-A Couple Weeks Later-
Angela- Jordan, come on!
Pan to Jordan at his locker. He is talking to two blonde girls.
Angela- (Looking at her watch, annoyed) Jordan, we have like one minute to get to English.
Jordan looks up at Angela, and then back at the girls. A little smile comes over his face- excited to see Angela react the way she is.
Angela- Fine. (Turns around and yells over her shoulder) I'm going.
Jordan looks up at Angela again, to see her leaving. He quickly follows her, leaving one of the blondes in mid-sentence.
Jordan- (Finally catching up- whispering in her ear while stroking her cheek) Thanks for waiting.
Angela- (Pushing him away) I told you I was leaving... you were just too busy flirting to hear me.
Jordan- (Laughing) Angela Chase... jealous?
Angela- Not in the least bit.
Jordan- (Unconvinced) Okay... just remember, the whole friends thing was your idea.
Angela just rolls her eyes.
Jordan- And were nothing more than friends.
Angela begins to laugh.
Jordan- What?
Angela- Then, then-
Jordan- Then what?
Angela- (Smiling up at him) Then why do you have your hand on my butt?
Jordan- (Looks down) Sorry.
He doesn't move his hand from her back pocket- still touching her butt.
Angela looks at him. Feeling her stare, he looks straight forward.
Angela- You are such a pervert.
Jordan- (Mischievously grins, but keeps looking forward) I have no idea what your talking about.
Cut to-
Rickie and Rayanne are about to enter the girls room, as they watch Angela and Jordan make their way down the hallway. Jordan's hand is still in Angela's back pocket.
Bathroom-
Rayanne- I seriously don't get those two.
Rickie- I know. They get together, then break up. They spend more time together after they break up. Then, they sort of get back together, then decide to be friends... and now, just friends, they can't keep their hands off of each other.
Rayanne- Exacty! They act as though they are in a relationship... but like, without the benefits of being in a relationship.
Rickie- What benefits, Rayanne?
Rayanne- You know... making out, and sex.
Rickie- (Finishes his eyeliner) I should have guessed.
Rayanne- (Joking) You mean... you didn't guess that?
Rickie shakes his head at her, silently laughing, and exits the bathroom. Rayanne finishes fixing her hair, grabs her bag, and follows him.
Cut to- English.
Mr. K is late. Eveyone is hanging out. Someone has Smashing Pumpkins blasting, while other are leaving. Sharon is at her seat, reading a love story. Angela and Jordan are standing in the back, joking around. Jordan keeps lightly touching her, emphasisng something in his story. Brian is at his seat with all his English stuff out, ready to go. His eyes are focused on Jordan and Angela
Brian VO- So, reality sets in. Angela Chase will never be mine, because, she and Jordan will always get back together. It's like, nature, or something. (Long Pause) At least I did get one night with her.
Cut to-
Jordan- So Graff, just left... like in the middle of the song-
Jordan's story is mumbled by Angela's thoughts.
Angela Vo- So, we were friends. We talked... a lot... more than over- and not only about Residue- mostly about Residue, but other things too. (Pause) And him, like right now, talking about Rayanne, surprisingly didn't bother me. What did bother me was that I was just hearing this story, for the first time.
Jordan's voice is back to full volume again
Jordan- So I was just up there. And people were like"go", and so, I did.
Angela- Did what?
Jordan- Y'know, sing.
Angela- You sang?
Jordan- (Embarassed) Yeah.
Angela- Jordan,(Light bulb), that's it!
Jordan- What are you talkin about?
Angela- Residue still needs a lead singer, right?
Jordan- (Rolls his eyes) Not Graff again, please.
Angela- No. (Short laugh) You!
Angela- You should be the lead singer of Residue!
Jordan- Angela, I don't know.
Angela- Oh come on...
This makes Jordan stiffen- she hasn't ever been one to push him to do something.
Jordan- I don't know.
Angela uncontiously begins to scratch his back. Jordan's eyes slightly widen to her touch.
