The alarm clock rang at 5:30 at the house. Rory wanted badly to hit snooze, but thanks to Paris, the early riser of the girl's house, she couldn't. She remembered to curse Zeke for scheduling them to shoot so early instead of her good friend, but it didn't stop her from shooting off her mouth to the girl who was already ready to go, one of her best friends. Five girls in one house had always been a little bit complex, but since they were all from the same area and all attending somehow it had ended up working. In the other bed in the same room, Lane was starting to stir, and Paris shook her awake, reminding her she didn't have a choice in the whole getting up matter. Finally Paris managed to coax her up promising her that Dave would be at the shoot. Paris left them to fight over their small bathroom they shared, and went to her room, the one she shared with Shane. At first the two hadn't been able to tolerate each other, especially when they took turns dating the same man, but all the girls had formed a special bond, and now the two were almost even friends.

"Shane! Shane! We have to be there at 6:30!" Paris said, nudging her sleeping roommate.

Finally Shane rolled over, announced she was awake and jumped out of bed. Paris and Shane's bathroom was pretty funny; Shane's side of the bathroom was messy and crowded with makeup and other beauty products, and Paris's side immaculate, she didn't wear makeup anyway.

In the other room, the smallest bedroom, was Summer, who had taken keenly to the idea of having her own bedroom and bath. Her room was across from the other girls. She had already been awake for a while, and was drying her hair and heating up the curling iron. Paris yelled, "Summer, you almost ready?" and Summer assured her that she was getting there. For a group of people who had randomly hated each other they got along great. It was hard not to make friends in a one-story house with 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms then a kitchen and living room all in very close quarters. There wasn't much breathing room, but they made friends through it. Away from the bedrooms, in the kitchen, was 3 coffee makers, a fridge and appliances, and then a counter that overlooked a small table that was covered in books and scripts. Nearby was a beat up couch and armchair, coffee table and television.

By 6:15, everybody was ready, pouring themselves coffee and rehearsing lines. Lane, Rory, and Summer were taking up the couch, Shane was in the armchair, and Paris was parading madly through the house, coffee cup in one hand and script in the other. Ten minutes later, they all scurried out of the house, and piled into Summer's escape, and drove off to their "studio" which for the day included an old church, where they were meeting, and two hotel rooms later. Who ever said the business wasn't expensive?

The guys, Jess, Tristan, Dean, and Zeke had all woken up at 6:15 and were out quickly. All they needed was a shower. They shared a two-bedroom apartment and cursed the girls for owning a house. Jess and Tristan shared a room, and Zeke, Dean and Dave shared a room. Although Dean had learned to live with Jess and Tristan, there was still some definite animosity there, and he roomed with Dave and Zeke, the cameraman for this escapade.

The latest project assigned at school, which they rarely had to attend, was to get in their normal groups, which always included Rory, Shane, Paris, Lane, Summer, Jess, Tristan, Dave, Dean and Zeke, and pick one director and produce a great film. They were given 3 months, and weren't expected in class until they had their film completed. Although most of them aspired to be directors, not actors, Zeke was the obvious choice for director because he was just the damn best, and they could all use good grades. They met over the weekend the day after it was assigned, and chose him. The next day he had hours worth of scripts for them to sift through. His inspiration had been to shoot random, strange, scary and disturbing scenes, and put them all together. He had gotten the costumes, found the church and convinced the hotel owner to let them "borrow" the rooms with promise to mention them in the credits, and they were ready to roll a week later. Zeke was snappy about his filmmaking.

The first scene, called "The Bride" was ready to shoot. The casting had been purely Zeke, and they had agreed, because after all, it was his baby. Rory had been cast as the bride, mainly because she would look best in a wedding dress, and her cheating on her husband would be almost unbelievable. Tristan had smugly been cast as the husband; although he said that he would much rather be the cheating lover, not the murderous broken-hearted groom. Dean played a random groomsman, without any lines in the scene. Dave would play the preacher, seeing as he was the only one who could manage to look the part, Jess was playing the best man, also the lover, a fact which he gloated about back at the apartment. Summer was the Maid of Honor, and she only agreed to the lack of speaking role because she got to wear a great dress, Shane was a bridesmaid, and Lane was playing a hotel cleaning lady, the only one which would not be present during the first scene. The plot was twisted, the first scene showing the happy couple getting married, then the second in two hotel rooms across the hall from each other. Roy sneaks off to have one last round with Jess, the best man on their wedding night. Tristan finds out and when his bride comes back, he knocks her out with a drug in her wine. Then he goes across the hall and slits the man's throat, while he's in the shower, when Rory wakes up with her sleeping groom beside her, she sneaks off and follows him into the shower, just as she's screaming, he slits her throat too. The next scene occurs when the cleaning lady comes in, oblivious to the naked bodies, and then sees the blood. We exit on her screaming and that's the end of the first story.

