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Degrassi Season 16

"When It All Falls Apart" Episode 10

Miles is walking down the hallway at school, having just left the cafeteria. Esme is rushing after him frantically.

"Miles!" she called. "Miles! Where are you going?"
"Away from here!" Miles barked.
"You can't just walk away from this," Esme said. Miles stops and turns to her.
"Yes I can, and I'm going to," Miles said sternly. "I'm done playing these games with you."
"What games are you talking about?" Esme asked in confusion.
"Don't pretend like you don't know," Miles growled as he kept making his way through the hallway.
"I really don't know, Miles," Esme insisted following Miles. "Please, just talk to me!"
"I don't want to talk to you," Miles snarled.
"Why not?" Esme asked. "You're my boyfriend. Why won't you just tell me whats wrong?"
"Because this isn't working anymore!" Miles yelled suddenly turning to her. "Everything bad that's happened to me so far this year has been your fault." Esme steps back, as she starts to cry. Miles sighs. "I just need some time to figure this all out."
"Seems like you have it pretty figured out to me," Esme sobs. She turns the other direction and walks away from Miles, as he stands and watches her leave. The theme music begins to play.

*Enter Theme Music*

SCENE 1

Rose is walking in the hallway. Bentley is coming toward her in the opposite direction. When they meet, he shoves a pile of papers into her chest, causing her latch on to them. She's taken by surprise and Bentley keeps walking.
"What the..?" Rose asked to herself, turning back to Bentley. "What are these for?"
"History project!" Bentley called from over his shoulder, still walking away.
"What?" Rose asked looking at the papers. She shakes her head and walks up to her locker. Just as she opens it, Sophie walks up to her.
"Whatcha got there?" Sophie asked smiling.
"Papers for our history project that Bentley just gave me out of the blue just now," Rose replied, sifting through the papers.
"So he's actually pulling his weight, huh?" Sophie smiled.
"Shocking, I know," Rose grumbled. She comes across an envelope. "What's this? It can't be for the project." Sophie looks into her arms.
"Open it up, see what it is," Sophie suggested. Rose puts the rest of the papers in her locker and opens up the envelope, pulling a piece of paper out and reading it to herself. She glares at Sophie and rolls her eyes. "What? What is it?"
"It's a cheesy ass love poem," Rose sighed.
"Aw, read it," Sophie gushed.
"Roses are red, some what like you," Rose started. "But you're smoking' hot, and I like like that, too. Date?" Rose crumples the paper and throws it in her locker. "Pathetic."
"That's actually really sweet," Sophie said. "I wish Winston was more romantic like that. You should go on a date with him. He's rich, so I bet he'll take you somewhere nice."
"I don't think so," Rose said. "The last thing I need is a distraction and another Lance situation to happen."
"Don't tell me you're passing up a chance to go on a date with Degrassi's newest heart throb," Sophie said.
"That's exactly what I'm saying," Rose sneered.
"Rose, he's nothing like Lance," Sophie reassured her. "You gotta put yourself back out there at some point."
"Hmm, okay, you're right, how about after college?" Rose said closing her locker. "When I have a stable career with a steady income."
"Fine," Sophie huffed. "But you know you can be a bore sometimes."
"I'd rather be a bore and remain focused than become loose for some boy," Rose said.
"You know you don't have to give it up until you're ready," Sophie pointed out.
"You don't get it, Sophia," Rose said. "Guys are controlled by that thing between their legs. They will say and do whatever it takes to get a girl to give it up, and then when they're done they leave you, and then that girl is the only person she has to help her pick up those pieces and I just refuse to be that girl. All guys want is to get in a girl's pants. Bentley is no different, he just hypnotizes girls with his money."
"It just sounds like you're asking to be lonely," Sophie said.
"Except I'm not lonely," Rose said. "Dying to have a boyfriend because I don't know how to be alone, that makes me lonely." Rose walks off. Sophie sighs and rolls her eyes.

