'll take it as a compliment.
She smiles and drinks her drink.
BELLAMY: Oh god, now it's between the terror twins.
They are both sitting next to him smirking his way.
BELLAMY: Fine, I guess I'd screw ANYA, we'd probably have a good time and I'd marry FREYA, I figure we'd have some pretty good hate sex all the time after annoying each other.
ANYA: I think he just said he'd like to have hate sex with you.
FREYA: He'd only marry me because then he could divorce me, and I'm okay with that. Cheers.
BELLAMY agrees with that and they bump cups. EMMA is looking at her phone and she looks up to everyone
EMMA: Shuttles here! Let's get to the bar! Come on guys.
Everyone is at the club and they are drinking and dancing, we see JASPER and MONTY joking and laughing and FINN is coming up behind them, we see FREYA taking shots with FELICITY and ANYA They just finished taking a shot.
FREYA: Another one please.
The bartender goes to make them one.
ANYA: You got to slow down, What's up with you tonight? Generally it's you who can't keep up with me.
FREYA: I just have a lot on my mind and I'd really like for my mind to just turn off, for once.
ANYA: Well, if it doesn't you can always unload it on me.
They have their shots in front of them. ANYA smiles at FREYA and she smiles back, and they take their shots.
FREYA: Thanks, but, this too shall pass. Let's go dance.
They leave the bar to go do that. Down further at the bar we see STAVO sitting there with a drink and he is watching BELLAMY and BROOKE kiss as they are dancing on the dance floor. He is watching them a little too close. EMMA comes and sits beside him. She orders a drink and that's when he notices she is there. She is looking at him with a smile, he just shakes his head.
STAVO: Say it, I'm pathetic.
EMMA: I wasn't going to say that.
They are silent for a few moments.
EMMA: Why don't you guys just tell BELLAMY what's been going on between you and BROOKE?
STAVO: Because I'd like to stay alive and not lose my best friend.
EMMA: You don't think you'll lose him when he finds out anyways?
He looks at her and then just takes a big sip of his drink.
EMMA: Look, BROOKE is my best friend, but, she's not the girlfriend type, not right now anyway, she enjoys the attention too much, from everyone. Don't let her suck you in.
STAVO: Too late.
EMMA'S drink arrives, she picks it up and is about to leave to go to the dancefloor.
EMMA: Well, don't say I didn't warn you.
Next we see a boy named PASCAL walking over to a girl dancing on the dancefloor, HARPER. He grabs her and says,
PASCAL: Hey, HARPER, I got it. I got us some Wild Fire.
She stops dancing and looks happy at him
HARPER: Shhh. Not so loud, let's go over here!
She pulls him over to the men's restroom and they go in and make sure no one is there. PASCAL pulls out the drug from his pocket and it looks a lot like weed but it is white. He begins to roll it up into a joint.
PASCAL: Are you sure this stuff is cool?
HARPER: Totally, this is the newest stuff out there, the effects are supposed to be awesome without any hangover or withdrawal feeling in the morning
They light it up and begin smoking it. Suddenly they hear the door to the bathroom creak open and they scramble to put the joint behind their back and waft the smoke away, to their surprise is it FREYA.
FREYA: What are you guys doing in here?
HARPER: Nothing.
PASCAL: Hooking up.
HARPER: What are you doing in here, it's the men's restroom…
FREYA: The line for the woman's restroom is too long. Anyways, my twin brother is a drug addict, so I'm not buying it, what are you guys smoking?
HARPER pulls out the joint and shows her.
HARPER: Wild Fire.
FREYA: Never Heard of it, which is surprising because my brother has literally done everything.
HARPER: Wanna hit?
This question makes her uncomfortable and she begins to pick at her skin, after a few moments she answers and says
FREYA: You know what, the kind of day I've had, yeah….I do.
She is about to take the joint from HARPER when suddenly OCTAVIA comes in and sees what is going on and grabs FREYA by the arm.
OCTAVIA: What the hell? Are you guys smoking a joint? FREYA, No, not happening, come on.