Lane was smoothing Rory's wedding dress, and Shane and Summer were fixing the decorations as Zeke sat up his camera. He would shoot from the balcony. Tristan stood where he was supposed to, in a tux, Jess right beside him, and Dean right beside him. Dave stood in the middle, behind a pulpit, in a preacher's robe. The girls were already lined up with bouquets and their matching gowns.

The camera starts.

[Wedding march plays faintly in the background, but were focused on the groom, who's smiling at his bride, as she walks down the aisle. It seems the perfect picture.]

[The March ends, and BRIDE takes her place beside GROOM, they hold hands softly, sweetly. PREACHER steps from behind the pulpit, and begins, addressing the crowd]

DAVE: People, Dear Friends, we have gathered here to day to have a celebration in marriage of two high school sweethearts, and watch this joyful occasion commence. I understand you two have written your own vows to share?

TRISTAN: Yes Sir

DAVE: Go ahead then

TRISTAN: Angela Diane Small, I promise to love you eternally, in sickness and health, to care for you and support you, to be loving and understanding, to provide for you and our family, and to forever carry a passion for you.

DAVE: Angela?

RORY: Christopher Joseph Crass, I swear to be a patient, loving, faithful wife. I swear to always love you, to care for you, to take care of you in all health and all sickness, and to extend that love to our family. I promise to be passionate for you only, and to always love you.

DAVE: Christopher Crass? Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?

TRISTAN: Yes, I definitely do

DAVE: Angela? Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?

Rory: I Do.

DAVE: I understand you have rings to exchange?

[THE BEST MAN, WHO ISN'T LOOKING TO HAPPY FOR SOME REASON, STEPS FORWARD, AND HANDS THE GROOM A RING. HE SLIPS IT ON HER FINGER. THE MAID OF HONOR DOES THE SAME AND THEY REPEAT THE PROCESS]

DAVE: Then I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride

[THEY KISS AND WE INSTANTAENOUSLY FOCUS ON THEM, THEN ON THE DARK, ANGRY EYES OF THE BEST MAN]

From the balcony, Zeke yelled "Cut, Cut," and announced how proud he was that they had managed to make it in one take. "Actually," he said, scratching his frizzy hair, "you have about 30 minutes to hang before we have to head over to the hotel, so why don't we just all stay here?"

They agreed, and they sat down on a pew.

"Hey Gilmore!" said Tristan, smirking.

"Yeah, Satan?"

Tristan smiled, "Are you sure we don't need to practice that kiss again? Good to see you still have it in you!"

"They said that's a wrap, but babe, your forgetting we have a whole love scene ahead of us."

"How could I forget?" he said smiling, "and I bet your looking forward to that one!"

At the same time Jess put his arm around Rory, "But you also have a love scene with your secret lover, the forbidden, but darkly handsome one."

Only two couples among them were official, Lane and Dave, who had lasted a very long time and were expected to someday get married, and Shane and Zeke, who were a odd, and strange couple, but obviously very into each other, if not in love.

Lane and Dave were on their own pew on the other side, they had kissed, but were now just talking and laughing together. Shane had joined Zeke up in the balcony, and one look kept anybody from looking again at what they were doing. The first month or so, Jess and Rory had been going out, and Shane had liked him. They fought over something stupid, and she dated Tristan for a month and Shane dated Jess. Then Shane and Zeke hooked up and Tristan and Rory broke up, and it had pretty much been singleness for everybody but their love couples, and Shane and Zeke had been together for 4 months. If they lasted through the 3 months of the project, it would be summer, and who knows what would happen then.

