[ School hallway: Andie and Jack are walking together to their next class.]
A: Omigod Jack! (She shuffles through her notebook, obviously distressed.)
Jack: Don't tell me Andie, you-
A: I forgot my notes.
Jack: Andie calm down. It's barely the first week back at school, it's not the end of the world.
Andie: Jack, you seem to be forgetting called the P.S.A.T's.
Jack: Andie, that's weeks away. You just need to calm down. I'm mean you've been so relaxed since you got back, there's no need to get all stressed out again.
A: I'm fine Jack. I told you I'm better and I am. There's no way I'm slipping back into Andie McPhee of old. She's definitely left the building.
Jack: Just making sure.
A: Oh. What if the teacher calls on me in class? Jack: Andie, you know Economics like the back of your hand. You'll know the answer.
A: Yeah I know, but, you know, the notes are there as a back up, as a fall back, as that net that catches those trapeze people if they slip, one false move and they could plunge to the ground in one fowl swoop if not for that net that will save them.
Jack: Well, (he sees Pacey at his locker as they walk by) you could always ask Pacey for his notes.
A: (Huffs.) Ha. Pacey? Notes? Did I just hear you use those two words in the same sentence? Since our little, our little bump in the road, he's spiraled back into that academically challenged Pacey. He's thrown away all of our (she pauses) his, hard work to get him into the realm of the educationally stable possibilities. And now? As for me, well, I'm not going to compromise my future plans.
[The bell rings for the next period as Pacey comes up behind the two of them.]
P: Hey Jackers, Andie.
Jack: Hey Pacey.
A: Hey..Pacey. (quietly.)
Jack: Late for class?
P: As usual.
Jack: Hey listen, uh, Jen and Joey told me to tell you that we're having a group meeting in the library tonight.
P: Group meeting?
Jack: Yeah, you know, for our psych group assignment? Don't tell me you forgot, team leader? (he punches Pacey softly on the the arm.)
P: Ha. No, how could I possibly forget, it's right up there with remembering that Deputy Doug doesn't have the sexual inclinations of the heterosexual kind. Don't worry Jack, you're definitely not Dougy's type, so you're safe.
Jack: Phew, for a minute there I was worried. Anyway, be there.
P: Sure thing Jackers, but right now, I've got to prepare to be burnt at the stake. Top three in the most tardy list. (he smiles.) I'll see you guys later.
Jack: Yeah, I'll see ya. Library, tonight, don't forget.
[Andie and Jack watch as Pacey dashes off to his next class.]
Jack: (Looks at Andie.) You're not over him are you?
A: (Looks at Pacey and sighs.) Oh Jack, every time I see him now, it's just like, (she sighs), I mean, he's just always there, just there, just Pacey. Eugh. He's so annoying.
Jack: Yeah. I wish he didn't run off to class like that. It's so terribly annoying. (Jokes.)
[Andie rolls her eyes, then snaps out of her gaze and realizes that she's also going to be late for class.]
A: Omigod, (she looks at her watch and starts to get frantic as she runs off to class, she rambles to herself.) no notes and late. Great, just great.
[Jack watches her, smiles and shakes his head.] **************************
[Jen, Jack and Joey are sitting at a desk in the library waiting for Pacey to begin their group assignment.]
Jen: You know, I was thinking, maybe we need to take another view on this whole project thing.
Joey: Jen, it's a group assignment on censorship in society. There's only so much scope for a different view. I mean, it's about people's tolerance right?
Jen: Now, see Joey, that's where you've got to think, is it all about tolerance?
Joey: (Confused.) Isn't it?
Jen: Well, yeah, but who's to say what can be accepted in this screwball little world of ours and what has to be refuted?
Jack: Yeah, I mean, look at me. Because of censorship these days in our small little coastal town, my dad still doesn't look at me as a real son.
Joey: Hm. You have a point. I guess we've all been subjected to judgment one way or another.
Jen: (huffs) Why do you think I got sent here in the first place? You know, being caught having sex is embarrassing.
Joey: Yeah well, my father was the local pot dealing celebrity.
Jack: Hey. I'm gay! Joey: You know what? I hate censorship.
Jen: Well, I'd have to agree with you on that one.
Jack: Hah. Need I say anything?
(Joey and Jen chuckle.)
Jen: Yeah and don't forget Pacey. Wasn't he the one who slept with his teacher? (She asks rhetorically, smirking.)
Joey: Speaking of the embodiment of manhood, where is Pacey? Did you tell him to meet us here Jack?
Jack: Oh yeah. Twice.
Joey: Well, I called him and left a message on his machine reminding him.
Jen: Trust us to be stuck with Pacey for our team leader.
