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I want you to discuss the different ways media layers itself.

Now, we've talked about cross -promotion and conglomerate.

But let's talk about the way that print and broadcast inform one another.

Darcy.

Can you see me, please?

My room page and chat functions.

I know. We're not supposed to use them in school.

Then why were you?

Darcy, all your activity is logged. I can see it here on my monitor.

You can?

But it's private. You shouldn't read it. That's wrong.

It's not wrong. It's school policy.

And besides, we've spoken about the dangers out there in Cyberland.

Please, I'm not a little kid.

Well, you're kind of acting like one.

And quite frankly, your marks are starting to slip.

This isn't like you. Fine.

I'll try harder, okay? Can I go?

Wrapping trig functions.

Now you football players will have an advantage because you know the shapes

we're looking for.

Next class.

Bet Adam tells the shapes he's looking for.

Yours. Why are you always so gross?

Joke? Humor? Heard of it?

Look, come over tonight.

My mom's next door to her friends. We can do our little photo shoot.

Without Manny?

Come on, we don't need her.

Yeah. We do. Without Manny, it's just me and you and a camera.

Thanks.

So nice to hear.

Look, you got something people want to pay for. Don't you want to make some

cash? You're not my pimp, okay?

I just meant you could still use some money for Spirit Squad.

A cool uniform for the boys?

I'll think about it.

You need to watch out for Peter.

Sure has his creepy eye on you.

I'm with Spinner. Remember, I don't think of Peter that way at all.

It doesn't matter what you think of him. It matters what he thinks of you.

You need to watch out for him.

What I need is to change out of these stinky gym clothes so I can go out with

boyfriend, whose name isn't Peter.

Three, two,

one.

Why,

Mr. Bossman, this is so, so inappropriate.

For the workplace.

Which is why we wait for the doors to shut for us to be alone.

The sexiest kind of alone there is.

Well, not too sexy, Mr. Bossman.

I need to make this deadline or you might have to fire me.

Deadline's extended.

But what if, um, Nina comes back?

or Eric or one of the other writers.

Well, then why don't we take this act on the road? Say, like, my place?

Really am worried about my work.

Maybe I'll just, um, I'll buckle down here and write the rockiest review ever.

That's cool.

Later, Frost.

So, what's he like?

Cute. Funny.

Sexy. Smart.

Intimidatingly so.

Don't know what he sees in me.

Oh, come on, Elle.

Ask. He's 22.

With tons of experience. I've only had two boyfriends.

One was Marco.

Gay. And the other was Sean.

And we never... You know.

You think he wants to?

You're the guy.

Yeah, good point.

So have you, you know, talked about doing it?

Can we not say doing it?

No.

No, we haven't talked about it.

Not yet. I mean, I find it a little embarrassing.

By a little, I mean hugely.

Well, if you can't talk about it, you should at least be prepared.

In case, you know...

Happened.

I hate when you're right.

Lucky for you, there's a health clinic at the university.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy there, tiger.

Darth, these days, it's like you're gonna jump out of your own skin.

Do you wanna...

Talk and tell me what's going on?

I don't want to talk.

I want to show you something.

Hi, Claire. Bye, Claire.

Mom said no boys in her room when she's not here.

Don't be a goody -goody.

Go downstairs.

Come look. Come look.

Do you bring me up here to help you study? Do you want to fail?

These are hot.

Tell me which ones you like. I think that one's good.

I look tall and my legs look tan.

I took those myself last night.

Guys, why does it say My Room Page in the corner?

Well, they're linked to my page, but it's private.

Password protected.

Well, whatever. These photos are still online.

What?

Who else has seen these?

I thought you'd think they're sexy.

I thought you'd think I was sexy.

Will you answer the question?

Have other guys seen these pictures?

No. Yeah, but not many. It's a really private web page.

There's no such thing as privacy on the web, Darcy. Guys are looking at you. But

they're just looking.

That's all they're doing.

That's not all they're doing, Darcy.

Sven. Sven, don't.

I just... I wanted to feel beautiful and sexy and, like, free.

I thought if I showed it to you, then you'd understand.

Well, I don't.

You have to take this down.

I don't want to.

I can't even deal with this right now. I gotta...

That's a lot of birth control in so many forms and colors.

Yeah, well, I told the woman I don't actually want any birth control. Just

information, please. And she looked at me like I had four noses and insisted I

take all this when I was like, please, I just want the information.

That is all. You know, I like to read.

I'm a researchy type.

I'll catch you later.

So, how naked are we getting here?

Naked? I don't do that thing.

Joking.

So, you got in a fight with Spinner.

Was it a fight or the fight?

Did you guys break up?

I don't know yet.

Yet.

That's not sounding good.

I couldn't believe what Emma dumped me.

Hurt like hell.

Still does.

Which is why this has been so great.

Someone to hang with and to talk to.

Someone cool.

Thank you.

Let's get on with it.

I want to get these pictures online by tonight.

It won't be long until we're gone.

Yeah. Wow. Start.

You've got the right face.

We're in the right place. It's easy to see. I can't help it.

Caught in the moment.

A little bit of it. But all right.

A ring, a shooting star, your future lives as lonely old dorks. You're my

homepage.

