She's All That Page #5

cleaning up my puke.

- Taylor.

- Zack.

Hey, you know, Brock

will be back in a minute.

l can get you an introduction

or maybe an autograph.

No, that's okay.

l saw him on a rerun last night.

He ate his own toenail clippings

for ten bucks. Very impressive.

- Jump up my ass, Zack.

- I've been there, done that.

[ Brock ]

Go, deejay ! Get funky, deejay !

Can you guys

back up a little ?

- Speaking of ass-jumping,

isn't that your boy now ?

- You guys back up a little.

Oh, God, not again. Brock !

- Go, deejay !

- Brock !

- Not right now, honey.

They're playing my song.

Come on, everyone !

- Come on, Rick. l'm tired.

Let's go home.

That's the time

l start romancin'

- [ Misty Screaming ]

- You say how can l love you

Maybe then you'll start to groovin'

Come on, girl !

- What the hell are you doing here ?

- l was invited.

- Really ? lsn't your dad my pool man ?

- l really wouldn't know.

- Oopsy.

- [ Record Scratches, Stops ]

- Ah !

- You really should be

more careful with silk.

Thank you.

- Excuse me ?

- Thank you.

For a minute there,

l forgot why l avoided places

like this and people like you.

Avoided us ?

Honey, look around you.

To everyone here who matters,

you're vapor.

You're Spam, a waste of

perfectly good yearbook space.

Nothing's gonna change that.

Oh. You're not

gonna cry, are you ?

[ People Murmuring ]

[ Crying ]

- Laney--

- Don't touch me !

- [ Crying ]

- Laney.

l promised myself...

l would never, ever... ever--

Never what ?

Never let them see me cry.

God.

- lt's okay.

- No, it's not okay.

l never should've come here.

Laney--

- Laney, we were having fun today.

- [ Chuckles ]

You-- You were having fun.

Sometimes when you

open up to people,

you let the bad in

with the good, that's all.

l wanna go home.

Okay.

[ Rock ]

[ Students Chattering ]

So the party was that bad ?

Can we please talk

about something else ?

You didn't have a little fun ?

Not even an M&M's worth of fun ?

You go, girl.

- Maybe one of those brown M&Ms.

- Awesome.

- Jesse, is it me or is

there something very--

- You rock.

Since when do you rock ?

[ Deejay ] Well, well, earthquakes,

straight up and listen up.

Ballots are out. Looks like

Terminal Taylor's got herself

a little dark horse competition...

in the form

of the falafel fairy herself.

To be honest, l think

the question on every Harrison

student's mind has got to be--

Who the hell would nominate me ?

- Laney, just heard. Congrats.

- Thanks.

You totally deserve it.

[ Pager Beeping ]

Me.

- Uh-oh.

- Taylor ?

- 9-1-1.

- Oh, God, big deal.

- She's our friend.

- And things change.

[ Sobbing ]

He...

broke... up... with me !

You're kidding.

Oh, Brock Hudson ! l mean,

what kind of a name is that anyway ?

And that dancing.

Oh, my God, the dancing.

- [ Sobbing ]

- What happened ?

l don't know.

l don't know.

Hey, Taylor, it's been fun.

But did you honestly think l'd leave for

All-Star Road Rules still dating you ?

Oh, you did ?

That's sweet.

- You wanna know what l think ?

- Why not ?

You're better off without him.

You know, you guys are the best.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Blowing Nose ]

- [ Boy ] All right, all right.

- See you guys.

Did l miss something ?

- [ Rock ]

- All right, let's see what you got !

Come on ! Let's go, Zack !

Get 'em, Zack !

Let's go ! Let's go !

That was so great !

That was awesome !

- What was up out there today, Zack ?

- Didn't have it, man.

- Maybe. Or could it possibly

be a symptom of withdrawal ?

- Excuse me ?

Well, correct me if l'm wrong,

but it has been a little while

since you've gotten any, right ?

And you know something like that can

really screw up a guy's concentration.

Or maybe now you're thinking,

you know, now that Taylor's free--

Whatever, Dean.

l don't know. Maybe it's

the Boggster's ass you wanna tap.

lt's not about that.

Oh, hey, man,

l'm not baggin'.

l mean, if you're not gonna partake,

do you mind if l do ?

- She might be a great little jam.

- l swear to God...

- l'll take you out if

you f***ing touch her !

- Calm down, man.

Screw you, Zack !

You know, for four years,

I've watched you fool people...

into thinking you're

some sort of god in this place.

Well, guess what.

This is one contest you're gonna lose.

You're going down, a**hole.

l want you to take yours,

put it on the wall right here.

Hygiene squad, put yours over here. Gay

students, put yours on the senior patio.

Prisoner's Club, all right. Put it

around the other side of this building.

Have a latte, vote for Taylor.

Sure. l'll have one.

Have a latte, vote for Taylor.

[ Door Opens ]

No one's allowed down here.

This is amazing.

ls that your mom ?

Yeah.

She was an artist too.

Photography.

She's beautiful.

Yeah, well,

not everything's hereditary.

How did she die ?

Cancer.

Leukemia.

You wanna know

the weird part about it ?

l don't remember

crying at all.

l remember the funeral.

And l remember afterwards

everyone went to my grandma's house,

and l sat on this big green chair

with Simon in my lap.

And l remember knowing...

that things were never

going to be the same.

Laney, you can't keep doing this.

Doing what ?

Shutting everybody out.

Sitting here

with 19 locks on your door.

So l shut people out.

At least l make decisions,

which is more than l can say for you.

- Look, l make decisions.

- Oh, yeah ?

Where are you going

to college, Zack ?

l was by the counselor's office

yesterday. l believe next to

your name it said "undecided."

Look, there's stuff

you don't understand.

- You don't live with my dad.

- Explain it to me.

My dad went to Dartmouth.

lt was the best four years

of his life, so he says.

So ever since l was born--

There's a picture of me

in his office when l'm five.

We're at the zoo or someplace.

l'm sitting on his shoulders

wearing a Dartmouth sweatshirt.

- So ?

- So it's emblematic.

l get it from him every day.

"Pick a college, Zack.

Pick a future."

But what he's really saying is,

"Pick my college. Choose my future."

Are you listening to yourself ?

Do you realize how lucky you are ?

You can go to Dartmouth.

You can go to N.Y.U.

You can go to Borneo

and study squid fishing.

The point is, you're 18,

and that's old enough to start

making your own choices.

Okay, okay.

Chill, Tony Robbins.

What about you ?

Shouldn't you be looking in the mirror

when you say some of this stuff ?

Trust me. l'm working on it.

So, are you always this smart ?

- Well, l have my moments.

- [ Chuckling ]

Why did you really

come here, Zack ?

l forget.

You're not just trying to get my vote

for prom king, are you ?

Zack ?

- This whole prom thing, l--

- Uh, l-- l gotta run.

l kinda wanted

to talk to you about it.

Yeah, but l-- l have

this sprinkler thing to do for my dad.

- Now ?

- Can l call you later ?

- Sure.

- All right, great.

[ Door Opens ]

What's she bitchin' about ?

Weh, weh, weh. Huh ?

What's her problem ?

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