SCENE 2

Maya is sitting at her desk, waiting for her English class to begin. Tristan walks in frantically and sits down next to her. He leans in to make the conversation he's about to start more private.

"I have to talk to you," Tristan said quietly.
"The latest episode of West Drive not end the way you wanted it to?" Maya chuckled.
"I found weed," Tristan said seriously.
"Where?" Maya asked confused.
"Jasper's car," Tristan replied. "Under his passenger seat, and it wasn't a little. He had bags of it, all just shoved under the seat." Milo walks into the classroom and over to his desk.
"What do you think he's doing with all of it?" Maya asked.
"Who's doing what?" Milo asked sitting down at his desk. Tristan and Maya look at each other and hesitate. Tristan takes a deep breath.
"Tristan found a bunch of weed in Jasper's car," Maya blurted out.
"Weed?" Milo asked.
"Bags of it," Tristan said softly.
"Is he dealing?" Milo asked. "He can't be smoking it all. He's not that rich."
"He's not a dealer," Tristan said defensively. "At least I don't think he is."
"So then he's been smelling like a skunk the past few weeks," Milo pointed out.
"I think I would know if my boyfriend was getting high on weed," Tristan growled. "After all, your ex was smoking up every day that we were together."
"Okay, can we not bring up Miles?" Milo sassed, rolling his eyes.
"You're still mad at him?" Maya asked.
"He's been abusing drugs," Milo grumbled. "You don't just forget that in twenty four hours."
"But it's typical Miles," Tristan said. "He's always on something to run from his problems. I can't believe you haven't figured this out yet."
"I'm not talking about Miles," Milo sighed. "What are you going to do about Jasper?"
"What do you mean?" Tristan asked.
"Come on, you're not seriously going to pretend that your boyfriend isn't potentially selling illegal narcotics, are you?" Milo groaned.
"It's not my place to pry," Tristan said.
"Milo has a point," Maya said sheepishly. "I mean it's not like you found a bag. You found a lot."
"Yeah, but if I ask and find out that he really is dealing, I become an accessory," Tristan explained.
"You technically already are," Milo pointed out. "Whether or not you know he's dealing it doesn't matter, you know he has it regardless." Tristan paused.
"What should I do?" Tristan asked.
"Confront him," Maya said.
"And then tell the cops," Milo added.
"I can't tell the police," Tristan said.
"Then you better act like nothing is wrong," Milo suggested. Tristan's eyes remained locked with Milo's until he turns away. Tristan looks down at his desk.

SCENE 3

Bentley is wadding up paper into balls and tossing them into the trash can as he waits for history class to start. Rose walks in and stands in the doorway looking at Bentley, hesitating. She walks over to the desk next to him and sits down. Bentley smiles at her as he wads another piece of paper into a ball.

"Did you get a chance to look over my half of the assignment?" Bentley smirked in excitement.
"I did," Rose exhaled.
"Did everything look presentable?" Bentley asked eagerly.
"Um, yup, it all looks presentation worthy," Rose replied avoiding Bentley's underlying question.
"So everything was to a T?" Bentley asked, taking aim at the trash can.
"Uh, several Ts," Rose replied. Bentley threw the paper ball into the trash can.
"Did you by any chance find an envelope in those papers I gave you?" Bentley asked slyly. "It accidentally fell in the stacks of papers." Rose turns to face him.
"You mean the one that had a cheesily written love poem in it?" Rose grumbled.
"Yeah, that one," Bentley smiled leaning back in his seat. "What do you say?"
"I say 'go suck an egg,'" Rose snarled. "I'm not dating you Bentley. Not now, not ever, and as soon as this stupid project is over, our limited contact is over."
"Ah, playing hard to get I see," Bentley grinned.
"More like never in your dreams," Rose snotted back, turning away from him. Bentley leaned forward and rested his arms on his desk, grinning to himself.

SCENE 4

Miles is sitting on the couch in this therapist's office. He keeps looking around nervously as his right leg keeps bouncing up and down. His therapist grins at him in curiosity.

