Degrassi Season 16
"Stitches, Part 1" Episode 11
"Man! I Feel Like A Woman" by Shania Twain starts playing as Lindsay walks through the front door of Degrassi. She's dressed up in a nice blouse, short skirt, and heels. Her face is painted up and her wig is done up nice. Everyone turns their heads to watch her as she struts down the hallway. Comments like "look at her" and "who is that?" can be heard in the background. Lindsay smiles as she passes by everyone. She approaches Kitty who's sitting on the steps outside of the gym.
"What do you think?" Lindsay asked as she stops at Kitty's feet. Kitty looks up and smiles.
"Hot mama!" Kitty exclaimed. "Look at you!"
"You don't think it's too much?" Lindsay asked.
"Maybe pull back on the rouge," Kitty suggested. "But other than that, you are on fleek, girl."
"Thanks," Lindsay blushed.
"I'm so proud of you," Kitty gushed.
"Well, don't be too proud," Lindsay confessed. "I had to wait until my mum left for work in order to put all of this on."
"I'm sure she'll come around eventually," Kitty reassured.
"Kitty!" Maya called as she approached Kitty with Grace. "Who's your friend?" Kitty stands up next to Lindsay.
"Hey, Maya," Kitty greeted. "This is my friend, Lindsay. Lindsay, these are my friends, Maya and Grace."
"It's nice to meet you," Maya smiled to Lindsay. "Are you new to Degrassi?"
"In a matter of speaking," Lindsay blushed.
"Lindsay has been going through some changes," Kitty explained smiling. "But she's making some wonderful progress."
"Progress?" Grace asked confused.
"I'm trans," Lindsay explained sheepishly.
"Right on," Grace agreed. "It's great that you're working on your true self."
"Really?" Lindsay smiled.
"Totally," Maya agreed. "It's inspirational."
"Thanks," Lindsay blushed.
"We'll see you around, Cat Woman," Grace said. "Stay true, Lindsay." Grace and Maya continue down the hall. Kitty turns to Lindsay.
"See?" Kitty smiled. "People are going to accept you for the real you."
"I guess you're right," Lindsay said. "I don't know why I was so worried before."
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SCENE 1
Miles is sitting in the classroom, waiting for class to start. Winston walks in and sits down at the desk in front of Miles and turns around to face him.
"How did your talk with Milo yesterday go?" Winston asked.
"Not good," Miles grumbled. "He still hates me."
"Give him some time," Winston suggested. "He'll come around."
"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that," Miles admitted. "Anyways, it's not Milo I'm really worried about right now."
"What are you talking about?" Winston asked confused.
"I think Esme is hurting herself," Miles explained. "She sent me a text saying that she was going to take care of things. I called her and she said goodbye and hung up."
"And you didn't call the police?" Winston exclaimed. "Dude, she probably tried to kill herself."
"Look, I know Esme is crazy, but she wouldn't do that," Miles insisted quietly.
"Listen to yourself," Winston commanded. "You just said she's crazy. Crazy people do stuff like this."
"No, I know her, and trust me, she's not like that," Miles insisted firmly. Miles looks at the door and sees Esme standing in the doorway. Winston turns in Esme's direction. He notices that she's tugging on her sweater sleeve, hinting that she's cut her wrists. Miles look pitifully at her. Esme continues to her desk, trying not to cry.
"Still think she's not capable of hurting herself?" Winston asked Miles quietly. Miles glares at Winston turns back around in his seat.
SCENE 2
Lindsay walks into Principal Simpson's office. She waits nervously in the doorway for Simpson to finish his phone call. He hangs up the phone and smiles at Lindsay.
"Ah, Scott," Simpson greeted. "Please come in. Have a seat." Lindsay smiles and walks over to a chair front of Simpson's desk and sits down. "What can I do for you today?"
"Um, could you start calling me 'Lindsay?'" she hesitated.
"Oh, you know how your mother feels about this situation," Simpson pointed out solemnly.
"I know," Lindsay acknowledged. "But, it's not her body and her life, it's mine, and this is how I want to live it. This is who I'm meant to be. I just want to be registered here as 'Lindsay' so that maybe no one will know that I'm really a guy, and I can start feeling comfortable here."