Angela- (She looks up at him- puppy dog face) Just think about it?
Jordan- (Softly) Okay.
Angela stops scratching his back, and lightly pats him on the arm.
Angela- (Big smile) Okay.
Angela turns around, grabs her backpack, and heads for the door. Jordan follows quickly.
Jordan- Wait, where are you going?
Angela- (Turns around) I don't know. I was thinking about going to see what Rayanne and Rickie were doin... but I don't know... (curious) Why?
Jordan- Well, I'm leaving too.
He pushes past her, and walks out of the room. Angela tries to catch up with him.
Angela- Wait, where are you going?
Jordan grins to himself.
Jordan- I don't know.
Gym-
The Gym is empty besides Jordan and Angela. Jordan is shooting hoops, while Angeal dribbles absentmindly.
Angela- So,(Focusing on the ball), who were those girls you were talking to before English.
Jordan- (As though trying to hide something) Oh... ah... oh, nobody.
Angela- Jordan, you don't have to lie to me... you can have girlfri-
Jordan- (Cutting her off) Girls?
Angela- Well, yeah... but you can have a girlfriend too, if you want. Obviously, not at the same time, but...
Jordan- I really don't do the girlfriend thing.
Angela- What do you mean?
Jordan- (sees how that came out) I mean, not usually. Actually, I only did it once... and that was with you.
Angela- (Changing the subject away from them, still focusing on the ball) You should ask one of them out... on a date.
Jordan- An-ge-la... come on, why?
Angela- Cuz, people deserve to feel wanted. (Pause) I mean, think about every girls heart you have broken by leading them on.
Jordan- I haven't broken anyone's heart... I mean...
Angela- Yes you have.
Jordan looks at her, and realizes.
Jordan- (Defeated) Maybe I will then.
Angela- (Sadly) Good.
Jordan- But, what if I break her heart... like afterwards?
Angela- At least, at least she can say she got Mr. girls, but no girlfriend, to commit.
Jordan- Well, what if I can't commit, with that girl, cuz, I can't?
Angela- Then, maybe, maybe you shouldn't do the girlfriend thing... you know.
Jordan- Yeah... it's easier that way.
Angela- For you, or for them?
Jordan- Or, for you?
Angela- What?
Jordan- (Shrugging it off) Nothing.
Angela- I was the one that told you to ask one on a date, so...
Jordan- Nevermind.
Angela- Okay.
Jordan- Alright then...
Jordan sets up for another shot. He then mescheiviously looks over at Angela.
Jordan- Do you think I'll make this.
Angela- (Sarcastic) No.
Jordan- If I do... y'know, make this shot, you, you have to kiss me. (Angela's eyes widen- she smiles, embarassed) and if I miss, I have to kiss you. (He looks over at her, and grins)
Angela- Unfair. It's a win-win situation.
Jordan- (He jokes) Or a lose-lose?
Angela- Shut up... you (She laughs and chucks a ball at him. He dodges it.) you jerk.
Jordan- I was kidding.
Angela- (Grabs another ball) Okay then... if I make it, you have to tell Residue that you want to sing, (Jordan's eyes widen, his mouth opens as though he is going to say something) and if I miss, I have to full- blown make-out with you.
Jordan's eyes widen even more, his mouth closes into a wild smile, something rarly seen on Jordan Catalano. Speechless, he nods, accepting.
Jordan- (Regaining composure) Ladies, ah, ladies first.
Angela- (Wild smile to match Jordan's) Thank you.
Angela Vo- Sometimes, with Jordan, I forget, that he is Jordan, Catalano- The unattainable. (Thinks) Maybe, cuz he's attainable now.
Angela shoots and makes it clearly in. Jordan's crazy smile fades.
Jordan- (Dissapointed- but plays it off) I didn't know you could shoot.
Angela- (A little dissopointed herself) Either did I.
Jordan- (He slightly smiles again)Good.