"Miles?" she asked inquisitively. "Is everything okay?"
"Huh?" Miles asked turning his focus back to the therapist.
"You seem quite fidgety today," the therapist pointed out. "Is there anything on your mind?"
"No," Miles lied paused. "Well, yeah, maybe. I don't know."
"You don't know if you have anything that you want to talk about?" she asked.
"No, I do, I just don't know if I should talk about it," Miles confessed. The therapist gives him a look insisting that he continue. Miles sighs deeply. "Milo is done with me and I feel like it's Esme's fault."
"Why would it be her fault?" she asked.
"Because he doesn't like that I hang out with her," Miles explained. "He thinks she's bad news, and that I'm being reckless because of it."
"And he believes this because...?" she continued inquisitively. Miles hesitates, fidgeting in his seat.
"She just likes to have fun," Miles hinted.
"As in sex?" the therapist asked.
"We'll go with that," Miles replied. "I mean, I know she's not the best influence, but I feel free when I'm around her. I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not. I don't have to hide my hatred for my father and she agrees with me. She acknowledges that he's evil and she doesn't try to make me pretend like he's not."
"And Milo does?" the therapist asked in clarification. Miles pauses for a second.
"Well, not exactly," Miles said. "He makes me feel like I'm overreacting. Like I have to be perfect."
"So, he's asked you to make changes to who you are, and Esme hasn't," the therapist stated. "She has fully supported you for who you are."
"Well, I mean, Milo's never asked me to change anything about myself," Miles clarified. "But I just feel like I have to."
"Because he's more put together than you, and you feel like you need to be on his level in order to gain his approval, when in actuality, you already have his approval, and it's your self doubt that makes you think you don't have it," the therapist stated. "Esme on the other hand, obviously makes it known that you have her approval, which is why you don't feel any pressure when you're around her."
"Exactly, you get it," Miles smiled nervously.
"Actually, I don't," the therapist said.
"You don't?" Miles asked confused. The therapist smiled and leaned in slightly.
"Esme is a fling," the therapist started. "Sure, she's a blast to hang around not, she says all of the things that you want to hear, but that's what makes this relationship with her fleeting. It isn't true love, even if it feels like it. Milo, on the other hand, has more credibility. Yes, he suggests that your reservations about your father are over the top, but he doesn't force you to make amends with him. He understands that you need to make your own choices. If anything, Milo actually does accept you for yourself."
"Then why do I feel like he doesn't?" Miles asked. "Every time, I mess up, he runs off. He leaves me."
"Because Milo has a better grasp on a concept that most people your age are still experimenting with," the therapist replied.
"And what's that?" Miles asked annoyed.
"Self respect," the therapist smiled. "Even though Milo accepts you for you, other's mistreatment of him is something that he doesn't allow to be done to himself, even if it's someone that he cares about."
"So you're saying that it's my fault he leaves me?" Miles asked sternly.
"Well, you have said in the past that you've cheated on him, and we've discussed your sudden break up to be with Esme," the therapist pointed out. "I'm not placing blame, but those are events that I doubt anyone in Milo's shoes would react positively to." Miles huffs and lays back in his seat.

SCENE 5

Jasper is leaning against his car outside of Degrassi, waiting for Tristan to come out. Tristan and Maya walk out of the front door, and Tristan notices Jasper, and grabs on to Maya's arm.