"Lindsay, you're mother has explicitly stated that she does not want us honoring your request to list you as female on your records here," Simpson reminded her.
"That's not fair!" Lindsay exclaimed.
"What if students were to find out that you're trans?" Simpson asked. "It could cause conflict at home and I just don't feel comfortable putting you in that position."
"But you're comfortable keeping me a boy on paper?" Lindsay clarified. "No one knows yet, and as long as I change my name on paper here, they won't."
"What about the girls washroom?" Simpson brought up.
"I'll use the handicap washroom," Lindsay insisted. "At this point, I don't care. I just want to be who I am freely here. You even said, Degrassi is a place where students can be themselves in a safe environment." Simpson doesn't respond. "Please, Mr. Simpson. This is what I want, and I deserve the chance to be who I really am." Simpson pauses.
"Fine," Simpson concluded. "I'll tell the office to change your name on the roster, but unfortunately I can't change your records. That is a legal matter."
"I'll take it," she agreed.
"Are you absolutely sure?" Simpson double checked.
"Yes, with out at doubt," Lindsay smiled.
SCENE 3
After class, Miles follows Esme out of class, and catches up to her as she makes her way down the hallway.
"Esme," Miles called. "Esme!" She stops and turns to him, tearing up.
"Are you okay?" Miles asked concerned. "You didn't hurt yourself, did you?"
"You said you wanted me out of your life," Esme choked. "I was just doing what you wanted. I would do anything for you."
"I didn't mean you should hurt yourself," Miles clarified. "I was worried about you."
"Because Milo still won't talk you?" Esme asked. Miles bit his lower lip in shame. "I'm your second choice because Milo doesn't want to be your first."
"It's not like that, I promise," Miles reassured.
"Everything was just so much better when we were together," Esme confessed. "We had so much fun, I just don't understand why..." Esme starts crying crocodile tears, making Miles feel guilty.
"Look, let's go somewhere and talk," Miles said. Esme nods in agreement, still crying fake tears as they walk down the hall.
SCENE 4
Lacey and Angus are setting up the stand for the food drive fundraiser in the front lobby of Degrassi. Frankie walks up carrying a box of supplies and smiling.
"Thanks again for letting me help with the fundraiser, Lacey," Frankie smiled, setting the box down on the table. "Volunteer work is going to look great on university applications."
"It's not a problem, Frankie," Lacey smiled in return as Angus begins to hang up . "Anyone willing to help is greatly appreciated."
"So, what exactly is the objective of this fundraiser?" Frankie asked.
"We're collecting money and food to give to a local homeless shelter," Lacey explained. "Our goal is to collect two hundred and fifty non perishable food items, and we're aiming to raise at least a thousand dollars."
"And what's the motivation?" Frankie asked. "I mean students aren't just going to donate for nothing."
"Very true," Angus agreed finishing putting up the banner. "Which is why if we hit both of our goals, Student Council will be putting on a dance at the end of the year."
"And anyone who donates will get a coupon for five dollars off of their dance ticket," Lacey added.
"Wow, that sounds so awesome!" Frankie exclaimed.
"It sounds good, but you gotta sell it," Angus smiled.
"He's right," Lacey chuckled. "You have to make it sound enticing, otherwise they're not going to buy into it."
"I can totally do that," Frankie reassured as Winston walked up carrying a box.
"Here's the rest of the supplies from the Student Council office," Winston stated setting the box down on the table.
"Winston, you're volunteering, too?" Frankie asked.
"Yeah, I want to be part of Student Council next year, so I figured what better way to get in good than by volunteering," Winston explained.
"I also pestered him into doing it," Sophie smiled coming up from behind Winston unexpectedly.
"Sophie, you're volunteering too," Frankie said through her teeth.
"Any opportunity to make a difference, I'll take it," she smiled. "Especially when a school dance is involved." Sophie nudges Winston playfully.
"Well, great, I'm looking forward to working with you guys," Frankie lied smiling.
"Awesome," Sophie smiled in return.
"This looks like it's going to get ugly," Angus whispered to Lacey. "Ex-girlfriend vs current girlfriend, who will come out on top?" Angus and Lacey giggle to each other.
