2.2 Say Goodbye to Hollywood
"Say Goodbye to Hollywood"- Jon shows up at Vista's dorm and instead of surprising her, she surprises him. Donna's behavior begins to scare Eric and Parker. Also, Holder accidentally losses Pez's teddy bear, Wesley the second.
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A/N: All reviews welcomed. In addition, lyrics that best fit the 'mood' of the chapter will be placed at the top. I am also adding 'chapter soundtracks' to each chapter. (some songs may not be from 2004, but might be from 2005-it's my story. If you guys don't like it-I'll stop.) On another note, I've made dolls of each character using a doll maker on the 'net. If you'd like to see them, email me. Finally, I want to make a site for this story. If anyone knows about sites and would be interested in 'producing' the site, please let me know.
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye my baby- 'Say Goodbye to Hollywood'-Billy Joel
January 26th, 2004
Outside Eureko, California-Cherrywood Private School
6:27 p.m.
Vista Forman's Dorm Room
(song: 'You and Me Song'-The Wannadles)
"Hey, you forgot your pen and I thought I should bring it to you." Jon stood sheepishly in front of Vista and held out a yellow pen for her. Vista just blinked. "Remember, you let me borrow it for mid-terms and I never gave it back. Thought you could use it." He finished lamely.
Vista blinked. "What?"
"I," Jon looked around the hall. "look, could I come in?" Vista nodded and moved to the side, so Jon could enter her room. She wordlessly went to a chair and fell onto it. Feeling out of place, Jon went to the edge of one of the beds and sat. He gently placed the pen next to him.
"I'm sorry; I'm still trying to think this through logically. You came all the way from Wisconsin to give me a pen. A pen that I bought for fifty cents?" Vista asked. Jon just shrugged causally. "Well, you're getting some flier miles with this one, huh?" She giggled nervously.
"Vista-" Jon began slowly.
"You're dressed up." She had been staring at him and now it had sunk in. Jon was wearing his good sunglasses, he was wearing his pants with the least amount of holes and to top it all off-he had combed his hair. "Why are you dressed up?"
"I…" Feeling uncomfortable, Jon cleared his throat and said the only thing he could think of: "I had a business meeting in Eureko." He told her coolly.
"And while you were nearby you thought you'd bring me my pen?" Vista's brow began knitted with confusion.
"Yeah, what can I say, I'm a fan of your handwriting." He gave her a cocky little grin.
Vista looked at him and shook her head. "That is such bull. I have doctor's handwriting." She stood up and grabbed a couple of quarters from the dresser. "I'm calling your parents. Because you," she pointed a finger at him. "shouldn't be here."
"No, no, no." Jon quickly stood up. "You'll ruin the plan."
"Plan?" She raised an eyebrow. "So, there was no business meeting."
He angrily stomped his foot on the ground. "Fine. There's a plan. The plan. To get you to come with me back to Point Place." He sighed and took his sunglasses off, wanting it to be more personal. "Vista, everyone wants you home. Look, I know you told Pez that you love it here-"
"That's a lie!" Vista confessed a little over dramatically. She dramatically leaned herself against the dresser. "I don't love it here. I just said I did so I won't disappoint anyone. I hate ithere."
Jon looked at her. Was she serious? Of course she was, Jon doubted Vista could even joke about education. "Why? Pez said you love it here." He asked her, his voice low and uncertain.
"I lied! They make fun of my name. My name is Vista, for God's sake!" Vista pouted. "It's easy to make fun. I was named after a car. A car, Jon!" Jon had to agree with that.
January 26th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
7:17 p.m.
Forman Living Room
Eric and Parker sat panicky on the couch. They couldn't even enjoy the television they were watching, as every time they even heard a noise, they'd jump and look around them. It wasn't because they were worried about being robbed or anything. And it wasn't winter, so they weren't jumping because the heater was turning on. Nope, it was Donna. She was three months pregnant and according to Eric, it had started.
It was the strange mood Donna always got into about three months into a pregnancy. With Callie, Donna had spent a month putting everything in ABC order. It had been hell moving around the house. Their bed had been half way pushed into the bathroom. With Parker, Donna had baked. Not just some cookies. No, that would have been too easy. For two months, Donna had only baked. They still had brownies in the attic. And with Vista, Donna had taken up writing. She had taken up writing 'How to' books on decorating, only Donna was no home maker. It had all ended in tears when she had tried to pain their den a puke green.