Hot stuff.

Oh, and we don't mean the blog.

We mean the private page. What?

Are you serious? It's password protected.

What can I say?

Years of computer camp paid off.

My man is like the Obi -Wan of password hacks. Dude is like scary.

You hacked in? Why?

Why were you even on my page to begin with?

Because you're hot.

Tell me your purse didn't show the pictures to anyone.

Not yet.

Oh, we want $20.

Whoa. I forgot my lunch money today.

And we also want a shot of your bazoongas by Friday.

Bazoongas are off the table.

You two little weirdos forget you ever saw that page because it is coming down

in, oh, about 5 .7 seconds.

Dude, you're so lame

Let's join hands.

Lord, there are those among us who have benefited from your lessons of

forgiveness in the past.

And it is our hope that they will extend further forgiveness to those who really

badly need it.

Amen.

Spinner!

Spinner! Stop, please!

I took the page down. It's all over.

You're right, Darcy.

It is all over.

Finn, I know you're furious, but you have to know that these pictures mean

nothing. They mean everything, Darcy.

You put me through the ringer on your virginizing, and that whole thing with

Paige, you... That was cheating!

You slept with her.

And this is so much better. You're posing for random guys on the Internet.

It wasn't random. I mean, I know the guy. He's a friend.

So you were cheating.

Which makes you the biggest hypocrite that ever lived.

Just tell me who sent you those pictures. Was it Danny? Derek?

Who?

It was Peter.

I'm just looking for somebody.

Oh, okay. Can you tell me who?

So this is the school.

We can't just let strangers walk off the street.

Right.

I understand.

I'll go.

Why? Why would you do something so horrible?

I didn't think it was so horrible.

You two are going to break up anyway.

I never said that.

You didn't have to.

Come on, Darcy, you and Spinner are never going to laugh.

Excuse me?

Why would you want to be with a boring Christian guy when inside of you there's

a sexy chick trying to bust out?

I was trying to help you, Darcy.

Spinner just doesn't get you.

And you do.

You're nothing to me, Peter. Never have been.

Yeah, not like Adams.

Did you really buy that crap I told you about him?

I met Adams in a chat room.

He's just some bored, lonely loser with money.

But I thought he said... Lied.

A lot of lies.

He played you, Darcy.

He played me.

It's me,

Adams.

Go inside.

I don't like this. Go inside.

What are you doing here?

How'd you find where I live?

Just a little detective work. Your cheerleading photo had the Degrassi

I kind of followed you home.

I just wanted us to meet.

I thought we could get to know each other just one -on -one.

That's a nice bracelet. Thanks. My boyfriend made it.

Oh, Spinner? I, uh, took down my page.

I was so sad.

What happened? Why did you do that?

Hello, 911?

Uh, next pitch.

Ellie?

Uh, okay. Um, as most of you know and love to bug me about, I'm a first year,

and I'm a little fascinated by that office down the hall.

The sexual health office?

So, following in the great, though fictional, steps of Carrie Bradshaw, I'd

to pitch a series on sexual health on campus.

Ha. Next.

Hang on, I've done research.

It's okay, we get it.

Next. I just, I think it's important that we're all informed

about, Sex.

Our readers are informed, Rosh.

But... It's dead, okay?

Stop pitching it.

Freddie, what do you got?

I am... I should really go. We haven't even talked.

How's school? Do you like it?

You must have so many friends.

I guess so.

I know you would.

Pretty girl like you, everyone wants to be around you.

Wait, Darcy, come back.

Show me your hands, sir. We were just talking. Show me your hands.

Darcy, I thought you liked me.

I'm investigating a report of a trespasser in the area.

I'm going to need to see some ID.

Darcy. Sir, you need to stay here. No, no, I don't. She's my friend.

Tell him that you know me. You know what? Darcy, tell him I'm your friend.

You're coming with me.

Darcy.

I want to resign.

From the paper and us, though.

Bye. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Can we discuss this?

Jesse, I just made a complete ass of myself, and you sat there with Nina and

watched.

No, I did not.

I was trying to help you. What do you think I was trying to stop you? You just

keep going and going and going.

I do have that tendency.

What were you doing with all that stuff, anyway?

I mean...

How much birth control do you need?

No, Jesse, don't. It's not funny at all.

You know, you're cute when you're mortified.

Well, remind me to mortify myself more often.

Remind me we need to have a talk.

About us.

Where we're going.

That is, if there still isn't us.

Resignation cancelled.

Good. Because I wasn't going to accept it anyway.

You stuck with me, Frosh.

For a long time, I hope.

So, um, they're going to take our computer away for evidence.

So if you have anything on there, then... It's okay.

Do you have anything?

Emails from Spinner or something?

I don't want to remember.

It's okay, D 'Arce.

No.

No, everyone's gonna know at school about how I'm a hypocrite.

Nobody's gonna find out.

I'll punch them.

You're good, Claire.

You're really good.

You are too, D 'Arce. You just got a little turned around is all.

I think it's a teensy bit more complicated than that.

Pretty mixed up.

A person can be good and mixed up all at the same time.

Yeah.

Okay.

I hope you're right.