Teen Spirit Page #7

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I hate my life.

God, carlita...

Everyone is voting

for you.

They sure are.

Thanks, girls.

Would you get me

some punch?

Yes.

No, me!

Everybody, could I-

Excuse me, everybody?

Can I-

Can I get your

attention, please?

Please let me do this.

What is she doing? She

said she had an idea.

Something that's going

to fix everything.

First of all...

I was the one who sabotaged

carlita's party.

I knew it.

Totally knew it.

I was the one who

sent those emails,

Not my

good friend raj.

I was trying to

take carlita down.

You see...

I was so tired

Of not being seen,

That when I finally

got the chance,

I was willing to do

anything to be noticed,

To feel special.

I thought being popular

would make everything better,

But it didn't.

You know what else

I found out?

Being popular does not

mean everybody likes you.

This is dangerous.

She's tampering with

the fundamental dynamics

Of the high school

universe.

Be honest.

How many of you have ever

felt the way I did?

How many of you walk

into this school every day

And wonder if anyone

really cares?

How many of you have worried

About whether your clothes

are cool enough,

Or if you're listening

to the right music?

Or how many of you

have been hurt

When you find out about a party

you were never invited to?

And how many of you have done

something really stupid and insensitive

Just to be part of

the cool crowd?

What about this?

What if the cool crowd

was all of us?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

What if going to school

wasn't a competition?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

What if we all just said,

"screw this!"

Screw having a contest

That draws attention

to someone

Who clearly

doesn't need it.

Screw the idea that

you can't look around

At everybody in this room

And believe that you couldn't

be friends with any of them.

This year, let's make

tonight mean something.

Let's shower that attention on

somebody who's just a good person,

Who's a real friend,

Somebody who believes

the best of everybody.

Yeah!

Let's vote for raj kurkuri.

who?!

Raj!

"who?" right.

Exactly my point.

After tonight,

let's make sure

We never ask that again.

Who is it?

Sure.

Raj! Raj!

Raj! Raj! Raj!

Raj! Raj! Raj!

Raj! Raj!

You know what?

Forget about counting ballots.

Let's vote right now.

Everybody who's for raj,

raise your hand.

The white-hot plasma

outside the window

Indicates we are nearing

our final destination,

So please fasten

your seat belts.

Just joking.

You're already dead.

In order to make your arrival

even more unpleasant,

The man downstairs would like you

to please deposit your teeth and hair

Into the small bin

provided at the exit.

Then please move on

to the next line,

Where a hot metal tube

Will drop you into an

endless lake of molten lava.

Amber, dear.

The oddest thing

just happened.

The least popular person

in your high school

Was just elected

prom king.

King?

What can I say?

It's a modern world.

You know

what this means?

Heaven?

Eventually.

But right now, scads

and scads more paperwork.

So, you're

coming with me.

And, to the rest

of you...

Bye-bye.

Hey!

Hey!

Just you in there?

Just me.

Hey, this is

great and all,

But we've got a lot of work to

do on the movie, starting tonight.

Or tomorrow.

Tomorrow's good.

Give me a sec.

The sweet dweeb

got the crown.

Not bad.

I like your gown.

They told me

it comes with wings.

But I'm not ready

to accessorize.

So...

Hey, give me a minute,

would you?

Thank you.

Listen...

I think you're

a great person,

And I want you

to have a great life.

And I was telling you

the truth.

A little confidence

doesn't hurt.

Now, don't become an amber,

but, you know...

Somewhere

in the middle.

Yeah.

Hey, you're gonna be

a huge hit in college.

I know it.

Actually, I peaked.

I'd hug you, but I'd

go right through-

Thank you... For her.

Oh, my god.

Come on, turn around.

Slowly.

Zac efron mall boy-

he found you.

Oh, my god.

What do I do?

You know what to do.

I do.

Now go.

I'll be looking

over you.

I have been to seven proms

tonight looking for you.

Heh.

Man, you are...

So much hotter

than what I remember.

Oh, I'm sorry. Um...

I don't want to

scare you again.

That scared girl is...

Gone.

Since you came

all this way,

You want to dance

or something?

Oh, god, yes.

So, um... Should I

say anything

About the really hot

prom outfit you've got on,

Or do I just continue

to ignore it?

Ignore it.

you got it.

All right, ashley high,

let's kick it up!

And so, for

one brief, shining moment,

The high school universe

was upended,

And the least of them

became the best of them.

And for the rest of

the evening,

The walls came down.

Oh!

Whoa!

This is wrong!

This mixing-

It's completely wrong!

It's against nature!

Stop playing now!

Uhh! I'm shutting

this whole thing down!

Oh, lucky me.

Here we go again.

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