Sadly, it had made a reappearance and it was more horrifying then ever. With the pregnancy of baby four-Donna had taken up music. She had bought a few instruments and had started singing. And because she was in such a motherly mood-Donna had wanted the family to start a family band.
"Dad-" Parker whispered. "Dad, I really have to go to the bathroom."
"Shush." Eric whispered back. "She'll hear you." He waited a beat. "She told me she wants to buy a bus. A bus for touring, Parker." There was panic in his voice.
Something moved in the kitchen.
"Dad, Dad, I'm scared."
"Guys? I bought a new guitar!" Donna's voice ring out from the kitchen.
Eric and Parker exchanged a nervous look. It was every man for himself now. Both Forman men quickly jumped off the couch and one ran to the den while the other ran out the door. Donna entered the living room a moment later to find no one.
January 26th, 2004
Outside Eureko, California-Cherrywood Private School
8:00 p.m.
Vista Forman's Dorm Room
Vista and Jon entered her dorm room later that night. She had taken him for diner at the school dinning hall and then for a quick tour of Cherrywood. Jon had remarked that he felt strangely at home there and that he also really wanted to deface some of the older buildings. Product of being Steven and Jackie Hyde's son.
Over the course of their meal and tour, Jon had explained to Vista that both Pez and Holder really needed her back. Holder because he wanted to know what a WW was and Pez because, well because she was Pez. Vista had also explained how she loved the school as a whole, but how she was lonely. She had then cursed her name and let it be known that she would have rather Leia, because at least she could have lived it down.
Jon took a seat on the computer chair while Vista sat on the edge of her bed. They sat in a peaceful silence together for a moment. Their main problem was now what to do about the fact that Vista was miserable. The easy answer was to just go home, but Vista didn't want to just leave. Not after everything everyone had done to get here where she was.
"My roommate, Crystal, she has a boyfriend." Vista announced, breaking the silence. Jon looked at her through his sunglasses. "He's a senior-he has his own room. She won't be back tonight. So, you can have her bed. If you don't mind staring up at Justin Timberlake's face, it should be okay."
Jon glanced up at the poster that was hanging over the bed. It wasn't exactly something he wanted, but he wouldn't turn down a bed for the wooden floor. "That's cool."
"Tomorrow morning I'll do to the dean of students and while I'm there you'll make sure everyone knows we are coming home." Vista finished in her demanding voice.
Jon smirked. "Yes, ma'am." He gave her a little salute. Vista just shook her head and laughed a little.
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
6:21 a.m.
Forman Driveway
It was Tuesday morning and Holder thought his plan was going unbelievably well. No one suspected a thing. His dad was too busy dealing with Bruce and Vi to notice that Jon wasn't actually spending the week at their place. Hell, all the teens hung in to the Forman basement at all hours so it wasn't like anything was any different.
Holder stood outside his van, which was currently parked outside the Forman house, and waiting for Parker and Pez. Holder driving his best friend to school that day-a welcomed break from Emma. That woman kept complaining that his van smelt like cheese and she kept touching his radio dials.
Parker came running out of his house and hoped in the van. "We have to go."
"Parker, " Holder said. "we have to wait for Pezzy. She's got to walk here, you know."
"We can pick her up, nice surprise." Parker said quickly. He looked to the sliding door. Donna was still asleep, but her radio show started at nine-she'd be up soon. And then she'd wait to sing and do dance numbers.
"But-"
"For the love of God, man! My mother wants to do dance numbers."
Before Holder could answer, Parker started the van. He began driving it out of the driveway. Holder had to use all his strength to hop on to the back and climb it through the back doors. Oh yeah, It had started.
January 27th, 2004
Outside Eureko, California-Cherrywood Private School
8:45 a.m.
Vista Forman's Dorm Room
(song- 'Out of Love'-Five for Fighting)
When Jon had awoken that morning, Vista had already been gone. She had left him a note saying she'd return later and ten dollars, so he could buy some breakfast or lunch. His job had been to alert the parents of their impending homecoming, but that wasn't apart of the plan. He knew he wasn't going to call anyone and he knew that Vista knew it to. Instead, Jon had spent the last hour going through Vista's things.