She is pulling her out of the bathroom. On the way out HARPER can be heard saying "your lose loser!" After they get out of the bathroom OCTAVIA turns to FREYA and angrily says,
OCTAVIA: Did you really smoke that thing?! What were you thinking? You're so much better than that….
FREYA: You don't even know me! How do you know who I am and what I'm better than. I could be a terrible person, a murderer. I mean haven't you heard, I'm morally reprehensible, I mind as well add junkie and alcoholic to my resume.
OCTAVIA can tell she is wasted. She's pretty drunk too but she isn't having it. Suddenly BELLAMY comes up looking concerned for his sister.
BELLAMY: O, what's going on?
BELLAMY is looking at FREYA and OCTAVIA, FREYA is crying angrily and OCTAVIA is looking at her like a pissed off mom. Laertes looks confused.
OCTAVIA: FREYA was smoking a joint in the bathroom, oh and if you haven't noticed she's wasted, more than me or you.
FREYA: Wrong. Well, yeah I am wasted, but I didn't smoke anything, you stopped me before I could!
BELLAMY is angry and confused he doesn't really know what to do.
BELLAMY: What the hell FREY! Come on you two, I'm taking you both home.
FREYA: (crosses her arms) Like hell you are! I don't want to go home yet. Why do you care anyways, you hate me!
BELLAMY doesn't care what she is saying and he just picks her up and carries her outside of the bar with OCTAVIA right behind, FREYA is cry yelling the whole time. He sits her down on a bench outside, OCTAVIA sits down next to her.
BELLAMY: Okay, I'm going to go inside and pay our tabs and call us an uber, O, just sit here with her. I'll be right back.
OCTAVIA nods and he head back inside, they are both sitting in silence with their arms crossed for a while until FREYA sighs and unfolds her arms.
FREYA: I'm sorry. I've just had a shitty day, I know that's no excuse, you really did save my ass back there. But I mean you really don't know me, so why? Why do you care so much?
OCTAVIA: I don't know, I guess I kind of look up to you.
This shocks FREYA.
OCTAVIA: I know I don't know you all that well but being that you and BELLAMY have known each other for your entire college careers and being that you both study the same thing and you guys have this heated rivalry going on, your kind of the only person he talks about so I feel like I know you.
FREYA: Well I'm surprised you don't hate me then if you've been getting to know me through BELLAMY.
OCTAVIA: (laughs) are you kidding? You do such a good job at annoying him sometimes, I'm jealous, that's supposed to be my job.
They share a laugh when suddenly FREYA hears a noise down the alleyway she turns to look at it.
FREYA: What's that?
She starts to stand up and turn that way but before she can investigate BELLAMY is back outside and the Uber pulls up, he turns to FREYA,
BELLAMY: (he's smirking) Alright, do I have to put you in the car too?
FREYA: (gives him a death glare) No, I think I'll manage.
The three of them get in the car, as they pull away FREYA looks behind them out the rear view window to see the alleyway but she can't see anything. But the audience goes to the alleyway and sees a person eating another person a homeless person, their eyes are glossed over and they are eating the other person's intestines.
The scene opens with BELLAMY helping a stumbling FREYA and a stumbling OCTAVIA come into the dorms,
BELLAMY: Okay, okay, we're going in my room, come on.
FREYA: I need to puke.
BELLAMY: Well you're going to need to hold it in a little longer princess, we're almost there.
Once they reach the room Freya heads for the boys bathroom
OCTAVIA: If I hear her puke I'm going to puke, I'm getting us some water.
OCTAVIA heads to the kitchen to get them all water while BELLAMY heads to the bathroom behind FREYA. He sighs a big sigh and then pulls back her hair reluctantly while she pukes. In between pukes FREYA asks him
FREYA: Why are you being so nice to me?
BELLAMY: Why did you drink so much? As long as I've known you, I've never seen you at a single party, or even drinking a drink.
FREYA: You weren't looking hard enough. I had plenty of drinks, in my room, alone.
