| 7:30 AM - Outside the school Daisy has set up a booth outside the school. There is a sign on it reading, "Kisses. 1 for $.10." Wil walks path the booth on the way in. Wil: Damndable whore. Daisy: Excuse me? Wil: I called you a godless slut, woman. Daisy: Oh, okay. Wil: ? Daisy: I thought you said "more," like I should charge more for a kiss, or you should get more than one kiss per dime. That would mean that you're either being fresh with me or calling me some kind of cheap whore. Wil just shakes his head and keeps walking. 8:10 AM - Math II Jake tries to sneak quietly into the room, so as not to draw Mrs. Veasey's attention from her teaching. So, of course, she looks up. Mrs. Veasey: And what do you have to say for yourself, young Jake? Jake: I apologize for my lateness, Mrs. V. (muttering) Oh, I would so like to use the Fiery Card on her. Mrs. V: What was that? Jake: Umm�I said, "I would like to give you an 'I'm Sorry' card." Mrs. V: Just sit down. Too much commercialism in the world to be giving cards for being a moment late to class. Just sit down. Jake moves over to his desk and finds a note laying on it. He opens it and reads, "Party at the Black Shack, formerly known as the Shy Shack. Today at 4. By invitation only." Jake: Good job, Steven. This looks like it'll be fun. He looks around the room and sees that Z and Bob also have invitations. Jake: Or maybe not. 9:00 AM - Attic Greek Wil is sitting at his desk when he notices a note he brushed onto the floor. He picks it up and reads the invitation. Wil: Tis esti? Pauca epstiola est! * Mr. Bonaventure: Ah-hem. Was that Latin? Wil: Eep! ou pseude estin. Aischros eimi.** Mr. Bonaventure: As well you should be. Now, if you will, decline bous. Wil: NOOOOOOO! Time passes and the bell rings. Leaving the room, Wil glances down and reads the note. Wil: Oooh, a party. BYOC, eh? Well, it doesn't say anything about the music. I'll bring some Enya CDs, just in case the mood's too rough for some people. *My word, I wonder what the gods hath sent my way. Wonder of wonders, it appears to be a note, small of size but certainly not of importance to the events unfolding before me this day. **Woe is me! I cannot, in my heart, disagree with that which you say. I have brought dishonor upon myself and this gathered body of learners. I hang my head in shame. 9:30 AM � At the senior lounge James find an invitation in his mailbox, except that it has a post script. �Note: Steven didn�t want to invite you, but I made him. Ah, having more authority is such fun. Ha! ~Chris� James: Oh, that�s great. I�ll be so comfortable knowing I�m half invited. 10:15 AM � At whatever class the freshmen have, but I don�t feel like checking past episodes for discrepancies or making one up right now Alisha sees that Daisy has an invitation, and reads it over her shoulder. Alisha: Hey, I didn�t get one. Does he really love me? Daisy: Probably not. Oh well. 12:00 PM � At the cafeteria Nick sees some people have invitations to this shindig, but most don�t. He stands up and grabs the microphone. Nick: Hey, everyone, why worry about not going to this exclusive, snotty party? If you want a real party, just come to mine, at the Shy Square. It�ll be better. James: Not bloody likely. Nick: James, I thought you were one to hate the exclusiveness, you always like to include everyone. James: Yea, that was before I was included. Now I don�t really mind. Nick: Bah. 1:00 PM � Outside the school DIM is sitting, looking intently at a tree. Johnny is nearby, watching the pond. Johnny: Come on, frog, you need to get up! Magus will be here soon, you must defeat him. DIM: Talk about delusional, talking to animals. Don�t you think so, DIM Squirrel? DIM Squirrel munches on a nut. Johnny: Hey, you, DIM. Why are you talking to stupid animals? Squirrels are worthless. DIM Squirrel chucks a few nuts at Johnny�s head. He looks around stupidly. Johnny: Huh? What? DIM uses his subtle voice to activate the poison in Johnny�s system again. DIM: Johnny, we have work to do. Come, now. They get up and walk off. 4:00 PM - At the Black Shack Most everyone is just milling about, not saying much. Wil is sidling closer to the stereo with a mischievous look on his face. Bob: Hey, why don't we play some ShyCube? Steven: Because it doesn't exist, moron. 4:15 PM - Outside and across the street, at the Shy Square Everyone here is also just milling about, even though there're more people to do it, so the milling is of considerably higher quality. Mark: We should just start our own little exclusive group with everyone not at the Black Shack. Curt: That's not really exclusive, it's just a gathering of the rejects. Sort of like this. Mark: Well, then we'll make a second group, like a junior group to that one. Like the Freshman club, but without the senseless beatings. And being beaten senseless. Curt: That could work. And then I'll be able to make a fool of myself trying to join that one! Mark: Well, that job's for a solo guy. He sighs. Mark: It may work yet, Mr. Curtis. It may yet. Suddenly, a shot is heard. Nick and others rush across the street to the Black Shack, where the called-plot-development of the century had just taken place. 4:17 PM - At the Black Shack Parakarry is laying on the floor, in a pool of his own blood. Nick looks around. Nick: Who's responsible for this, hmm? Wil whistles groggily while holding his hands behind his back. Nick: Wil? Did you shoot the flying turtle? Wil: Look, I'm sorry, there's too much alchohol in my alchohol stream. And he's really annoying. Nick: That's just horrible. You screwed up the actual phrase and the cliche joke at the very same time. Well, I'll see to it that you don't escape justice. Z starts running and swing on the chandelier, flying past Nick's head. Z: Wil, follow me! I'll lead you to freedom. Z runs out of the shack. Wil: Later, Z. Y'know what's weird? A shack has a chandelier that's heavy-duty enough for ZZTMan to swing on. Nick: See, you should all just come to my party. Steven: You're advertising your party at mine? Do you really want to start with me? Nick: And what can you do? Multiply me by the sum of a pair of polynomials? Steven: Well, I have a rather lot of influence. If I start to hate you, a bunch of other people will, and will continue to do so even after I've forgiven you, though they won't know why. Nick: Well. Then. Goodbye. Nick leaves quickly. |
| Episode 6 � Fourth Week of School, Friday, 7:30 AM - 5:30 PM |
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