He sat on Vista's bed, the lap top of his lap. He had done through all her papers and even changed her wallpaper to a skull. There was just one thing he really wanted to read-her journal. Sadly, it was guarded by a password that he didn't know. Could it be her own name? The name of her favorite book movie, band? All too easy and all wrong.
Jon was about to give up, when an idea struck him. There was a chance, though he thought it might have skipped a kid. Jon typed in: Skywalker and the journal opened for him. He quickly scanned it for anything that might help him express his feelings for Vista. She was fourteen and he was sixteen. She was practically his cousin. She was his best friend's kid sister. He didn't want to push her away or scare her. Besides, Jon may have been obsessive when it came to love, but he was also outwardly cool about it.
Stopping on the entry for January 3, 2004, Jon began to read: 'My going away party was tonight. The one I through for myself. Because, let's face it-no one was going to through one for me. Anyway, I planned it so perfectly and it didn't even go a tenth of the way I wanted it to. Parker, Chase, and Jon weren't there for one thing. Chase's mother is dead-car accident. I don't blame them for missing it. But, where was Jon? Some friend. At least the night wasn't a total bust-got my first kiss from Jess Bradley. Actually, he kissed me three times! It's too bad I'm leaving tomorrow, I would have loved to kiss him again.'
Jon closed the journal. "Huh."
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
10:52 a.m.
Point Place High
(song- 'My Best Friend'-Weezer)
Holder causally took his fourth period books out of his locker. As he closed the door, he nearly jumped an inch-Pez was standing on the other side of the locker, looking completely creepy. Holder grabbed his chest to make sure that his chest was still beating. Good, it was. He gave his best friend a little smile.
"Hey, Pez." She only stared at him. "Uh, how's everything? Pez?" Holder waved a hand in front of Pez's face. "You alive in there?"
"They want to give him away." Pez finally stated in an emotionless voice.
Holder only nodded and started walking to class, knowing that Pez would follow him. They walked only a bit before stopping in front of Holder's classroom.
"They want to give him away." Pez repeated.
"Who?" Holder raised an eyebrow, clearly confused.
Pez gasped. She looked shocked, as if she had expected Holder to be able to read her mind. "Wesley!" Holder did a double take. Pez hadn't called him by his first name since-since the third grade. "Wesley the second, you son o' a bitch!" A few students glanced their way.
The teddy bear? Holder rolled his eyes. Pez was freaking out over a stupid teddy bear. "Pez," he put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "man, it's a bear. A teddy bear with only one eye."
Pez's eyes grew wide with horror. How dare Holder say such things about her beloved bear? "Whatever, dumb-ass." She shook her head in disappointment. "I just need you to watch him for today. Or at least until Grandma Kitty and my mom finish the church toy drive."
Holder sighed loudly. "Fine, you can stick him in my van. I'll hide him under the seat or something." Pez gasped. "Fine! I'll put him in my locker." Pez gave him a death glare. "My room?" He asked, his voice getting nervous. "Fine!" He stomped a foot. "On me at all times."
Pez grinned widely. She slipped her book bag off her right shoulder and took the teddy bear out of it. Pez gently handed the stuffed animal to Holder. "Be careful with him. And remember, he likes waffles for breakfast and Alf scares him." She patted Holder's broad shoulder. "I'll be by to pick him up tomorrow night." Pez grinned again before skipping away.
Holder looked down at the bear. For a moment he thought about just dumping the bear off in his locker. Then he stared at it again and knew that Pez would kill him if he let the thing out of his site.
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
11:58 a.m.
Point Place High
In a one Starbucks town like Point Place, rumors were usually the only thing to keep the local high school kids going until the weekend. The rumors, which where almost always based on truth at the start of the day, usually ended by being all wrong. Sadly, Parker Forman caught the rumor of January twenty-seventh right in the middle of the day. Where half the facts were true and half were falser then Ashley Davidson's new breast (which had been an eighteenth birthday gift, at least according to the rumor mill.)
According to sources, the rumor had started the night before.