He sets up for the shot, and shoots- he makes it. As soon as he sees it went in, he runs to Angela, picks her up, and twirls her.
Jordan- (Still twirling her) At least, I get some action.
Angela laughs at this.
Jordan- (Stops twirling her- but still holds her) Okay... I'm ready.
He looks up at her, waiting.
Angela- If I kiss you now... it will be like a peck.
Jordan gives her puppy eyes.
Angela- But if you wait... you'll get something, much better. (Sexy grin)
Jordan nods in agreement.
Angela- Okay, now put me down.
He sets her down.
Jordan- So, do you want to come to the loft tonight? You know, to watch us practice?
Angela- Sure... that way I can make sure you talk to the rest of Residue about singing.
Jordan- (He closes his eyes, and let's his head fall back) Just as long as you'll give me my kiss.
Angela- Agreed.
Angela turns around, and begins to walk out.
Jordan- (Catching up) Now where are we going?
Angela- (Looks over at him, and laughs) I'm going to class.
Jordan- (Looks at the clock on the Gym wall) Oh.
The Loft
Practice has ended. Everyone is in a group, hanging out, and drinking. Jordan and Angela are the only ones off by themselves. Jordan is leaning against a wall, while Angela is standing in front of him. His hands are moving up and down Angela's back, keeping her warm. Angela is paying with his shirt flirtatiously. They are laughing about something.
Angela VO- I know I shouldn't be doing this. Y'know, standing in front of him, letting him touch me, flirting with him- but I can't fight it. I want Jordan Catalano. That whole thing about waiting... I don't know anymore. (Pause) There is something about this friends thing though. Like... you really feel wanted.
Jordan- Where's my kiss? I kept my end of the bargain. (He moves closer to her)
Angela- (Smiling) Maybe if you stop begging, it will come.
Jordan- An-ge-la...
Angela Vo- I loved when he said my name like that.
Jordan- Come on.
Angela- (Trying to get it off his mind) So, you are now the lead singer for Residue?
Jordan- (Stroking her neck) Yep... Does that make you want me... like, more than a friend?
Angela- (Lightly pushing his hand away) Jordan...
Jordan- (Quickly) Look Angela, I'm not the only one who's doin it... Okay. I mean, you let me hug you that night at Let's Bolt, you let me hold you in the gym, you were scratching my back in English, I mean... you even let me touch your butt down the hallway. Talk about mixed signals?
Angela Vo- He was right. It was so obvious that I wanted him. Just, not yet. I can't deal with a relationship yet.
Angela- Jordan, I don't know...
Angela begins to look around, anywhere but into Jordan's stare. As she is looking around, she sees one of the blondes that were at Jordan's locker making her way over to Jordan and her. Without even thinking, she turns back around to Jordan, takes his neck, and pulls him into a hard, passionate kiss. Angela kisses him with all her buried emotions, and he also kisses her with all his feelings- missing her so much.
Angela Vo- This kiss, at first, was to make that blonde girl jealous. But as soon as his lips touched mine... (Trails off). I could feel how much he missed me, and it made me miss him, even more.
Surprisingly, Jordan breaks the kiss first. He is breathing deeply. Obviously also feeling all the emotions.
Jordan- Angela, (Deep breath- eyes closed) You can't do this to me.
Angela- (Also deeply breathing) What do you mean... it was just a kiss.
Jordan opens his eyes. They stare at each other for a while.
Angela Vo- But that wasn't true... and we both knew it.
Jordan- Angela...
They fall into silence, just staring at each other.
Voice- Jordan?
Angela and Jordan turn away from each other, to see the blonde.
Blonde- I thought you were going to take me out?
Angela quickly breaks away from the embrace, her eyes focused on the girl. Jordan stares at Angela, still in awe over the kiss.
Blonde- Jordan? I thought you said we would go out, like after practice? You remember, you told me I should meet you here?
Jordan opens his mouth to say something, but is interrupted by Angela.
