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Po, smiling, walks through the living room and out the front

door, after grabbing a pair of shoes off the ground.

INT. SCHOOL, GYM - NIGHT - MOMENTS LATER

Po walks into the gym through a small door. The gym is big.

There are a few people walking around, including two guys

about Po's age setting up the DJ's table.

Po spots Chuckie and walks over to him.

CHUCKIE:

Hey, Po! This is gonna be fun!

Po doesn't smile. He looks a little grim after the talk with

his Mom. Chuckie realizes that something's wrong.

CHUCKIE (CONT’D)

What's wrong?

Po sighs.

PO:

My Dad hurt my Mom again yesterday.

Chuckie makes a face.

CHUCKIE:

Dude. I'm not gonna act like I know

what that's like... just, I'm

sorry.

Po nods.

PO:

Thanks.

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CHUCKIE:

If you wanna go, we can go to your

house. Or we could go get coffee...

Po smiles weakly.

PO:

My Mom said to have fun tonight.

I'd like to just take one night

where I don't have to be sitting at

home, scared. My Mom is taking

David to Aunt Karen's.

Chuckie nods. He starts to smile.

CHUCKIE:

Brother, we are gonna have so much

fun.

This time, Po really smiles.

PO:

Good.

INT. SCHOOL, GYM - NIGHT - LATER

Now there are a lot more people in the gym. It is packed full

with people dancing.

The DJ happily stares at his laptop, which is connected to a

converter, which is connected to speakers all over the gym.

A pop song is playing, and people are dancing to it

enthusiastically.

Chuckie and Po are attempting to dance as well. The music is

really loud, because they're near a speaker.

PO:

(yelling over the music)

I DON'T ACTUALLY KNOW HOW TO

DANCE!

Chuckie laughs a little bit, watching Po.

CHUCKIE:

YEAH I CAN SEE THAT.

Po rolls his eyes.

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PO:

LOOK AT YOURSELF. YOU DON'T KNOW

HOW TO DANCE EITHER.

Chuckie looks down.

CHUCKIE:

YEAH, I CAN SEE THAT.

The song ends.

Po and Chuckie rub their arms and legs. They laugh.

CHUCKIE (CONT’D)

(laughing)

I'm so sore!

Po laughs as well.

DJ:

Alright! Time for a fun one! Lets

do a swing dance! Avery and

Jonathan are gonna lead.

Po smiles at the mention of Avery. He watches as she and

Jonathan take the floor.

Avery notices Po and smiles. He waves slightly. Chuckie

chuckles.

CHUCKIE:

I was wondering why you came to the

dance.

Po opens his mouth to say something back, then stops. He

smiles a little bit.

PO:

Well, We all have our motivations.

The music starts. It starts slow, but not for long. The music

is something familiar, something that all people have heard

at some point.

The dance is a form of the Balboa Swing Dance. Lots of moving

of the feet. There is no superior in the dance, male and

female are together. They move across the floor quickly.

Some other couples dance around near them, but none of them

have the skill set that Jonathan and Avery have.

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Especially Avery. She is having fun too, smiling and

laughing. Their shoes squeak against the gym floor.

Soon, most of the people are dancing around them, in

different types and personal variations to the song.

The song slowly starts to fade out into another pop song, and

Jonathan and Avery slowly disappear.

Chuckie and Po are sitting down, backs against the wall.

They've moved away from the speaker, so they can talk now.

CHUCKIE:

This is nice.

PO:

Sitting around watching people

dance?

CHUCKIE:

Sitting here talking to you. I'm

tired dude. It's only been like two

hours.

PO:

Well, you danced with like, six

girls.

Chuckie smiles, dazed.

PO (CONT’D)

Any of 'em have that "giiirlfriend"

potential?

Chuckie laughs.

CHUCKIE:

No. Just gotta wait for the next

slow song. Then the perfect option

will appear.

PO:

I bet that

(makes air quotes)

The perfect option

(Without air quotes)

Will like how you're discussing her

like a dog.

Chuckie glares at him.

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CHUCKIE:

You know I'm against that.

Po nods, and smiles. They sit in silence for a moment.

The music slows down.

Chuckie stands up, and helps Po up.

CHUCKIE (CONT’D)

See you after this song.

He winks.

PO:

Chuckie, don't wink at me. It's

creepy as hell.

Chuckie turns. Then stops. Looks back to Po.

CHUCKIE:

Hey.

PO:

Yeah?

CHUCKIE:

Go ask Avery to dance.

Before Po says anything, Chuckie rushes off before the song

begins.

Po finds Avery near the at the concession table.. He watches

as she drinks Soda. A lot of Soda. He doesn't say anything.

AVERY:

Something sexy about how I drink

Soda?

Po bursts out laughing. We haven't seen him laugh like this

yet. She grins.

PO:

I came to ask if we could dance?

Avery smiles.

AVERY:

Of course.

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They walk out to the floor.

Avery puts her hands on his shoulders, and Po puts his hands

on her hips. They move slowly.

PO:

Where'd you learn to dance like

that?

AVERY:

It's not hard to slowly move back

and forth. I mean, you're doing it.

Po laughs.

PO:

I meant the swing dance.

AVERY:

Ahhh. That dance. Lots of practice.

You just have to find someone who

can do it, and convince them to

teach you.

A beat.

PO:

Will you teach me?

Avery laughs.

AVERY:

Just a hobby.

A beat.

PO:

Are you from here?

AVERY:

Yep. Born and raised. You?

PO:

From Alabama. Moved to Georgia when

I was four.

She nods.

AVERY:

What are you doing for college?

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Po sighs.

PO:

I can't go. I have to stay with my

Mom... because of my Father.

Avery shakes her head, genuinely sad for Po. Understanding.

AVERY:

(quietly)

Just because he's a douche-bag

doesn't mean you shouldn't have a

future.

A beat.

AVERY (CONT’D)

But I understand that there's not

much you can do about it.

He nods.

PO:

It's destiny.

The song ends.

PO (CONT’D)

I like talking to you.

They let go of each other. She writes her phone number on the

table cloth nearest to them, then rips it off. Po, surprised,

laughs.

AVERY:

Well, there's my number.

PO:

But what about... Jonathan?

AVERY:

Ha! He's not my boyfriend! He just

happens to know how to do the

Balboa Swing Dance. That's why I

dance with him.

Po seems relieved. He puts the scrap of tablecloth in his

pocket.

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