Rory, Paris and Summer were all single, as well as Tristan, Jess, and Dean. Tristan had taken a few girls out, but it was well known he was after Rory. Jess and Rory were good friends, he still liked her a little bit, but Rory had set him up with Paris and that appeared to have potential, they had dated in the past, right after him and Shane broke up. It lasted about a month but they split for "creative differences." Around the same time, Dean and Rory had had a brief back-together phase that lasted about two months. It was a comfort thing, and it ended after two months of boredom neither was willing to admit. He was still madly in love with her, but looking elsewhere.

The group had a strict rule, dating never interferes with friendships. Not among the guys or girls, or between them all. For some reason, it never did. It wasn't a rule anybody has seriously expected to work, but it had.

Summer had a serious thing for Tristan, but they hadn't been back together since the party back in high school, and nobody expected they would. She was the wild one who found a new boy at the clubs every night.

Ever a timekeeper, at 7:50 Zeke demanded they all load up and head over to the hotels, they had promised to be out by 11:00. They all dragged themselves into the car and when the girls were on their way, Summer smiled, "Well, Shane and Lane sure seemed to have fun during the break!"

Lane blushed and said, "He said he couldn't imagine being with anybody but me, isn't that sweet."

"An eleven on the sweet scale," Rory agreed.

Shane smiled, "Well we didn't do much talking," she said holding out the last word, and everybody looked at her knowingly.

The girls smiled and laughed, and Summer parked the car in front of the hotel, and they all piled out of the car. The hotel was pretty nice, not an expensive one, or one any of them had ever really heard of before, but they were shooting for free, and that was nice enough! They all helped unload the stuff and bring it upstairs, and converted the second bedroom of one of the rooms they were shooting in into a dressing room. Lane and Dave placed the props in the other room, which they had nicknamed the Death Room, seeing as they all knew how the story ended. Summer was setting up the other room. Rory had the most costume changes, Tristan was always in the same Robe, Jess always wearing nothing, or nothing the camera would see anyway, and Lane, the cleaning lady, had only one costume too.

At Zeke's call for "Action" the shooting began.

[We see a wedding dress and other wedding paraphernalia scattered across the room. We here moaning, and as we zoom up, it's the couple we just so get married, going at it in the huge hotel room. After a little bit, she pulls on a robe.]

RORY: I'm gonna go get us some more wine.

[The groom simply nods, as if entranced in her beauty. We follow her to the kitchen, and see that she's poured two glasses of wine, then we notice a small pill she slipped into one of the glasses, we see her face, and a tight, almost evil smile set upon her lips. She returns, and we snap to them downing their wine, and he leans back in for another round. We focus on the clock, which is reading 7:45 AM. Snap to the next shot, where we see the clock says 8:30 AM and our Bride is slowly dragging herself out of bed, smiling at the groom, who seems to be in a deep sleep. She is still wearing the robe, but now sexy red lingerie is underneath. We stay in the bedroom as she exits, and we hear the door click. We focus on the groom's eyes, which snap open. We follow the girl across the room, where she pulls a key from her robe and opens the hotel room across from her. Inside, decked out in only a robe as well, is the best man. She laughs.]

RORY: Hey Sexy

[She gives him a kiss]

JESS: Angela, you made it. Did you drug him?

[She gives a laugh]

RORY: He's sleeping like a baby.

JESS: Good.

[He pulls her down, and off comes the robe. We zoom out, and see the red lingerie fly and land at the end of the bed. We hear giggling, moaning, and laughing. Suddenly were listening with somebody, all we can see is there bare feet. As we pan up, we see that the husband is listening to all this too. One solitary tear strolls down his cheek.]

[Once again the clock informs us by flashing 11:21 that time has passed. The Bride is sneaking back, and then nudges her sleeping husband, who is doing an excellent job of faking. He grabs her wrist, and she screams, but he just pulls her in for a kiss.]

RORY: Hey, you left your bride all alone why you were sleeping.

[She laughs; having no idea that he knows her secret.]

TRISTAN: I'm Sorry, let me make it up to you.

[He pours wine, and this time, he puts 3 or 4 tablets of the same thing she drugged him with into a wineglass, stirring it.]

She drinks here wine, he barely touches his. By the time the clock says 11:45, she is knocked out, and he is angrily stroking her hair.]

