Death Clique Page #2
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- 2014
- 83 min
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I'm gonna order some pizza.
Where's Jade?
She go home?
Um, no,
she's staying at Ashley's.
Is that the girl I saw her
with this morning?
How...
You don't need to cover for her.
So who is this Ashley?
She's just the new girl
who transferred to our school.
She lives on Via Calinas.
And she's skipping school
already?
Yeah, well,
I doubt her mom cares.
What do you mean?
Nothing.
I'm gonna go do my homework.
- Sara?
- Yeah?
There's something
I've been wanting to tell you.
It's about your dad.
He got an offer...
in Texas.
I know what you're gonna say
and I just want you to know
that we're not going to move
unless we all agree.
Well, I don't agree.
It would mean a lot more money.
And we could send you to
a really great school.
I told you,
I'm not leaving Jade.
Well, it would mean so much
to your dad.
Are you done?
You... should try this on.
Oh, cute.
You know, I was serious
about what I said earlier.
You don't really
want to go to the dance
with that Owen guy, do you?
No, not really.
There's a better mirror
in the bathroom.
Oh, okay, cool.
I'll be right back.
- What do you think?
- Gorgeous.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
I love it.
)) ere wewere you u nht?
ey.y.
I slept over Ashley's.
Well, I called.
Really?
I must have missed it.
So weird.
So are we still going
to Trevor's party tonight?
Uh, yeah, I guess.
Hey, Sara.
Oh, my God.
Don't you just
love this top on Jade?
It's my favorite, but it looks
so much better on her.
Buenos dias, chicos y chicas,
I'm sure you're all excited
to learn this morning,
so let's get going
and open your texts to page 30.
We'll begin with chapter...
- What was she thinking?
- I don't know.
Ms. Tralman!
Is the honeymoon over so soon?
Why don't you
take a seat over there?
Oh, and Ms. Thompson,
just so you're aware,
having a substitute doesn't
let you off the hook.
I've taken up your recent
absence with the principal.
One more slip and you'll find
yourself suspended.
Let's begin, shall we?
Gentlemen,
I've got a wonderful...
All right,
so let me get this straight...
I need to go to the bank.
You sound like your father.
Hey, you are not going out
with your b*obs hanging out
like that, are you?
Why?
Do you want me to dress
in sales-rack specials like you?
I mean, my God, look at you.
You look like
you've been dressed
with a church-donation bin.
Yeah, well, your father
would say you look cheap.
Aah!
Dad would never talk
to me like that.
I'm gonna ask Clay to the dance.
I mean, we made a deal, right?
Actually, I'm not gonna go to
the dance with Owen anymore.
Why not?
I don't know, Sara, maybe
'cause I could do better.
Or don't you think so?
Oh, my God, so, what,
you're just gonna tell him
that you're not gonna go
with him anymore?
That's so mean.
Well, maybe if you hadn't
pressured me into saying yes.
Hey, what's going on?
Jade's not going to the dance
with Owen.
Oh, thank God,
I thought Owen was such a loser.
Oh, by the way, I talked to Clay
and he said that he's totally
into hooking up with you.
You told her?
How could you do that?
- No, I didn't.
- She didn't.
I... I guessed, all right?
I mean, come on,
it was totally obvious.
But it's cool.
Trust me, he's so into you.
- You sure?
- Of course.
And why wouldn't he be?
Still, I mean,
I can't ask him to the dance.
Remember, we go together
or we go with dates.
Now that you're not
going with Owen, I can't...
Oh, don't worry.
Jade and I will go together.
Yeah.
So it's fine, just ask him.
Hey, Sara.
Hey.
Do you want to take a walk
or something?
Um...
okay, sure.
- You having a good time?
- Yeah.
- Cool.
- Yeah, I'm having fun.
Come on, let's go have some fun.
You look really good tonight.
Thank you.
So do you.
So...
is it true?
- What?
- That you like me?
Who told you that?
Everybody.
It's cool.
I just wish I would have
known sooner.
I've been stuck
in a dream...
Okay, so where are we going?
Mr. Ramirez's house.
Mr. Ramirez,
the Spanish teacher?
What for?
You'll see.
- What about Sara?
- She'll be fine.
Besides, we don't want
a third wheel, do we?
Stop it.
Hey, I thought
you were cool with it.
Why would you think that?
'Cause your new friend
just told me.
Ashley said that
I would sleep with you?
Is... is that why I'm here?
That's why I'm here.
Mr. Ramirez has such
a nice house.
I know.
They pay these teachers
too much.
Okay.
This is for ratting you
out to the principal.
Here.
And that is for separating us.
Okay, well,
could you call me if they show up there?
- Sure.
Okay, thanks, Brent.
What'd he say?
He hasn't seen them.
He has no idea where they are.
I wouldn't worry.
She probably just
lost track of time.
That's what we said the night
she ran away.
Yeah, but she's got
no reason to do that now.
She doesn't even know about
the Texas offer.
She knows.
I told her.
I told her we should think
about it.
- You did?
- Mm-hmm.
What'd she say?
Sorry.
That's just great.
You know what, my parents moved
when I was 10, too,
and I didn't like it much,
but guess what, I survived.
Sara, where have you been?
Relax, Mom, God.
It's almost two hours
past your curfew.
You know how upset
your mother's been?
- Well, obviously, not you.
- Sara.
Your father's right.
And as far as we're both
concerned, you're grounded.
Whatever.
Hello?
Where are you?
I'm at home, why?
You go out
with Ashley last night
and left me so I figured
you were with her.
I'm grounded thanks to you.
I thought you were with Clay.
Clay's a jerk.
The only reason
that he wanted to be with me
was because your friend
Ashley told him
that I'd have sex with him.
She wouldn't do that.
Clay probably just told you
that to get in your pants.
Well, you shouldn't have
left me.
God, Sara, I thought
I was doing you a favor.
Look, I gotta go.
Are you still coming
to dinner tonight?
Yeah, sure, whatever.
You know, you scared me.
And I had no idea
where you were.
I told you,
I'm not gonna run away again.
Okay.
But you're still grounded.
What about Dad?
How long is he going
to hold a grudge for?
Sara.
- Hey.
- Oh, hey, Jade.
I hope you don't mind,
I invited Ashley.
No, no, of course we don't mind.
It's nice to meet you, Ashley.
So how are you liking
your new school?
Couldn't be happier.
Great.
So my dad just
told me we're moving.
What do you mean?
Where?
To his girlfriend's, over
at his job, at the refinery.
Well, when do you have
to move out?
The end of the month,
but I don't want to go.
Well, don't, just stay here
with us, right, Mom?
Actually, Jade's
gonna be staying at my place.
Well, Jade, you know
you're always more than welcome
to stay with us as much
as you'd like.
So I should get a fourth, right?
Good.
So what do you girls
want to drink?
Let's see,
I've got milk, water, juice.
And that's just about it.
So why are you singing
in the bathroom.
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