Dakota left the party sadly, crying softly as she sat down on a bench outside.
Sam walked by and noticed Dakota. He stopped and stood next to her.
"Whoa, D. What's up...Doc?," he added, noticing her costume.
"..."
Dakota: ...love
"Excuse me?"
I put my faith in love
I followed where it led
"Love led you here?"
To my personal circle of Hell
It has not worked out well
I wish that I were dead
'Cause instead of a wedding and love
I'm flunking out of school
A total laughing stock
Someone he and his friends can just mock
So, go on, here's my head
Just hit it with a rock!
"Wait."
Sam stopped her outburst.
"Go back."
Sam: You came out here to follow a man?
Harvard Law was just part of that plan?
Man, what rich, romantic planet are you from?
"Malibu?"
Instead of lying outside by the pool, you stalk some guy to an Ivy League school
That's the weirdest reason I have- -
"Well, why'd you come?"
"...ok."
Sam sat down next to her and proceeded to tell her his backstory.
I grew up in the Roxbury slums
With my mom and a series of bums
Guys who showed me all the ways a man can fail
I got through law school by busting my ass
Worked two jobs in addition to class
So forgive me for not weeping at your tale
"Well, excuse me just because you've got a chip on your shoulder."
"You know what? You're right."
There's a chip on my shoulder
And it's big as a boulder
With the chance I've been given, I'm gonna be driven as Hell
I'm so close, I can taste it
So I'm not gonna waste it
Yeah, there's a chip on my shoulder
You might wanna get one as well
"I'm sorry, but that sounds highly negative."
"Hey, I'm just being honest. When you weren't born into privilege, you gotta work twice as hard."
"Wait! Two jobs plus law school?"
"I haven't slept since 2007."
Dakota sighed, "How do you do it?"
"Well..."
I don't go to parties a lot
Not good use of the time that I've got
Can't spend hours doing my hair and staying in shape
"I don't spend hours."
But I know it'll all be worth while when I win my first lucrative trial
And buy my mom that great big house out on the cape
"Aw, that's so sweet!"
No, that's the chip on my shoulder
I hugged my mom and told her
With the chance I've been given, I'm gonna be driven as Hell
No, I can't take the day off
I just think of the pay-off
You need a chip on your shoulder
Little miss Woods comma D
"No I don't! I just need to prove to everyone that I'm serious!"
"What you need is to get to work."
Dakota brought Sam to her dorm room.
"Make yourself at home," she said before walking into her closet to change out of her costume.
Sam looked at the room. The walls had been painted pink, her bed sheets were pink, the curtains were pink, almost everything was pink.
"Hello, Kitty."
Sam chuckled as he walked around. He noticed a few cans of Blue Bronco on one of the shelves.
"You drink a lot of Blue Bronco, don't ya?"
"IT GIVES ME ENERGY!"
"For when you're up late, studying?"
"What?"
"I said studying!"
Sam looked by Dakota's vanity and noticed none of her law books were out.
"You do study, don't you? Where are those law books?"
"Oh, um...They're under the, um..."
"Under the...?"
"The pile of..."
Dakota came out of her closet wearing a pink shirt and blue jeans.
"Pile of...?"
"There!"
Dakota took a pink feather boa off of her desk. Sam picked up a fashion magazine that was under it.
"They're here somewhere," Dakota frowned.
Sam looked at her vanity again.
"You know..."
This vanity's real picturesque
But it started it's life as a desk
Clear it off and make some room for books instead
He handed Dakota the waste basket and started putting all her stuff in it.
"What're you doing?"
Can you live without this?
Can you live without that?
I don't know what this is
"It's for hair."
"Wear a hat."
Spend some time improving what's inside your head
Out, out, put it in storage
Sell it MeBay
Leave it behind
Out, out, what? Are you angry?
Good, so get angry
You may find the chip on your shoulder
"UGH!"
Ooh, the room just got colder
"Hey!"
But with the chance you've been given, why are you not driven as Hell?
There's just no way around it
You gotta plow through 'till you- -
"Found it!"
Sam smiled until Dakota brought him the book; It was still covered in plastic wrap from when she got it.
Been reading it hard, I can tell
Greek Chorus: 'Tis a gift to be simple
'Tis a gift to be free
Hmmmmm...
"Bye, Justin! Happy Thanksgiving! Say hi to your mom and dad for me! And Grandma Bootsy!"
Sam was sitting at Dakota's desk with his laptop and he had a can of Blue Bronco in his hand.
"What is this? My second? My third? I don't know, but I am loving it."
He took another sip from the can.
"Ah. Define malum prohibitum."
"Malum prohibitum. Malum prohibitum is, um..."
"An act prohibited by- -"
"An act prohibited by law, like jaywalking or shewing gum in Singapore."
"Therefore malum in se means..."
"Malum in se is an action that's evil in itself, assault, murder, white shoes after Labor Day."
Sam chuckled, "Good."
He noticed Dakota grabbing her purse.
"Where are you going?"
"Home of course. It's Thanksgiving Break, remember?"
Sam closed his laptop.
"Interesting."
"What?"
"Well..."
Sam: I predict you will probably pass
"Yes!"
In the bottom percent of your class
"What?"