Apparently, Ron Netting had been grabbing a burger at the Hub when he over heard Wesley Kelso and Pez Whatherlastnameis talking about the fact that Jon Hyde had flown all the way to California to be with Vista Forman. Ron had quickly texted his lab partners Wendy Black and Kyle Johnson. Wendy had quickly spread the news throughout the cheerleaders while Kyle had taken on the jocks. The jocks and cheerleaders had mentioned it to the honors kids and the student counsel members the next morning. The honors kids and the student counsel members had passed the rumor on to the geeks, nerds, dorks, magic card kids, and the douche bags. Who told the drama kids and the freaks during second and third period. They had passed it on to the stoners and the juvenile delinquents. They would have told Jon Hyde, but he wasn't around. Instead, Alex Mac had pulled the skinny loser, Parker Forman, aside and told him: "Jon's gone to kidnapped the freaky genius kid, whose named after the car. They goin' to Vegas, cause she's having his kid, man!"
And at 11:58 a.m., Parker Forman was completely and utterly freaked out. He needed answers and he needed them from someone-now. Parker rushed to the cafeteria in search of someone. He found Chase in the lunch line, thinking about if she wanted the fruit cup or the vegetable salad.
"Chase!" Parker called out.
Chase turned around to look at him, but not before choosing the fruit cup. "Hey, yeah?"
Parker quickly pushed his way into the line next to her. "Is it true?" Chase raised an eyebrow. "Wait, wait, you seen Jon?"
Chase paid for her lunch and walked with Parker to a table. "No. He might be skipping. You tried the second floor boy's bathroom? Or the parking lot?" She paused in thought. "Might have all day detention."
Parker shook his head. He stopped thinking for a split second, so he could pull Chase's chair out for her. She smiled up at him as she sat down. Parker joined her. "No, no, uh, he doesn't. He usually tells me so I can tell his "business partners"," Parker used air quotes. "that he won't be joining them for "lunch" in the second floor bathroom." He leaned closer to her. "Have you heard today's rumor?"
Chase took a bite of her burger and spit it out. Really not a good lunch. "Uh, the one where Jon's flown to California because he needs to get five hundred bucks from Vista so he can pay of a drug dealer from Vegas?"
Parker's forehead became knotted in confusion. "What? Who told you that?"
Chase shrugged. "Zack Glass, second period. Why?" She laughed lightly. "It's just the daily rumor. Tomorrow, they'll be talking about someone else. Jon's probably at the Hub or something. You should ask Pez or Holder, they might know."
It was like a light had gone off in Parker's mind. He quickly kissed Chase's lips. "You are just so smart." He gave her another kiss before jumping out of his chair and rushing out of the cafeteria.
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
12:05 p.m.
Point Place High
At twelve oh five, Parker found Holder inside his van, Emma Palmer on top of him. Parker made a disgusted face before loudly clearing his throat. Perhaps out of habit, Holder pushed Emma off him and quickly pull his shirt back down. Emma moved herself into a corner and fixed her hair.
"God, Paul, what is your problem?" She asked with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Doesn't your girlfriend give you any? Pervert."
"My name is Parker! Park-er!" Parker angrily made his way into the van and put himself on one of the 'love pillows', which were really just old pink pillows that Jackie Hyde had thrown out a couple of years before. "Holder, have you heard today's rumor?"
From her corner, Emma asked: "Oh, I have! So, is it true that Jon Hyde flew to California to protect your sister because she's carrying a Vegas drug lord's baby? 'Cause I think you should just call the cops."
Parker did a double take. "What? No! Go back to fixing your hair." He moved his attention to Holder. "Well?"
Holder looked nervous and guilty. "You mean the rumor about Jon going to California because he has to pay a drug dealer five hundred dollars so Vista can keep the bastard baby she's carrying?" He nodded. "Yeah, heard it from Walt Steinberg during fourth." He laughed loudly. "Like Jon has five hundred dollars."
Parker's mouth hung open for a split second. Was Holder really that brilliant of a liar or just very very gullible and forgetful? "Holder, man, I need you to focus-is Jon in California with Vista?"
Holder looked from Parker to Emma and back again. He knew the jig was up. And he inwardly paused so he could laugh at the word jig. "N-yes. But, we need her back, Parker! She's like our mascot or something."