SCENE 5
Miles and Esme are outside eating lunch at a picnic table. They're sitting across from each other, Miles watching Esme munch on carrot sticks as she's reading a book. Miles barely touches his food.
"I bet you're glad to be out of the hospital," Miles said breaking the ice. Esme looks at him and puts down her book.
"Um, yeah, those wait lines can be super long," Esme agreed shaking in her voice.
"But I thought the psyche ward keeps you under surveillance for seventy two hours," Miles stated. Esme hesitates.
"The seventy two hour rule is just a common misconception perpetuated by the main stream media," Esme lied.
"That's a very textbook response," Miles grumbled. Miles nodded at her wrist. "Let me see your wrist."
"Why?" Esme asked pulling her arm in closer to herself.
"I just wanna see how badly you hurt yourself," Miles replied grabbing her wrists.
"No, let go!" Esme shouted trying to break free of Miles' grip. Miles pulls her sleeve up to see her wrists are fine and not injured in any way. Miles glares at her as she starts to cry, getting up from the table and walking away. Miles chases after her.
"You faked your injuries?" Miles roared. "Why the hell would you do that?"
"Because you wouldn't talk to me!" Esme cried stopping and turning to Miles. "You wanted me out of your life, I didn't know what else to do to make you stay."
"That was the whole point," Miles growled. "I didn't want you to be a part of my life anymore, but you manipulated me! Everyone was right about you, you're crazy."
"Miles, no!" Esme cried. "Please, lets just talk about this."
"No," Mile replied sternly. "I'm done with you, for real this time. Stay away from me."
"Miles, please," Esme begged grabbing on to Miles' arm. Miles pulls away aggressively.
"I'm trying to change," Miles snarled turning to walk away.
"You don't need to change for me!" Esme cried. Miles turns to her. "You've said it yourself, I'm the only person that you can be yourself around."
"But I realized that I'm not being myself when I'm with you," Miles rebutted. "The only reason I'm being 'myself' is because of those stupid pills that you gave me, because they make me lose control. More so than when I'm not on them."
"But they help you relax, which is what you need," Esme stated.
"I can't rely on them because I'm not really relaxed," Miles argued. "I don't even know why I'm arguing with you about this. It's done, Esme." Miles storms off, leaving Esme standing alone, crying.
SCENE 6
Kitty skips over to Lindsay who is sitting in the cafeteria eating her lunch. Kitty sits down next to her.
"Hey, pretty lady," Kitty smiled.
"Hey, I'm glad you're here," Lindsay said enthused. "I have big news!"
"What's that?" Kitty asked.
"I got Simpson to agree to change my name for my records here at school," Lindsay gushed.
"Oh that's awesome!" Kitty exclaimed. "So, you're mum is okay with that?"
"She doesn't know," Lindsay replied. Kitty's smile instantly fades. "What's wrong?"
"You know the school calls home to approve any changes made to a student's records, right?" Kitty hesitated.
"They do what?" Lindsay asked shocked.
"Yeah, they call to confirm any changes with the parents of Students under the age of eighteen," Kitty explained.
"Oh, no, I'm dead," Lindsay sulked.
"Maybe this will be the moment when your mum comes around," Kitty suggested.
"I doubt it," Lindsay sighed. "I'm a dead woman." Kitty looks pitifully at her.
"You know if you need anything, my cell phone is always on," Kitty reminded her. "I'm having a movie marathon with Milo tonight, but you're more than welcome to join us."
"Thanks," Lindsay smiled. "I think I'll be alright though."
"Okay, but if you change your mind you know where I live," Kitty smiled.
SCENE 7
Winston and Frankie are in the booth, trying to take donations for the fundraiser. Winston is trying to get the attention of the students passing by in the hallway.
"Donate now to help feed the homeless!" Winston shouted. "A single donation is another donation closer to an end of the year dance!" The students continue to ignore Winston. Winston slouches back down in his seat behind the table. "Are school dances no longer cool anymore?"
"I just think the whole donation angle isn't cool," Frankie inputted.
"We've got to come up with some way to get these students to donate," Winston pondered.
"Um, hello, five dollars off their dance ticket," Frankie reminded him. "Did you forget?"
"Oh, yeah," Winston smiled standing up. "Donate now and get a coupon worth five dollars off of your dance ticket!" Still students ignored Winston. He slouches back down in his seat again. "Still nothing."
