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Was it Courtney Shane?

Yes. No.

Miss Shane was tardy, as usual,

and Fern Mayo was in my office, so I sent

Miss Mayo home with the assignments.

She is such a nice girl.

Mayo?

Yes.

Is that M-A-Y-O?

Fern Mayo.

Come to think of it, Miss Mayo has

been absent for several days.

You don't think that

Miss Mayo could have...?

No. Miss Mayo is as sweet

as the days are long.

It's a crazy world, Ms. Sherwood.

Some of the sweetest candies

are as sour as death inside.

Hey! You're Violette, right?

- Mm-hm.

I'm Brenda,

Chad's girlfriend.

I don't think we've met.

Oh, God, I just love your hair!

Mm, hi.

We heard you were the last

person to see Liz Purr alive.

That is so cool.

Heh, heh.

Well, bye.

Oh, look, you have groupies.

I know. Aren't they cute?

Now about boys. You need one.

Only one?

One's enough to start.

We don't want to baffle her.

So what turns

you on?

Marcie likes a nice,

round ass, don't you, Marcie?

Good morning, Vera.

Miss Shane.

I like cheekbones. You know,

a boy with a little Bowie going on.

What do you like?

I've always been partial to--

Darling, spare us the details.

Meet your teen dream.

Violette, this is Zach Tartak.

That's him?

You don't think he's cute?

Most girls go crazy over him.

He's in drama so we can't

guarantee hetero status.

But it doesn't matter.

He is beyond fine.

i.e., ultra-pretty.

Unapproachable. Always in rehearsal.

When he's not rehearsing,

he's with the drama crowd.

Can you say "freak"? Ha, ha, ha.

Freak.

So the only sure way to meet him

is to star in the school play.

No. No, no, no.

Relax.

It's high school, not Broadway.

Do you

smell something?

Hi, Fern.

I don't know a Fern.

There is no Fern.

It's Violette.

What?

My name's Violette.

Learn it.

Live it.

Love it

Love it

Ladies.

He)'-

He)'-

Sorry I'm late.

It's okay.

This just hasn't

been my day, you know?

Yeah, I know. If you want to

be alone tonight, I understand.

I know that's what I would want.

No, it's okay.

Liz was the only one

that meant anything to me.

With Courtney and Marcie,

it was all games.

It was total bullshit.

Imagine what it looked like

from the outside.

God.

It was a total sideshow, Zach.

You ever get the feeling that

maybe this is one of those things

that shouldn't even be happening?

What do you mean?

It just seemed to me

like you were the kind of girl

that didn't give the time

of day to anybody.

But when I saw you that day waiting

for the bus, it was like I knew.

You were alone and weren't

with them any more.

I mean, I would've never thought

to approach you.

I've seen you.

I've seen you see me.

Heh, heh, heh.

I just wouldn't have gone there.

There's no way.

Why not?

I mean, I liked you.

Yeah?

Come on.

I want to show you something.

Come on.

It's so beautiful up here.

This is where I come when

I don't want anyone to find me.

Now I can find you.

It's really hard to track you down, Fern.

Violette.

My name's Violette.

Fern was a childhood name,

but now, as a senior,

Violette seems more appropriate.

Can we keep that between us?

Of course.

Now, Ms. Sherwood says you took

Liz's assignments to her home.

Would you tell me about that?

Liz and I never officially met.

Well, we kind of met.

I had a term paper due.

And I was late for class.

It was the nicest thing

anyone's ever done for me.

So you two

became friends?

We had a class together.

Algebra. I sat behind her.

She's got this shiny hair, you know?

It smells like apples.

I 'd sit there,

staring at her from behind.

She has this cluster of beauty marks

on the back of her neck.

And I know this sounds weird,

but they were in

the most fascinating patterns.

Like a puzzle waiting

to be solved, a Rubik's cube,

an uncharted constellation.

So that's what I'd do. I'd sit there,

stare at the back of her neck,

playing connect-the-dots.

I've found salmon swimming upstream

on the back of that neck.

Spider webs,

sea monkeys even.

And the bell would ring

and she'd be the first one out.

And I'd be stuck there,

sitting with all these

salmon and sea monkeys

dancing in my head. Heh.

Very interesting.

So I guess Liz

was a hero to you, huh?

I mean, wouldn't it bother you

to lose such a close friend?

This is high school, Detective Cruz.

What is a friend, anyway?

A friend is someone who tells

the truth no matter what.

A true friend never lies.

Look. Liz was sweet.

I did her a favor.

Can I go now, please?

Sure, Violette.

This is high school, Detective Cruz.

What is a friend, anyway?

Liz is the cat's meow. Meow!

I killed Liz.

I killed the teen dream

Deal with it.

We're gonna make you one of us.

You're Violette.

My Violette.

A friend is someone who

tells the truth, no matter what.

Detective Cruz?

I don't know if I should be

talking about this.

About what?

Liz was a private person, you know?

But I want to help.

Well, that's why I'm here.

I just don't know how to say this.

Liz had this craving.

Craving for what?

For men.

Strange men.

No one knew,

not even Marcie or Julie.

It was her thing. I respected that.

And what was her thing?

Sex.

Sex?

Yeah. With strangers.

She wasn't into the boys at school.

It wasn't about boys.

She liked the real thing.

Real, live, strange men.

She'd have her way with them.

They'd be gone by dawn.

In and out.

Never to be heard from again.

That's the way she liked it.

It wash '2' like in high school

where you sleep with a guy and the entire school

knows the trim of your bikini wax the next day.

You know which bars

she frequented?

Yeah.

I have a pretty good idea.

Hi, Brenda.

That seat's saved.

But I always sit here.

You do?

I'm sorry. This stall is reserved.

What?

Haven't you met Violette?

It's all about Violette.

Have you guys seen the new girl?

Who is she, anyway?

I don't know.

- No one does.

She have a last name?

She's doing the Madonna thing.

I heard she toured with Madonna.

Supposedly she's a model.

Totally bicoastal.

Or just plain bi.

I know. Right? Hot Heh, heh.

Zach?

Hi.

Nice to meet you. I'm Violette.

Yeah, I know.

I saw you in Grease,

twice.

You did, huh?

What can I say?

You rocked my world.

I rocked your world?

It beats football.

Not that I have a problem with football.

I mean, I am head cheerleader.

Head cheerleader

and star of the school play.

Well, that's a first.

Is it?

Yeah, it is.

Let me tell you something.

Sports and drama,

it's like plaids and stripes.

They don't mix.

Well, the rules have been changed,

haven%they?

Your ass is much

too precious for vinyl.

Thank you.

Hi, girls.

What's wrong with this picture?

Is this spot mine? Heh, heh, heh.

Yeah.

I really like it here.

Yep.

It's really great to have someone

to disappear with.

Yeah.

Someplace to go.

You know a girl named Violette?

Yeah.

Yeah? She just got cast in the play.

What?

Well, you know, she's new.

l guess.

It's weird, though. She told me

she saw me twice in Grease.

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