TRISTAN: All I ever did was love you, and you betrayed me this way? I only wanted to be the perfect husband, and you swore to be faithful. How could you? On our honeymoon? Well don't worry, beautiful. You both will pay. You'll pay.

[He reaches and removes the key from her robe, and grabs a butcher knife from the kitchen. He slips out carefully, and opens the other door. We can hear the shower in the background and are focused on the door]

JESS: Come on in, Angie, I'm in the shower.

[The groom runs his finger over the blade, and then turns the knob. From outside we here screaming, loudly, and then a few minutes later, Tristan exits the room. His hands are soaked in blood, and we look through the open door. Jess is collapsed in the shower, the water red, from his blood.]

[The next shot is of her waking up, and we can hear the shower in the background. This time however, it is the groom in the shower. She sneaks out, maybe for a quickie. Just as the door clicks, Tristan fully dressed walks out from the bathroom, the water for the shower still running. He follows her, catching the hotel door with his foot as she walks in, following the sound of the shower. She opens the door to the bathroom, and we follow her in, through the viewpoint of the groom. Just before she can scream, he covers her mouth. He turns her around, so she can get a look at her killer's eyes, just as he slashes her throat.]

[The Same Clock reads 9:30, and housekeeping comes in. She must be deaf, because she doesn't hear the water running in the bathroom. She's singing an old song as she wanders in. She see's the bloody couple, their bodies together in the shower and lets out a piercing scream.]

CUT TO BLACK

Zeke yelled cut, and loud cheers erupted from Jess and Rory, neither one liking being wet, covered in fake blood. Rory didn't like being so near to an almost completely naked man, especially one that used to be her boyfriend, but she had dealt with it. "Absolutely amazing," called Zeke, "this will definitely be the first scene in our movie, just gets the creepiness started."

"You're telling me," muttered Jess underneath his breath, grabbing a towel from Paris's hands, "Thanks."

Rory took her towel and felt as though she was going to freeze to death. Tristan smiled at her, "If it feels creepy to be murdered imagine being the murderer! I feel terrible." He smirked as he said the last part.

"I guess you'll have to repay be somehow?"

"How does dinner and a lot of coffee sound as a method of payback?"

"Like a date?"

"It's always like a date with me, isn't it? You know you want to."

"Well, I guess. Seven?"

"Seven sounds good."

"Were talking a LOT of coffee, here, right?"

Tristan nodded, smiling. He wanted Rory Gilmore back, and he intended on getting her.

Dean, who hadn't really been in the scene, watched Rory and Tristan from the corner of the room as he talked on his cell phone. Yes, he would always love Rory, but she was moving on. His old girlfriend from the first few months of film school, Amber, was on the phone, and she wanted to do something that night. He kind of wanted to say no, but after watching Rory and Tristan, he promised to meet her at 7:30 at the coffeehouse they met at.

The girls piled back up into the car, and Summer drove them home. Instantly, they collapsed onto the couches, all except for Rory who changed into pajamas. When she returned, Paris already had a cup of coffee ready for her.

"So, who wants to run lines with me for tomorrow?" asked Paris, who had a big role in the next days shooting, an evil role.

Lane smiled, she almost felt sorry for Paris. "Well, I would, but Dave and I are seeing some bands, and were both already so psyched!"

Shane shook her head too, "Zeke and me have the apartment all to ourselves." She grinned, and everybody laughed.

Rory smiled, everybody expected her to have nothing to do. "Actually, I have a date tonight."

"With WHO?" Lane asked, excited, Rory hadn't dated in a month.

"Tristan."

Everybody looked at Summer, who also shook her head, "I'm going to be out clubbing, and I can't miss it because Jason wants to meet me."

The girls hadn't the faintest idea which of the many guys Summer went out with was Jason, but nodded as though they did. Summer smiled, "As far as the guys go, Zeke's with Shane, Dave's with Lane, Tristan's with Rory, and Dean is getting back with his ex, but if you want to call Jess, he'll be kicked out of his house tonight anyway."

It was amazing how much Summer knew about everybody else's business. Paris had been very shy towards Jess since they had broken up, but she hadn't admitted it. "Well I'll call him then," she announced, and everybody knew this meant they were getting back together.