"Maybe it's just the lunch rush," Frankie suggested. "Empty bellies leaving people in a hurry."
"I guess," Winston sulked.
"You don't seem to be too motivated to have this happen," Frankie pointed out. "Don't you want to have a good time taking Sophie out?"
"To be honest, I don't even know if Sophie and I are going to make it to the dance," Winston sighed.
"Oh, do you guys have other plans that night?" Frankie asked. "It seems so far away."
"No, we won't make it as in I'm planning on breaking up with her," Winston confessed. Frankie looks at him in shock.
"What, why?" Frankie asked.
"I don't know, I just don't feel the same about her as I do other people," Winston admitted.
"So, you like someone else?" Frankie asked.
"Yeah," Winston replied pausing. " And it's you." Frankie's eyes widen.
"Oh, wow," Frankie breathed.
"Don't get all worked up," Winston chuckled. "I know you and I are over, but I still have feelings for you and I just don't think it's fair to keep pursuing this relationship with Sophie when my feelings for you haven't been flushed out of my system. Besides, I've kind of grown bored of Sophie. All we do together is school work."
"Have you tried talking to her about it?" Frankie asked.
"It wouldn't make a difference," Winston sighed. "It's not her. She can't help it. I just don't feel like she excites me. At least not the way you do."
"Well, you still should talk to her," Frankie advised. "The sooner you break up with her, the sooner you both can move on and also you wouldn't technically be leading her on."
"You're right," Winston agreed. "I just can't stand to break her heart."
SCENE 8
Miles watches Milo from across the hall as Milo is at his locker. Kitty comes up to Milo and they talk and laugh. Miles keeps staring until he's interrupted by Maya.
"Miles?" Maya asked. "Miles? Miles!" Miles comes out of his trance shaking his head and turning to Maya.
"What?" Miles asked dazed.
"Are you okay?" Maya asked in concern.
"Um, yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Miles lied.
"You sure?" Maya double checked. "You seem kind of out it."
"Yeah, it's just, Milo," Miles confessed.
"He's still not talking to you?" Maya asked curiously.
"I tried to get him to, but he refuses," Miles explained.
"Well, just give him some time," Maya advised. "I'm sure he's bound to come around."
"Yeah, I guess we'll see about that," Miles sighed. Maya patted his shoulder and walked away. Miles reached into his pocket for a baggie of pills and clutched them in his hand. The scene cuts to Miles laying on the sofa in the Hollingsworth living room. Frankie walks into the living room in a huff and plops herself down in the arm chair next to Miles.
"Can I ask you something?" Frankie asked Miles.
"Go for it," Miles grumbled staring at the ceiling.
"What is wrong with guys?" Frankie asked.
"I'm not the one to ask," Miles groaned from the couch.
"Winston admitted to me today that he still has feelings for me," Frankie said ignoring Miles' groan. "He wants to break up with Sophie."
"And date you again?" Miles asked.
"Well, he didn't say that," Frankie hesitated.
"Then what are you worried about?" Miles growled.
"Are you okay?" Frankie asked changing the subject.
"Are we ever okay?" Miles replied.
"Okay, Debbie Downer, what's wrong now?" Frankie sighed.
"It's Milo," Miles confessed sitting up. "He still won't talk to me even though I broke up with Esme."
"So you just expected him to come crawling back to you," Frankie guessed.
"Well, yeah," Miles clarified. Frankie shakes her head.
"You can't just expect Milo to keep running back to you after you mess up," Frankie explained. "When you hurt people over and over again, eventually they run out of chances to give you."
"I know, but he won't even let me apologize," Miles sulked.
"You don't always get closure, big bro," Frankie said. "Sometimes you gotta live with that." Miles sighed deeply. Frankie stands up. "You might be sick of hearing this, but you have to give Milo time, and then maybe, maybe, he'll forgive you." Frankie walks out of the room. Miles reaches for the pills in his pocket and pulls them out. He dangles the bag in front of him, opening up the bag, and taking a pill out. He holds it in his hand and just stares at it.