BELLAMY: Still doesn't answer my question, why tonight? You looked like you just wanted to get wrecked.
FREYA is finished puking. She sits against the bathtub
FREYA: BEAU and I are taking a break.
BELLAMY: I didn't see that coming.
FREYA: Yeah me neither. I found out COULSON thinks I'm a slut with daddy issues, and didn't even want me in this program, so, the only reason I'm here is because of my boyfriend.
BELLAMY: Screw COULSON, we may not be friends or anything but we pretty much have identical degrees, so I know your accomplishments and I know their legit, so does everyone else. Who cares if he had to force them down COULSON'S throat, you still accomplished everything on your own and if I deserve to be here, so do you.
At that moment OCTAVIA comes in with waters and asks
OCTAVIA: You done?
FREYA: I think so.
OCTAVIA: Good. I hate puke.
FREYA: Don't you study medicine?
OCTAVIA: Yeah, so?
They all share a little laugh
FREYA is sitting on the edge of BELLAMY bed, she is taking her dress off. OCTAVIA is already asleep in BELLAMY'S bed. BELLAMY is at his drawers. He is talking with his back turned to FREYA.
BELLAMY: I have a shirt here you can wear.
He turns around to give it to her and she is in the middle of taking her dress off. Damn she has a good body. He looks for a second too long before turning.
BELLAMY: Uh, you could have warned me.
He is extending the shirt to her with his back turned still. She chuckles and takes the shirt from him and puts it on.
FREYA: You can turn around now.
He does. She is sitting there wearing his shirt as a nightgown, it's hot.
FREYA: Why do I have to stay in here tonight?
BELLAMY: Because, NYSSA is sleeping. You don't need to wake her up being all drunk. Plus, OCTAVIA said so, trust me, you don't know her very well yet, but she always gets her way.
FREYA chuckles. BELLAMY turns from her and he is taking his shirt and pants off, he is stripping down to his boxers. FREYA puts her hands up covering her eyes.
FREYA: Who could have warned who now?
BELLAMY chuckles, he turns around facing her.
BELLAMY: I sleep in my boxers so get used to the view, princess.
FREYA uncovers her eyes. He looks good but she's just drunk, she turns and crawls up into the bed and under the covers, he follows her. She lays facing OCTAVIA. BELLAMY lays on his back. It is awkward silence at first. Then FREYA turns over and faces BELLAMY and laughs.
FREYA: Remember the time, what was it, Freshman year?
BELLAMY: Oh god.
FREYA: You had a horrible room mate.
BELLAMY : I knew you were thinking of this story. Yeah, Matt was a douche.
FREYA: What was the bet, anyways?
BELLAMY: It was on the football game, he thought one team would win so I bet him the other would. Whoever lost had to run up and down the hallway nude.
FREYA: And he locked you out of the room. Naked.
BELLAMY smiles and FREYA laughs.
FREYA: I have never seen you look more terrified.
BELLAMY: I was eighteen, scrawny, pimply, you name it. I needed a tan desperately too.
FREYA: Oh I know.
He turns to face her and he looks at her accusatively.
BELLAMY: Oh, you know? What, were you looking at my ass?
FREYA smiles.
FREYA: I was. I mean I lived right across the hall from you and Imogene and I always left our door open. You were standing right in front of us pounding on your door. I couldn't help it.
BELLAMY: Uh-huh. You couldn't help it huh?
FREYA: You had a nice little butt.
FREYA laughs some more. BELLAMY puts his hand on her mouth and smirks at her.
BELLAMY: Shut up.
FREYA: Make me.
BELLAMY looks at her smirk curiously. He puts his arm around her and pulls her into him. He kisses her. She kisses him back. They are kissing for a few seconds, it is turning into a full make out, her hand is in his hair, he is holding her close. They hear OCTAVIA shift next to them, this brings them back to reality. They break apart. They avoid each others eyes. FREYA turns away from him and closes her eyes. BELLAMY does the same, turning away from her too and closing his eyes, falling asleep.