Joey: Where could he be?
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[Dawson and Pacey just finished watching the new release video- 'Wild Thing'. They are walking down the streets of downtown Capeside. ]
(Pacey takes a sip of his soda.)
P: Now come on man. You cannot tell me that that was not the best movie?
D: Um, actually-
P: Don't answer that. I know E.T's right up there, but come on man, Neve Campbell's ass, E.T doesn't even compare.
D: (Chuckles.) Mm.
P: Hold on. Did I just hear Dawson Leery express one shred of interest towards the butt of another female?
D: You know Pace, I've been thinking.
P: Oh god. Am I in for some sort of character deconstruction?
D: Pacey, look at us. (Pacey looks down at his clothes, then glances over at Dawson.)
P: Man, you know, I think we're looking pretty good.
D: We just watched a movie together and now we're walking aimlessly down the streets of Capeside. This is really sad.
P: No, no, no hombre. You got it all wrong. We are walking somewhere. It's just a question of where.
D: So where are we going?
P: Ah. See, that's where you my friend come in.
D: You know what Pace? I'm taking a stand. Joey and I broke it off for a reason. Cause we aren't right for each other right now. And the idea of getting my heart ripped out of my chest again, isn't exactly the most appealing theory, so, we're going in there.
(Dawson looks towards a nightclub, lit up with a neon sign, 'Cocktails and Dreams', as Pacey's eyes follow.)
P: (Surprised.) Dawson Leery, I didn't think you had it in you man. (He slaps Dawson on the back.)
[In the club, the colourful creative lighting and smoky haze aren't not familiar surrounding for the two underage boys.]
P: Now this is what I call heaven. (He looks at another girls butt.)
D: Pacey, you better be careful, or you're going to get a slap in the face.
(They both sidle up to the bar.)
P: Ah, I'll have a bourbon and coke and my friend here will have, just a coke.
(Dawson rolls his eyes at Pacey. Two girls then come up behind them. Kim, with blond hair, wearing a mini skirt and halter neck top and Donna, with brown hair, wearing a pair of black pants and midriff top.)
Kim: Hey boys. Me and friend Donna here are up for a wild night. You wanna join us?
(Pacey looks at Dawson and grins widely. Dawson raises his eyebrows excitedly.)
D: Sure.
(Donna takes Dawson's hand and Kim takes Pacey's hand, as they lead the boys on to the dance floor.)
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A: Omigod Jack! (She shuffles through her notebook, obviously distressed.)
Jack: Don't tell me Andie, you-
A: I forgot my notes.
Jack: Andie calm down. It's barely the first week back at school, it's not the end of the world.
Andie: Jack, you seem to be forgetting called the P.S.A.T's.
Jack: Andie, that's weeks away. You just need to calm down. I'm mean you've been so relaxed since you got back, there's no need to get all stressed out again.
A: I'm fine Jack. I told you I'm better and I am. There's no way I'm slipping back into Andie McPhee of old. She's definitely left the building.
Jack: Just making sure.
A: Oh. What if the teacher calls on me in class? Jack: Andie, you know Economics like the back of your hand. You'll know the answer.
A: Yeah I know, but, you know, the notes are there as a back up, as a fall back, as that net that catches those trapeze people if they slip, one false move and they could plunge to the ground in one fowl swoop if not for that net that will save them.
Jack: Well, (he sees Pacey at his locker as they walk by) you could always ask Pacey for his notes.
A: (Huffs.) Ha. Pacey? Notes? Did I just hear you use those two words in the same sentence? Since our little, our little bump in the road, he's spiraled back into that academically challenged Pacey. He's thrown away all of our (she pauses) his, hard work to get him into the realm of the educationally stable possibilities. And now? As for me, well, I'm not going to compromise my future plans.
[The bell rings for the next period as Pacey comes up behind the two of them.]
P: Hey Jackers, Andie.
Jack: Hey Pacey.
A: Hey..Pacey. (quietly.)
Jack: Late for class?
P: As usual.
Jack: Hey listen, uh, Jen and Joey told me to tell you that we're having a group meeting in the library tonight.
P: Group meeting?
Jack: Yeah, you know, for our psych group assignment? Don't tell me you forgot, team leader? (he punches Pacey softly on the the arm.)
P: Ha. No, how could I possibly forget, it's right up there with remembering that Deputy Doug doesn't have the sexual inclinations of the heterosexual kind. Don't worry Jack, you're definitely not Dougy's type, so you're safe.
Jack: Phew, for a minute there I was worried. Anyway, be there.
P: Sure thing Jackers, but right now, I've got to prepare to be burnt at the stake. Top three in the most tardy list. (he smiles.) I'll see you guys later.