"There he is," Tristan gasped. "Should I bring up the weed now, or should I hold off?"
"The sooner, the better," Maya suggested.
"What if he gets mad?" Tristan asked as they made their way towards Jasper. "Stay with me."
"You can do it, Tristan," Maya reassured. "Just don't get in the car with him. I'll sit over by the picnic table in case things don't go well. I'll be watching." Maya parts ways with Tristan and Tristan takes a deep breath as he walks over to Jasper. Jasper looks up and sees Tristan walking his way, and he smiles.
"Hey, you," Jasper smiled. "I was beginning to think the school swallowed you whole." Jasper kisses him on the cheek.
"That's totally what it felt like," Tristan replied nervously.
"So, where are we headed?" Jasper asked romantically. "Coffee? Movies? My place?"
"Actually, there's something that I wanted to talk to you about," Tristan hesitated.
"What is it?" Jasper asked confused.
"Yesterday, I found weed under you car seat," Tristan drug out. Jasper leans his head back and smirks. "I was just wondering..."
"If I smoke," Jasper interrupted.
"Well, not just that," Tristan confessed. "There was a lot of it. My question is are you dealing?" Jasper stares unenthusiastically at Tristan. "I mean it's not a big deal, it's just..."
"First off, it is a big deal, otherwise you wouldn't be asking," Jasper growled, standing up straight. "And second off, if I was dealing, I wouldn't tell you I was."
"Why wouldn't you?" Tristan asked.
"Because of this," Jasper snarled opening up his car door and getting inside. He slams the door shut.
"Are you seriously going to leave me here?" Tristan asked annoyed.
"Hitch a ride with Princess," Jasper grumbled. He shifted his car into reverse, backed out of his parking spot, and sped off, leaving Tristan confused. Maya rushes over to Tristan's side.
"What happened?" Maya asked. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Tristan said still in a trance. "But I don't think my relationship is."

SCENE 6

The power cheer girls are warming up in the gym. Rose walks in from the gym and sees Tori flirting with Bentley. They're both smiling and Tori is giggling and blushing. Rose glares at them in disgust as she walks over. Bentley walks away as Rose catches their goodbye.

"Okay, I'll see you at eight," Tori swooned, watching Bentley leave. She sighs smitten, and turns to acknowledge Rose. "You'll never guess what happened."
"You told that creep to go pound sand?" Rose guessed, disdain in her tone.
"He's not a creep," Tori defended. "He's really sweet, and he's so romantic. He asked me out to a rooftop date, under the stars tonight. Total dreamboat or what?"
"Yes, a regular Casanova," Rose grumbled. "Give me just one second. I think I left something in my locker. Start the warm ups without me."
"Okay," Tori agreed confused as Rose rushes by her. Rose runs out into the hallway and sees Bentley walking down the hall. She hustles to catch up to him.
"What's your game?" Rose asked angrily when she reached him. Bentley turns around and grins at her, biting his lower lip. "This morning you were drooling all over me, now all of a sudden you're asking Tori out?"
"You weren't interested, so I moved on," Bentley smirked.
"You move on pretty fast," Rose growled. "You've been flirting with me for weeks."
"And you never flirted back, now that I think about it," Bentley pointed out. Rose glares at him. Bentley shakes his head. "Hey, you were the one who told me never in my dreams."
"Yeah, but I didn't expect you to move on so fast, and let alone to Tori," Rose confessed.
"So, you're jealous?" Bentley grinned.
"No, I most certainly am not," Rose defended.
"Yeah, you are," Bentley insisted. "You didn't care about me until I turned my attention to another girl." Rose folds her arms, pursing her lips. "Admit it, you're jealous."
"I'm not jealous," Rose lied.
"Oh, yeah, then what do you call this?" Bentley asked.
"This is me getting upset because you treat girls like toys," Rose snarled.
"What can I say?" Bentley smiled. "I like to wind them up and watch them go."
"That's so sick," Rose spat. Bentley moves in closer to her.
"If you want a date, all you have to do is ask," he grinned. Bentley walks away with pep in his step, Rose glaring at him as he leaves.

SCENE 7

Miles is laying on the couch at the Hollingsworth mansion, talking to Winston who is sitting next to Miles in the arm chair.