If you're going for mediocre, you've done great
"That's not fair."
Look, they laughed at me like their laughing at you
We can't win if we don't follow through
Might I venture your vacation plans can wait
"Why do you always have to be right?"
Greek Chorus: Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ria
In excelsis deo
"Bye, Justin! Merry Christmas! Enjoy Vail!"
"Ok, now focus, D! Focus!"
Stephanie was sitting on Dakota's bed, holding flashcards.
"Now, the case of Russell vs. Sullivan."
"Determined that Russell was legally the child's father, even though he was just a sperm donor."
"Gold star!"
They both squealed and hugged each other.
"Ho ho ho!"
Dakota turned around and saw Sam at the door.
"Sam! Uh, this is my friend, Stephanie."
"Hi."
"Hey there," Stephanie smiled.
Sam walked up to Dakota and gave her a present.
"Um, for you. Not as good as going home for Christmas, but..."
Dakota smiled and accepted the present.
"You are too sweet."
"It's a real time saver. Shampoo and conditioner in one."
"Ah!," Dakota screamed in delight.
"Hair care? I love this guy," Stephanie smiled.
"Me too!"
Stephanie's eyes suddenly widened and sh walked towards the door.
"Oh! Well, I'll just leave you two alone then. I'll see you later, D."
Stephanie walked out the door, leaving Dakota and Sam alone.
Then Dakota suddenly wrapped her arms around Sam and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you. You are so adorable to think of me."
"Well, I- -"
"Dakota, hey!," Justin suddenly walked in.
"Justin!"
Dakota immediately let go of Sam and started posing and smiling.
"Have you seen Courtney? I've been looking for her everywhere."
"Yeah," Dakota laughed, "Uh, I mean no."
Justin groaned, "Great. We're gonna miss our flight."
He walked out of the room.
Dakota was still posing and smiling obliviously.
Sam looked at the door, and then back at Dakota.
"Um...D?"
Sam: I don't know if you've noticed before
But each time Justin walks through the door
Your IQ goes down to 40, maybe less
Dakota snapped out of her daze, "Huh?"
Though it's hardly my business to say
Could it be the real thing in your way
Is the very guy you're trying to impress?
Dakota's eyes widened.
"...yes."
Dakota: I've been smiling 'n sweet 'n thoroughly beaten, blowing my chance
Let's not chase him away, let's face him and say, 'hey punk, let's dance!'
This chip on my shoulder
Makes me smarter and bolder
No more whining or blaming
I am reclaiming my pride!
Grab that book and let's do this
Instead of doodling hearts all through this
Now there's a chip on my shoulder
Let's see him knock it aside
Greek Chorus: Ohhhhh...
Daughter of Delta Nu
Show 'em that you're no fool
Daughter of Delta Nu
Go back to school with a big chip on your shoulder!
"Mr. Latimer wasn't stalking, he was clearly within his rights to ask for visitation. Russell vs. Sullivan," Justin spoke in McLean's class.
"But Russell was known to the mother. Latimer was an anonymous donor."
"Well yeah, but without Mr. Latimer's sperm, the child in question wouldn't exist."
"Now you're thinking like a lawyer," McLean smiled.
Everyone congratulated Justin for his skills.
Dakota raised her hand.
"Yes, Ms. Woods?"
"Mr. Huntington makes an excellent point, but did the defendant keep a log of every sperm admission made throughout his life?"
"Interesting, why do you ask?"
"Well, unless the defendant attempted to contact every sexual encounter to find if a child resulted from those unions, he has no parental claim over this child whatsoever. Why now? Why this sperm?"
"I see your point."
"And, by Mr. Huntington's standard, all masturbatory admissions where this sperm was clearly not seeking an egg could be called reckless abandonment."
"...Ms. Woods, you've just won your case."
Dakota's eyes widened.
Dakota: Oh my God...
Greek Chorus: (Wait, hold on, we just won the case)
Dakota: Oh my God...
Greek Chorus: (D got all up in Justin's face)
Dakota: Oh my God...
Greek Chorus: (I am starting to like this place)
Dakota: Oh my God!
All: Oh my God!
"Ms. Woods, excellent work today," McLean said as class ended, "I assume you're applying for my internship. Do you have a resume?"
"I'm one step ahead of you," Dakota took a pink sheet of paper out of her bag and handed it to McLean, "Here you go, and thanks in advance for your consideration."
She held in a loud squeal as she walked out of the classroom.
McLean held the resume up to his face and sniffed it.
"Dear God, it's scented," he turned to Sam, "Three months ago, I would've recycled this. Make sure to put it on file."
He handed the resume to Sam and walked off.
Sam looked at the resume in his hands and smiled.
Sam: Guess she got a chip on her shoulder
Maybe some wise man told her
With the chance we've been given, we gotta be driven as Hell!
She was something to see there
I'm just happy I could be there
First big test and she aced it
She's so close, she can taste it
She got a chip on her shoulder
Guess you never can tell...
With little Miss Woods comma D!
Greek Chorus: (D Woods! Woods comma D!)
(Chip on her shoulder!)
(D Woods! Woods comma D!)
(Chip on her shoulder!)
Sam: You never can tell...
All: With little Miss Woods comma D!