The Murder Pact

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I was lost in the dark

Now this light's in my face

Say good-bye

to my broken heart

Gonna take center stage,

yeah

I won't keep

playing these games

Tired of these

tattered masks

Let's let the curtains fall

It's time

for the next act, yeah

Shot to the heart,

but you missed your mark

I'm still bleeding

Falling apart,

your arrow is sharp

Oh, I'm leaving

Now it's time

that we end this dance

Stand and leave

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh,

that's all

Thank you.

We'll let you know.

Do you guys want me

to do the scene?

No, that's quite all right.

We have a lot of girls

to go through today.

Thank you for coming in.

- I was up all night practicing.

- I'm sure you were.

Everybody does,

but I've seen enough.

I'm not gonna hear from you.

Probably not.

Do you mind me asking

what I did wrong?

Okay.

Um, first off,

your song choice.

I thought it was original.

I bet you did, and so did

five other girls this morning,

even if you did

sing it the best.

Okay,

so then what's the problem?

To be brutally honest

with you, you are a nobody.

Right now Broadway

is hemorrhaging money.

Name recognition

is all that matters,

and you are a chorus girl

at best.

We need a star, not another

dime-a-dozen socialite.

Why did you agree to see me?

Apparently your fiance's

very well-connected,

and someone called in a favor

and is wasting my time.

Thank you.

Oop, sorry.

Hey.

Hey.

- Will still here?

- We what?

Where's Will?

Uh, I... I don't know.

Poppy!

Poppy, oh, my God,

I love your dress.

Where'd you get it?

Bendel's.

My parents took me shopping

there last weekend

when I visited them in the city.

Your taste is so on point.

I'm gonna have to make a trip

down there next week.

What?

Sweetie, I'm just saying this

because I'm your friend,

but I doubt

they carry your size.

I hear Sears has a new line

of curve couture, though.

Sorry, muscle spasm.

See you next Tuesday.

B*tch.

Hey.

Uh, I need a favor.

Fine.

Thank you.

Hey, there.

You looking for somebody?

Do you know Will LaSalle?

You don't mean

the Will LaSalle?

Yeah, do you know where he is?

No, but I'm right here.

Rick.

Heidi.

So, Heidi, why don't you

follow me to the Delta party,

and maybe we'll find

Will along the way?

I need another drink.

- I got something better.

- What?

Tonight's entertainment is

brought to you by the letter K.

I don't have any money.

First round's on me.

What about you?

Sampling your own wares

is bad for business.

Plus, coach would kill me.

Let's go, Heidi.

Heidi, let's just go.

I have to tell him.

Just... just meet me outside.

I'll be right out.

Are you sure?

Okay.

Thank you so much.

Hi, Camille.

Hi, Poppy.

If you're looking for Will,

he disappeared upstairs

with Annabel.

You know, you should really

put a leash on him

until he learns how to behave.

Will?

Oh, great.

Why haven't you

called me back?

I don't think you get it.

It was a one-time thing.

Yeah, you made

that pretty clear, but,

look, we have to talk alone.

Uh, Roderick, my good man,

happy belated birthday.

Thanks, homie,

but you know I don't wear

anything from the Goodwill.

- Get off of me.

- Hey, take a hint.

Get out of here.

Fine.

I'll just go talk to Camille

then,

see what she thinks about

your extracurricular activities.

Uh, you keep your mouth

shut to Camille.

Hey, if you mess that up,

I swear to God

I'll make that scholarship

of yours disappear.

I hear that

Gateway Community College

has a great liberal arts

program.

Get away from

the ledge, Heidi.

Whoa, don't tease us now.

What are you doing?

Hey, babe, you're back.

Just having a little chat,

right, Heidi?

Okay, well, she's drunk,

and you're not sober, so...

Cam, don't be mad.

We're just having a little fun.

Heidi, do you want

to come down?

I'll walk you home.

That'd be great.

Thanks.

Hey, where do you

think you're going?

Get off of me.

Oh, my God.

Do you think we should call

the cops or something?

Sure, Rick,

and then you can tell them

about that medication

you prescribed her too.

Well, what should we do?

Well, it was an accident,

so we could just walk away,

right?

She got drunk at the party.

She wandered up here by herself.

She broke through that door,

and...

And then she accidentally fell.

- Fine with me.

- Yeah, me too.

Cam?

Cam, let's go.

Are you okay?

She's dead, Will.

I know,

but you said it yourself.

It was an accident.

Yeah.

I forgot to ask

how the audition was yesterday.

Cam?

Um, sorry, what?

What did you say?

The audition?

Um, it was productive,

and I had constructive feedback.

You don't always have

to put that in.

I think you're really handsome

without it.

It builds character.

Spare the flattery.

It's a birth defect.

Character doesn't book jobs;

perfection does.

Make sure you keep the 30th free

for the masquerade.

I thought your parents

were gonna be out of town.

They are, but they still

want to hold the party

for appearances,

which means you

get to officially host

your first society event.

- Really?

- Absolutely.

Just make sure you wear

something respectable.

Mmm.

Do you love me?

Do you really

have to question that?

That really wasn't an answer.

Oh, Cam, oh, hey, I chose you

out of all of the other girls.

Of course I love you.

Once I take over

the old man's business,

we will be society's

most unstoppable "it" couple.

Page Six won't be able to resist

running our wedding photos.

You want to talk

about what happened last night,

why Heidi was even there

to begin with?

There's nothing

to talk about, Cam.

Hey, quieting down,

quieting down, everyone.

I know you're all preoccupied

with the events at Price Hall

last night.

Losing a fellow student

like that,

it can be

a traumatizing experience.

Too often we're... we're

pressured to stay strong

and keep our emotions buried,

and that's why I just

want to take a little time

and talk about

how we're feeling.

Anybody want to go first,

share their thoughts

with the rest of us?

I just think it's ridiculous

that the school's doing nothing.

They should have at least

canceled classes today.

That's good, Natalie,

and it's normal

to feel angry and resentful.

Really?

Cancel classes?

Because some drunk girl

fell off a balcony?

Fell?

Suicide's

the second-leading cause

of death for college students.

Okay, let's not start rumors.

According to the police

it was a tragic accident.

I think it's disgusting

that the media is referring

to this girl like she's just

some kind of statistic.

Okay, go on.

She was in my physics class,

okay?

I sat next to her every day,

and now she's gone.

What was her name?

Excuse me?

Well, she sat next

to you every day,

and you seem so distraught over

her death,

so what was her name?

I didn't say

I actually talked to her.

You don't understand.

Suicide or accident,

a person's dead.

What exactly defines

an accident?

I'm not quite sure

what you mean.

Theoretically, let's just say

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