SCENE 9
Lindsay comes through the front door of her house, sneaking in, her feminine clothes and make up have been removed, and she's back to her boy self. She quietly closes the door behind her and starts softly walking up the stairs. Her mother comes around the corner and stands in the walk way leading to the living room.
"Do you know what time it is?" her mother snarled. Lindsay stops midway on the stairs and cringes. She turns around and walks down to the bottom of the stairs.
"I stayed late after school," Lindsay explained sheepishly.
"It's almost nine o'clock, Scott," her mother stated sternly.
"I was finishing up a project," Lindsay lied.
"For what class?" her mother asked.
"For science," Lindsay lied again.
"You know, it's funny," her mother chuckled condescendingly. "I got a call from your school today notifying me that my daughter had requested a name change. I told them there must be a mistake because I don't have a daughter and that I didn't approve any name change." Lindsay gulps hard as her mother moves closer to her. "Why are you purposefully trying to ruin your life?"
"I'm not," Lindsay argued.
"Well, that's not how it looks," her mother snarled turning to walk away.
"I'm not trying to ruin my life, I'm trying to be my true self!" Lindsay yelled suddenly. Her mother turns back to her. "I'm trying to be who I am, but you won't let me! You're horrible!"
"Oh, don't turn this around on me, Scott," her mother scoffed.
"But it is on you, Mum," Lindsay rebutted.
"Your father and I have sacrificed a lot for you," her mother growled. "Stop being so selfish.
"Selfish?" Lindsay cried. "How is me wanting you to love me unconditionally selfish?"
"You're acting spoiled," her mother responded.
"I'm a girl, Mum!" Lindsay yelled. "But you refuse to accept that! Between the ears, I'm a girl! Why can't you just accept that?"
"Because you're not a girl!" her mother screamed. Lindsay starts crying. "When you take off your clothes, you are a boy! There is no arguing that! I'm trying to protect you, why can't you accept that?"
"Because you're not letting me be my true self!" Lindsay cried. "You're suppose to love me unconditionally, and not for who you want me to be!" Lindsay runs up stairs. Her mother chases after her. Lindsay reaches her room and grabs a duffle bag. She starts grabbing her clothes and make up and throws it into the bag. Her mother barges into her room.
"What are you doing?" her mother exclaimed.
"I'm leaving," Lindsay replied packing the bag.
"Scott, don't do this," her mother pleaded. "Not while your father is away on business!"
"I don't care anymore!" Lindsay yelled. She grabs the bag and walks to the door.
"Where are you going?" her mother asked.
"I'm staying with a friend," Lindsay growled reaching the bedroom door. She stops and turns to her mother. "And it's Lindsay." They stare each other down until Lindsay storms out. Her mother chases after her down the stairs.
"Scott!" her mother called as Lindsay bursts out the front door. "Scott! Come back, Scott!" Lindsay sets off down the sidewalk, her mother left standing in the doorway.
SCENE 10
It's night, and Miles is walking alone, high, on a bridge. He feels good, but lost. He stops and leans over the railing, staring down at the rushing water. An instrumental version of "Stitches" by Whitney Woerz starts playing. The scene cuts to Kitty's house. Kitty walks into her living room with a bowl of popcorn. She sits down on the couch next to Milo.
"Okay, time for 'Bridesmaids,'" Kitty smiled pressing play on the remote. "I can't believe you've never seen this."
"Well, Miles and I were suppose to watch it a while ago, but you know..." Milo trails off. Kitty looks at him.
"Talk to him," Kitty blurted out.
"What?" Milo asked.
"Talk to Miles," Kitty repeated. "I know that we both said he's dead to us, but I don't know, I've been thinking. Maybe he needs friends the most right now."
"Maybe," Milo sighed. Just then, Kitty's doorbell rings. "Who could that be?"
"I don't know," Kitty replied getting up. "I'll go find out." Kitty walks to the front door and opens it to find Lindsay standing in the door way. "Lindsay?" Lindsay starts crying. "Are you okay? What happened?"
"Can I stay with you?" Lindsay choked.
"Of course, come in," Kitty said hugging her. Lindsay breaks down crying. The scene cuts back to Miles, still staring at the water. He climbs the railing and stands at the top looking down. He spreads his arms out wide. He takes a deep breath, the wind blowing through his hair, and he jumps off of the railing.
END EPISODE
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