Angela- (Thinking quickly) Oh... yeah... sorry. He lost a bet, and he ah, he ah, had to kiss me. So... that's it, a kiss.
The blonde relaxes a little bit. Jordan still stares at Angela.
Jordan- (To Angela) So, that's it... a kiss?
Angela- (to herself, eyes welling) A kiss.
Blonde- So, lets go then. I heard there was a party over at Stacy's, soo...
Jordan- I... ah...
Angela- (making the choice for him) Go.
Jordan- I thought you wanted me to so...
Angela- So, go.
Blonde- Come on.
The blonde grabs Jordan's arm, and begins to pull him towards the exit.
Jordan- (annoyed) Okay.
Jordan pulls out of her reach, and begins to walk to the door backwards, still staring at Angela. A tear falls down Angela's cheek. Jordan finally turns around and follows the girl- looking back only once. After he is out of view, Angela slides down the wall, and puts her head in her hands- silently crying. Laughter can be heard from the group in the background.
Cut to- Party
Blonde- So, I'm really glad you asked me out tonight.
Jordan- (Takes a gulp of his beer) Yeah.
Blonde- I mean, I didn't know you felt this way about me.
Jordan- (Confused) What do you mean?
Blonde- Like, enough to ask me out- I mean, you aren't one to pre-arrange.
Jordan- (Rolls eyes) An-ge-la, come on.
Blonde- What?
Jordan- (Looks at her, confused) What... what?
Blonde- You just called me Angela?
Jordan- What... oh, no I didn't.
Blonde- Yeah, you did.
Jordan- Look-
Blonde- (interrupting) You love her, don't you?
Jordan- What?
Blonde- That girl I saw you with?
Jordan- What about her?
Blonde- You love her... don't you?
Jordan- I don't lo- I don't know.
Blonde- Go.
Jordan- What?
Blonde- Thanks for inviting me out and all, but go.
Jordan- Go where?
Blonde- Go find her... tell her how you feel.
Jordan- But...
Blonde- God, how many times do I have to say it...? GO!
Jordan gives her a slight smile before turning around and leaving. The blonde deeply sighs, and takes a sip of her drink.
Cut Back to - The Loft (Hour Later)
Angela is exactly where Jordan had left her- on the floor w head in her hands. In the background, we see Jordan re-entering. He goes to talk to someone. They shrug. He then talks to another person, and they point Angela's way. Jordan quickly makes his way over to her.
Jordan- Angela?
Angela- (Shocked to hear his voice) Yeah?
Jordan- Do you need a ride?
Angela- Yeah.
Jordan- Okay.
Angela gets up and follows Jordan to his car.
Cut to- Outside Chase house- Jordan's car
Angela- (eyes still swelled) So... thanks, for the ride.
Jordan looks at her, saddened. Quickly he moves towards her, and then on top of her, kissing her hard. Angela pushes him off of her.
Angela- Jordan!
Jordan- (yelling- His voice cracks) I can't take this Angela.
Angela- (Crying) Jordan, we're just friends.
Jordan- (Still yelling) Fuck that Angela. Friends? We can never be friends. (Using hand motions) Some people are friends, and some aren't.
Angela- We can too be friends... we were friends before... remember?
Jordan- (Pissed) Angela! There was that tension- that sexual tension. I'm not blind... you know it was there too.
Angela- (Crying hysterically) I do want to be with you, but-
Jordan- (Cuts her off) So why not? If it makes you so upset to not be with me, then why can't you?
Angela- Because Jordan, I can't. I need to stand on my two feet. I have to stop relying on you for happiness.- I have to live my own life. I can't just be "Catalano's girlfriend".
Jordan- But...
Angela- Your right- we can't be friends.
Jordan looks over at her. He quickly moves on top of her again, and kisses her hard. Angela pushes him off her again-hysterical crying.
Angela- Jordan- we can't be anything.
Jordan closes his eyes tightly. He opens them again, they are now swelled and blood-shot.
Angela- Bye Jordan.
She gets up abruptly, and runs into her house.