Bloody Homecoming Page #4
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- 2013
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All right. Well, let me
just at least check on her
to see if she's all right.
I got a text from Annie.
I can't even find the light.
What does it say?
"Leave me alone. "
See?
What did I say.
Jaclyn, forget it.
We're leaving.
Damn. Really?
Come on, guys.
We still love you, Annie bear!
If you change your mind,
give us a call!
Now what?
I have an idea.
As class president,
guess what I have.
Keys to the teachers' lounge.
Yes!
The game starts in two hours,
and I say we meet up there
after it starts for
a quick break before the dance.
And by break, I mean
booze break.
'Cause I know where my dad keeps
his stash of vodka in the study.
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
That's what I'm talking about.
Yep. See you.
You all right?
I don't know.
That just isn't like Annie.
We knew this weekend
would be hard on her.
Just give her some space,
all right?
You're a good friend,
and that's all you can be
right now, okay?
Yeah.
You're right.
All right.
Let's go.
What are those?
Oh, some prankster
put them in the lockers
of all those kids
responsible
for that Billy Corbin mess.
Mess?
Dan, we lost a student.
I know.
And it's been a real mess I've
had to deal with ever since.
You've no idea
how much money this school lost,
not only
in property-code violations,
but also
in losing that Corbin kid, too.
He had the best damn arm
in the state.
I heard
his Father stopped by today.
He got wind of those notes.
Do they know who did it?
He thinks
one of those kids did it.
I can't say I blame him.
They ruined this town
and got away
without so much as a scratch.
Well...
It's in the past.
What's done is done.
We just... Have to let it go,
right?
Try telling that to Corbin.
He thinks all this
is gonna send his wife
screaming back to the nuthouse.
Hell.
Probably better than living
with that nightmare of a man.
Dan.
That's a terrible thing to say.
Poor Vivian.
I mean, she lost a son.
I can only imagine
what it's like to lose a child.
Since you
were never able to have them,
that sounds about right.
What?
Everybody has got to be
so damn dramatic.
Hey.
Hey. I'm headed
over to the field now.
Can you come meet me there?
I can't right now.
I'm working.
You told me
you were patrolling
the school grounds tonight.
And I am.
But the sheriff is Mia
at the moment,
so I've got some other things
that I need to get done first.
So, what?
You're just gonna have me walk
through that parking lot
all by myself in the dark,
after Annie not showing up today
and those creepy notes
in our lockers?
I promise you, I will
come find you at the dance
- once I'm finished.
- Karl,
what could possibly be
more important than me?
Listen, I got to go.
I'm scared.
I need you here with me.
All right. Call Loren,
have her walk you to the field.
Karl!
Hurrah, and hello,
and welcome to Winston stadium,
all you wild wildcat fans.
Tonight, for one night only,
not only are we celebrating
Winston's annual
homecoming festivities,
but we're also taking on
our long-running rivals,
the maddington mustangs.
What are we gonna do?
Ride... The... Mustangs!
You look so beautiful.
Thanks, but I'm really
not feeling it tonight.
Hey.
Where's Jaclyn?
Is she supposed to meet us here?
Uh, she had to drop
by the drugstore
and then meet Karl
before his shift started.
He's gonna patrol
the dance tonight.
Someone to keep us safe...
that's a good thing, right?
Yeah.
Hey, if you don't want
to do this, we don't have to.
We could go pull a Nora-Robby.
Maybe go to a...
- no. Let's go.
- Okay.
I need to get my mind
off Annie anyway.
- I'm fine.
Mm-hmm.
Knowing Nora and Robby,
they probably won't even show up
to the dance anyway.
God only knows with those two.
Yeah.
Forget it.
I'm totally not going
to the field.
Football is a barbaric sport,
and...
I don't care
anything about it.
We can meet up with everyone
at the dance.
Fine.
So, what do you want to do
till then?
Is sex all you ever think about?
Well, we sure as sh*t
can't do it in this heap.
There's not enough room.
I've got an idea.
Good lord.
I think I've died
and seen my first angel.
You mean your first queen?
By the way,
I did that queen's hair.
Shouldn't you be down
there cheering with your squad?
Queen nominee...
I get the night off.
Well, then...
Come have a seat here,
your majesty,
because this just so happens to
be the best seat in the house...
Right next to me.
Karl, where are you?
What are you doing?
Making sure no one is coming.
Exactly.
No one is coming.
So get down here.
Nora.
Nora, I love you so.
Will you please be
a little more quiet?
Touchdown!
Marry me.
Marry me, Nora.
Ow!
Aw, you're such an idiot, Robby!
What?
I want to spend
the rest of my life with you.
Is that so bad?
It is once we finish screwing
in the back
of Allen Mathis' pickup truck.
I swear, men just don't get it.
What?
What don't I get?
I love you.
What else is there to get?
Robby, if you don't shut it
and let me smoke this cigarette
in peace a minute
so I can think,
I swear I've got a backhand with
your name written all over it.
Look, Nora.
I won't shut up.
I want you to tell me.
Say what?
I want you to say you love me.
I say it all the time,
and you never once... aah!
Robby.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I love you.
I do.
Aah!
Loren.
Jaclyn.
It's okay.
What's wrong?
What happened?
Karl...
he was supposed to meet me here,
but he didn't show up.
But he's working, right?
Maybe he's, uh...
I sent him a text, Loren,
and he didn't even show up.
Come on.
Let's go.
Let's get out of here.
Come on.
The kids will be headed
there from this field soon,
so we'll meet you at the sweep
center in 20 minutes. Copy?
I've got it under control.
Over.
The sheriff's still Mia, Karl.
You'd better stay
on your game tonight.
Copy that, loud and clear.
Well... Let's go for round one.
Ding.
No, I'm not gonna miss
my senior homecoming
just because my boyfriend
is such a...
Twatface?
Yeah.
Thanks, Steve.
Hey, we're gonna
get through this, okay?
Look at me.
I'm such a hot mess.
I got to look better if
I'm gonna find a new man, huh?
That's my girl.
Hey, hey, party people!
Hey.
What's up with that balloon?
I made it
for the senior class and myself
for winning
this year's hall decorations.
So you made yourself a balloon?
Well, somebody
stole the spirit Baton.
What was I supposed to do...
go unrewarded?
Hey, where is, uh,
Robby and Nora?
Probably somewhere
on their backs.
But, hey, how about that game,
huh, guys?
32-16.
Go, wildcats!
Aww, babe.
Nice try.
Tough crowd, tough crowd.
Okay. Well, we're gonna have
to cheers to something.
How about to, uh, old friends?
And new beginnings.
To our last homecoming.
And surviving the night.
Whoo! Cheers.
Mm-hmm.
I am so sorry, dear
I've gotten you
into this mess
go up on one,
come down on two
and take the fabrics
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