Parker exchanged a look with Emma and then stared at Holder, totally stunned. Jon had actually gone to California for Vista?
January 27th, 2004
Outside Eureko, California-Cherrywood Private School
3:15 p.m.
Vista Forman's Dorm Room
Jon had spent the whole day in the dorm room. During this time, he had read all of the text books that Vista had left, as well as Crystal's diary. This, of course, led him to two things: one-the school was much to demanding and two- Crystal was a whore and he was slightly surprised that she wasn't pregnant yet.
Vista had yet to return and he was wondering if and when she would. Maybe she had gotten scared and called his parents? They would now be coming to get him. He could only image the Zen look his father would give him and how high his mother's voice would get as she yelled at him for defacing the Hyde family name.
He wondered what he would say when Vista returned. Her lap top journal entry had been so-so unlike her and so selfish. A woman had died and she had written about a first kiss! Even sounded disappointed about it.
"Hey," Jon looked up from the American history book which he had been reading (and writing comments in) to see Vista enter the room. "you're still here."
Jon put the book down and stood up from the bed he had been sitting on. "Not leaving without you." He told her in a totally straight forward way. "Thought you got that."
She gave him a little look. "Oh, I got it. Just didn't think you'd stick around this long." She dropped her book bag on the floor. "You really should go home, Jon."
"Not without you." He repeated, still Zen. "So, you told them you're leaving or what?"
"Well," Vista ducked his gaze and moved over to sit on the computer chair. "no. You kind of need a parent's consent to just leave the school. Which is why I think you should just go home. People are bound to start noticing you're gone. You can go and tell my parents how I feel and then we can take it from there." She nodded to herself. "I thought it all over very carefully and I think it is for the best."
Behind his sunglasses, Jon raised an eyebrow. "What? No." He forcefully shook his head. And he was starting to lose his cool. "No deal, Vista. You're coming back with me."
Jon walked over to the closet and took out a couple of suitcases. "Say goodbye to Hollywood, Vista." He opened a drawer and started dumping things into the suitcase.
Vista tried to stop him, but he kept pushing her away. "I said, say goodbye to Hollywood. You're miserable here and I am not leaving you. That's final."
Vista shook her head and tried to put her clothes up. "No, Jon, no, I have to-those aren't my socks. Wait!" She let out a little growl of annoyance. "Fine. Fine!" Feeling only a little defeated, Vista say back down in the chair.
She was going home with Jon and there really was nothing she could do about it.
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
5:05 p.m.
The Hub
After school, Parker had kept a low profile, not wanting to go home. He had called Eric, who told him Donna had bought drums. So, instead he headed to the Hub, to hide. He was only half surprised when Pez found him. His cousin had a way of finding men.
"Parker!" She smiled brightly and sat down at the table with him. "How you holdin' up?" He blinked. "You want something? A soda? Fries? Can-dy?" She looked at him. Parker just stared at her. "Well, fine then. Screw you to, buddy."
That snapped him out of it. "Pez!" He coughed back a laugh. Now was not the time to laugh at the funny little way Pez insulted people.
Pez's smile grew bright again. "Aunt Donna is looking for you. She's cornered Uncle Eric, Bob, Grandpa Red, and Grandma Kitty-they're in your living room, singing pop hits from the 1970s as we speak."
Parker had to laugh at that one. "I'm missing that? Damn." He cleared his throat. "Holder and Emma told me about the plan. You guys missed Vista that much, huh?"
Pez shrugged. "We sort of need her. We're like a set and with one gone, we were like….like a keg with no tap." She waved a hand. "Besides, she's much to young to be all alone. And you'll need her to deal with Aunt Donna."
Parker had to admit that was true. "But, how are you guys going to explain this?"
Pez beamed. "We have speeches." She reached into her purse. "Here, I wrote one for you." Parker took the speech with a smile.
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
6:41 p.m.
The Forman Basement
Chase didn't even jump when the side door came swinging open. Holder quickly rushed into the basement. "Chase! I need your help. You're smart, right?"
Chase put down the comic she was reading. "Holder, I'm not telling you what a WW is."
He snorted. "I don't need to know that. Emma told me it means 'world wide'." He waved a hand. "I need your help because Pez wanted me to watch something and I kind of lost it somewhere this afternoon."