"Your therapist thinks Esme is a fling?" Winston asked trying not to laugh. "Dude, we've all pretty much been saying that since this whole fiasco started."
"Well, I'm glad you told me so," Miles retaliated.
"Come on, you'd have to be asleep to know that Esme was no good for you," Winston said. "You and Milo were perfect together. You guys were so happy together..."
"I get it, Chewie!" Miles barked. "I've already been scolded enough for this, but I don't know how to fix this."
"Dude, how dense can you be?" Winston asked rhetorically. "The answer is so obvious!"
"So what is the answer?" Miles asked, sitting up.
"Dump Esme!" Winston exclaimed. "How thick can you be, man? All of your problems this semester have started with her. Look, break up with Esme and fix things with Milo."
"How?" Miles asked. "I'm dead to him, remember?"
"He was mad," Winston replied. "We all say things we don't mean when we're mad. Just apologize to him."
"Yeah?" Miles asked sternly. "And what if he doesn't accept it?"
"Wait, and try again," Winston suggested. "Don't give up. It might take him awhile." Miles nodded in agreement.

SCENE 8

Rose is in the computer lab working on her and Bentley's history project the next morning. Sophie walks in hastily, her phone in hand.

"I got your 911 text," Sophie announced as she made her way over to Rose. She sat down next to her as Rose turned her body towards Sophie. "What's the emergency?"
"Bentley asked Tori out on a date," Rose explained.
"So?" Sophie asked confused.
"After he asked me out," Rose growled. "Like on the same day."
"Why do you care?" Sophie asked. "I thought you didn't like Bentley."
"That's besides the point," Rose said. "It doesn't matter if I don't like the guy, it's rude to ask a girl out and then ask another one out the very same day after the first girl rejected him."
"Oh my god!" Sophie exclaimed suddenly, covering her mouth.
"What?" Rose asked confused.
"You like him," Sophie smiled quietly.
"No, I don't," Rose growled through her teeth.
"Rose, I've known you since kindergarten," Sophie stated. "I know when you're lying. You go into denial."
"I do not," Rose defended.
"Exhibit A," Sophie pointed out.
"I don't like Bentley," Rose insisted. "He's a creep and a jerk."
"And that totally turns you on," Sophie chuckled.
"That is gross, Sophia!" Rose exclaimed.
"Rose, when are you going to let your guard down?" Sophie asked. "So you like a guy, is that really the worst thing?" Rose pauses and then shakes her head.
"Guys are a distraction and I can't afford to lose my focus now," Rose decided turning back to her work.
"Dating doesn't have to end in distraction," Sophie insisted. "You can still be the focused Rose that you've always, and still have time for a relationship." Rose purses her lips as she waves her pencil back and forth between her fingers.
"But what if I get hurt?" Rose asked. Sophie looks at her inquisitively. "If I get hurt, it could cause me to lose focus, and fall behind."
"Or you'll move on and stay focused on other things," Sophie reassured. "You've always been good at refocusing when things go wrong."
"I'll be right back," Rose said getting up from her chair and rushing out of the computer lab.
"Mhmm, told you so," Sophie grinned.

SCENE 9

Miles is at his locker, getting his books for class. Esme sheepishly walks up to him.

"Hey," she greeted shyly. "Are you still mad at me?"
"Not mad," Miles grumbled.
"That's good," Esme smiled, her mood suddenly changing. "You should come over tonight. We can make popcorn, watch ridiculous movies..."
"I said I'm not mad, but that doesn't mean we should hang out," Miles interrupted sternly.
"What do you mean?" Esme asked tearing up. "Are you breaking up with me?"
"Yes," Miles said softly. "I thought you were what I wanted, but I was wrong. I can't see you anymore."
"What did I do?" Esme asked frantically. "What did I say? I'll fix it, let's just talk this out."
"There's nothing to talk about!" Miles roared. Students in the hallway turn their attention to Miles and Esme. Miles' face turns red in embarrassment as he looks around the hallway. He turns his attention back to Esme. "I love Milo, and I made a mistake breaking up with him for you. I wanted to get back at my dad, and I made a huge mistake."
"I'm a mistake?" Esme cried.
"For me, you were," Miles replied. "I'm sorry, but it's over. I have to fix things with Milo." Miles shuts his locker and starts to walk down the hall.
"You think he's going forgive you?" Esme asked angrily. "You're dead to Milo! He's not going to forgive you!" Miles keeps walking despite Esme's statement.