Jack: Yeah, I'll see ya. Library, tonight, don't forget.
[Andie and Jack watch as Pacey dashes off to his next class.]
Jack: (Looks at Andie.) You're not over him are you?
A: (Looks at Pacey and sighs.) Oh Jack, every time I see him now, it's just like, (she sighs), I mean, he's just always there, just there, just Pacey. Eugh. He's so annoying.
Jack: Yeah. I wish he didn't run off to class like that. It's so terribly annoying. (Jokes.)
[Andie rolls her eyes, then snaps out of her gaze and realizes that she's also going to be late for class.]
A: Omigod, (she looks at her watch and starts to get frantic as she runs off to class, she rambles to herself.) no notes and late. Great, just great.
[Jack watches her, smiles and shakes his head.] **************************
[Jen, Jack and Joey are sitting at a desk in the library waiting for Pacey to begin their group assignment.]
Jen: You know, I was thinking, maybe we need to take another view on this whole project thing.
Joey: Jen, it's a group assignment on censorship in society. There's only so much scope for a different view. I mean, it's about people's tolerance right?
Jen: Now, see Joey, that's where you've got to think, is it all about tolerance?
Joey: (Confused.) Isn't it?
Jen: Well, yeah, but who's to say what can be accepted in this screwball little world of ours and what has to be refuted?
Jack: Yeah, I mean, look at me. Because of censorship these days in our small little coastal town, my dad still doesn't look at me as a real son.
Joey: Hm. You have a point. I guess we've all been subjected to judgment one way or another.
Jen: (huffs) Why do you think I got sent here in the first place? You know, being caught having sex is embarrassing.
Joey: Yeah well, my father was the local pot dealing celebrity.
Jack: Hey. I'm gay! Joey: You know what? I hate censorship.
Jen: Well, I'd have to agree with you on that one.
Jack: Hah. Need I say anything?
(Joey and Jen chuckle.)
Jen: Yeah and don't forget Pacey. Wasn't he the one who slept with his teacher? (She asks rhetorically, smirking.)
Joey: Speaking of the embodiment of manhood, where is Pacey? Did you tell him to meet us here Jack?
Jack: Oh yeah. Twice.
Joey: Well, I called him and left a message on his machine reminding him.
Jen: Trust us to be stuck with Pacey for our team leader.
Joey: Where could he be?
**************************
[Dawson and Pacey just finished watching the new release video- 'Wild Thing'. They are walking down the streets of downtown Capeside. ]
(Pacey takes a sip of his soda.)
P: Now come on man. You cannot tell me that that was not the best movie?
D: Um, actually-
P: Don't answer that. I know E.T's right up there, but come on man, Neve Campbell's ass, E.T doesn't even compare.
D: (Chuckles.) Mm.
P: Hold on. Did I just hear Dawson Leery express one shred of interest towards the butt of another female?
D: You know Pace, I've been thinking.
P: Oh god. Am I in for some sort of character deconstruction?
D: Pacey, look at us. (Pacey looks down at his clothes, then glances over at Dawson.)
P: Man, you know, I think we're looking pretty good.
D: We just watched a movie together and now we're walking aimlessly down the streets of Capeside. This is really sad.
P: No, no, no hombre. You got it all wrong. We are walking somewhere. It's just a question of where.
D: So where are we going?
P: Ah. See, that's where you my friend come in.
D: You know what Pace? I'm taking a stand. Joey and I broke it off for a reason. Cause we aren't right for each other right now. And the idea of getting my heart ripped out of my chest again, isn't exactly the most appealing theory, so, we're going in there.
(Dawson looks towards a nightclub, lit up with a neon sign, 'Cocktails and Dreams', as Pacey's eyes follow.)
P: (Surprised.) Dawson Leery, I didn't think you had it in you man. (He slaps Dawson on the back.)
[In the club, the colourful creative lighting and smoky haze aren't not familiar surrounding for the two underage boys.]
P: Now this is what I call heaven. (He looks at another girls butt.)
D: Pacey, you better be careful, or you're going to get a slap in the face.
(They both sidle up to the bar.)
P: Ah, I'll have a bourbon and coke and my friend here will have, just a coke.
(Dawson rolls his eyes at Pacey. Two girls then come up behind them. Kim, with blond hair, wearing a mini skirt and halter neck top and Donna, with brown hair, wearing a pair of black pants and midriff top.)
Kim: Hey boys. Me and friend Donna here are up for a wild night. You wanna join us?
(Pacey looks at Dawson and grins widely. Dawson raises his eyebrows excitedly.)
D: Sure.
(Donna takes Dawson's hand and Kim takes Pacey's hand, as they lead the boys on to the dance floor.)
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