"She'll understand. What did you lose?"
Holder took a deep breath. "Wesley the second."
Chase gasped and put a hand over her mouth. "No! She's going to kill you."
"I know!" He fell down into the hair. "I'm going to be killed by a five foot five girl. Maybe if she were taller I could live it done. But, everyone will totally call me names after she kills me." He glanced over at Chase. "You got to help me find that stupid bear!"
"Okay, okay…where did you see it last?"
Holder scoffed. "Chase, if I knew that, it wouldn't be lost. Would it?"
Chase just rolled her eyes. It was going to be a long night.
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
9:03 p.m.
Forman Living Room
Parker softly opened his front door, silently praying that Donna was asleep. Of course, the dream was to good to be true. The moment he opened the door, the living lights came on. Donna sat by the kitchen door-behind a set of drums. Eric sat on the couch, looking miserable. Damn it!
"Parker, you're back. Thank God, everyone else got tired on me." Donna squealed. "I bought sheet music from Cats!"
Parker exchanged a nervous look with Eric. "Dad, Dad….I'm scared."
Eric tried to be strong. "I know, son. Be strong and just pick up the guitar so nobody gets hurt."
Parker looked at Donna. She was calmly setting up her drums. Parker slowly went to the stairs and picked up the guitar. "Yes, sir. Let's all just stay calm."
January 27th, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
10:45 p.m.
The Forman Basement
Chase and Holder entered the basement through the side door. They both went straight to the couch and sat. The two of them had spent the last few hours looking for Pez's teddy bear and they had had no luck. They had looked at the school, in Holder's van, at the Hub, in Emma's bedroom, on Emma, and finally in the alley behind the drug store-Chase had declined learning what Holder was doing back there.
"Well, looks like you're as good as dead." Chase said, only somewhat sad by that thought. She was fairly sure Pez wouldn't kill him-maybe just leave him in a coma.
"Chase!" Holder squeaked. He made a high squeaking sound. "She won't kill me. I'm her Holder! She named a teddy bear after me."
"Which you lost." Chase pointed out.
Holder was about to say that it wasn't his fault, when Pez came bouncing down the stairs. "My friends!" She hopped up on the deep freeze. "Holder, I have come for Wesley the second. The church toy drive is over and he is save for another year."
"Oh…well…" Holder went on over to his friend. "Pezzy, what if I said I'd buy you a nice new stuffed bear?"
"I'd say Wesley the second will have a new friend."
Holder looked at Chase, fear written all over his man-pretty face. He turned back to Pez. "Pez, I want you to just remember that you love me. I'm your adorable friend, Holder." He gave her a charming smile.
"Pez," Chase cut in. "Holder has to tell you something."
Pez brightened up at that idea. "Oh! Is it something fun?"
"It might be." Holder said nervously. "For…you." He cleared his throat and wrapped his jacket around himself. "Pez, oh! Wait," Holder opened his jacket and pulled a teddy bear from inside of it. "he's Wesley the second." He chuckled goofily and held the bear up. Holder raised his voice to a high voice and made the bear talk. "'Hi, Mommy!'" Holder put the teddy bear up to Pez's face and made the teddy bear kiss her. "'I missed you.'"
Pez giggled. "Oh, Wesley the second!" She hugged the bear against her chest.
Holder beamed. "Yeah, I kept him in my jacket for safe keeping!" He looked back at Chase, who was shaking her head. "And you know, so no one would see me carrying a teddy bear around."
Pez jumped off the deep freeze. "Good. So, you can take care of him again in six months."
Holder and Chase collectively looked at each other in horror.
Next 2.3: "Shameless"- Vista, returning to Point Place via Jon and a plane ticket, force Donna, Eric, Jackie, and Hyde to act like parents. When Parker begins to think Red and Kitty don't want Chase staying with them anymore, he decides to take matters into his own hands.
2.4- "For the Longest Time"-After months of dating, Holder becomes annoyed with Emma and tries to break up with her-only she won't let him. Parker, Pez, and Chase get roped into working at the church fair.
2.5- "It's Still Rock and Roll to Me"-Pez gets solos in the choir's 'musical night' and becomes upset when she learns that Jon and Holder have tickets to a concert that night, Parker and Chase have a date.