SCENE 10

Tristan finds Jasper sitting on a bench under the stairwell, staring at his phone. Tristan approaches his him cautiously.

"You didn't call me last night," Tristan stated nervously. Jasper looks up at him. "I knew you were upset with me but I didn't think you were that mad." Jasper sighs deeply.
"We have to break up," Jasper confessed.
"What?" Tristan asked confused.
"It's not about what happened yesterday," Jasper clarified. "It's just, you don't need to be around me. I'm a bad guy. I can't explain why, but just know that I'm trouble, and it's best for someone like you to not be around someone like me."
"Okay, what's up with the vague explanation?" Tristan asked. "I really like you, Jasper..."
"I really like you, too," Jasper interrupted. "But I care too much about you to let you get caught up in my mess. It's not for you." Tristan looks down at his feet in sadness.
"Do you deal?" Tristan asked quietly. Jasper pauses.
"It's complicated," Jasper hesitated. "Let's just leave it at that."
"Fair enough," Tristan agreed. The bells rings suddenly. "I better get to class. I'll see you around." Tristan walks away. Jasper is left alone with his thoughts.

SCENE 11

Rose sees Bentley in the library. She walks over to him and stands in front of him. Bentley looks up her and smiles.

"Well, well, well," he grinned. "Ms. Wilson, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I want a date," Rose mumbled.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that," Bentley teased.
"I want a date," Rose repeated, still inaudible.
"I can't hear you," Bentley said scratching his ear. Rose rolls her eyes and huffs.
"I want to go on a date with you," Rose finally admitted.
"Oh, really now?" Bentley grinned. "And why the sudden change of heart?"
"I've just been thinking that maybe I haven't been giving you a fair chance because I'm afraid of getting distracted," Rose explained.
"So I distract you," Bentley smiled.
"Don't make me vomit," Rose groaned. "So what do you say? Can we go on a date?" Bentley thinks about for a second.
"I don't know," Bentley admitted. "I'm kind of involved with Tori now. You had your chance."
"Well, I can see I'm wasting my time then," Rose concluded. "I'll see you in history." Rose turns and starts walking out of the library.
"Hey, Rose," Bentley called. Rose turns back to him. "I'll pick you up at eight on Friday."
"What?" Rose asked.
"Well, you came all this way to swallow your pride," Bentley explained. "I have to reward you somehow, don't I?" Rose scoffs.
"You're a mess," she chuckled. "Don't be late."
"I don't keep my dates waiting," Bentley flirted. "Wear something nice."
"Shut up," Rose commanded. Bentley smiled. Rose turns and walks out of the library smiling.

SCENE 12

Miles approaches Milo at his locker.

"Can I talk to you?" Miles asked nervously. Milo ignores him, digging into his locker. "I broke up with Esme."
"Cool," Milo muttered. "Now you can move on to your next victim."
"You're still mad," Miles concluded.
"I told you I was done with you," Milo reminded.
"So that means we can't at least try to be friends?" Miles asked.
"No, Miles, we can't," Milo growled turning to him. "We tried being boyfriends, we tried being just friends. Face it, we don't work." Milo turns back to his locker.
"Can we at least be civil?" Miles asked. "We still have to be lab partners."
"That's another thing," Milo brought up. "I'm making Winston switch with me so Kitty can be my partner for the rest of the year." Milo shuts his locker and turns back to Miles. "I told you were dead to me, and I meant it." Milo walks away. Miles starts to chase after him but is interrupted by a text from Esme. Miles pulls out his phone and reads "I'm taking care of everything." Miles is confused so he calls Esme, and she picks up.
"Where are you?" Miles asked. "What do you mean you're taking care of things?"
"You wanted me out of your life," Esme reminded him. "So, I'm taking care of it."
"Are you going to hurt yourself?" Miles asked worried.
"Goodbye, Miles," Esme signed off.
"Esme?" Miles asked. She hangs up. "Esme? Esme!" Miles looks at his phone, panic rushes over him.

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