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I'm going to go to the bathroom.

Where did you put the lavender tea?

Privacy, please.

I'm on the toilet.

Kristen, open this door. Scarlet!

Get off my ass already, will you?

What the hell, Kristen?

My mom was talking to your dad and said that if you got into another fight, then

you'd be sent off to private school.

It's so typical that you're going to rat me out.

Go ahead.

Tell them.

But I'm not switching schools, especially since I'm graduating in three

They can take you out of school if they want, and you know that.

How? Huh?

How can they when I'm already 18?

My roof, my rules.

It's not swollen.

So maybe we could put peas on it and hide it with makeup?

You'll help me?

Of course.

Okay.

Let me just hold it there.

Why are you always picking fights with girls?

I don't.

Some girls just don't know when to shut their mouths.

And I never throw the first punch.

Well, maybe if you weren't such a hothead.

Don't lecture me. You know why I get into these fights.

I don't even understand why people talk about you.

You never have a bad word to say about anyone.

You're so sweet.

I guess people will always have something to say about someone, and

easy target since you're so nice. Why do you get into fights over me?

So silly.

If somebody picks on me, I just ignore them.

Great idea.

So the bullies win.

No, I don't think so.

If they're going to have something to say about you, there's going to be

consequences.

Kristen, you don't have to defend me.

I can handle my own.

Look, I can get into clubs.

I can smoke cigarettes.

I can handle a few mean girls.

You go to clubs?

And you smoke?

You're missing the point.

Let those mean girls say those ugly things. The ugliness will consume them.

I'm a nice person.

My conscience is clean.

They lose, I win.

Peace, please.

Poor girl.

Does it hurt?

You should see what I did to them.

Kristen.

Is my mom going to have to pay for dinner work?

Or broken bones again?

No. I'm getting better at taking them down without breaking their bones.

Well, it looks like they got quite a few in on you.

Yeah.

Oh my god.

Are you sure you're okay?

I took on two girls and one guy this time.

I'll be fine.

Don't worry about me.

I'm so sorry about this.

Don't be.

It's not your fault that those people tell lies.

What they say is somewhat true.

You're a prostitute?

I'm not a whore.

I'm more of a slut.

I just get insatiable urges.

Urgent? I just like sex.

More for fun.

I just don't understand why it's such a big deal to sleep with different people.

Well, most of them talk about you being with girls.

In fact, Kaya called you a carpet -munching lesbo.

Carpet -muncher?

Well, to be honest, I prefer a neatly trimmed bush.

Or... This is all so unsafe.

I honestly can't believe that you'd be this careless.

I'm careful.

Trust me. And what do you have to say about the rumors of you seducing

girls, huh?

It's true.

I love a challenge, but it's usually the straight girls that give me problems.

They're the ones who love to gossip and name call.

Because after having mind -blowing sex with me, they have all these moral

questions and conflicts within themselves.

Okay, well, you're adventurous.

It would have been nice to have known this years ago, but...

I mean, you have to stop, okay?

Just stop.

I don't mind that you're having sex with girls, but just...

Pick one and then stick to her.

Just one?

How could you live with just one flavor of ice cream your entire life?

How could I be with one woman when there's so many flavors to experience?

Most people have no idea how good their bodies are designed to feel.

Love.

You need to find somebody that you love.

Love?

I'm 18 years old. You haven't found anyone to love. I'm not sleeping with

the guys and girls at school either.

I can't help it. I love sex.

I dream about it all day long.

And women?

can't help myself.

Well, what do you mean?

Being with a woman who is beautiful and feminine, but also fierce and lusty,

it's easily the greatest joy in my life.

And if you take that away from me, I'm empty.

You know, a vibrator would solve that problem.

Pretty sure your mom has one upstairs in her nightstand.

Eh.

Well, you could read an erotic novel or watch porn.

You mean one of your erotic novels that I found in your room?

Oh yeah, Kristen.

I know about all your dirty little secrets.

But you know, outside of this little shitty town, there's a world who accepts

for who we are. I'm not gay.

I've got amazing gaydar.

But when I'm around you, it's blaring.

You don't have to act so morally high when you're around me.

Just tell me the truth.

Oh, you want to play hard to get?

Well, what about the earmark page in your little novel, Confessions of a

Cheerleader?

They're just silly little novels.

But you're trying to change the subject.

I am seriously concerned about you.

Tell me if you live vicariously through me and your novel.

Sometimes I just like to imagine that I'm as open as you are.

Girls would be open with you if they weren't so afraid of your right hook.

What am I going to do with you?

Did you know that I... often feel like you're my daughter to protect.

I mean, our parents don't really get involved unless I'm in trouble.

So stop getting in - What would I do if I didn't have you? Huh?

I need you.

You're my stepsister, you're my best friend.

I love you.

So, you need to start thinking about risking your life for these silly,

cheap thrills.

I'm being serious.

I mean, I could live there at home and find something good to do

here.

But there's nothing fun to do here.

I could watch TV.

I could read a book.

But then I'd want to write an erotic novel.

Maybe we could raid the liquor cabinet and play a board game.

Or I could teach you judo or jujitsu.

Or you could teach me to dance, you know? I mean, we could find some fun

to do. You just... We'll find something to help you with your urges.

Ugh! That's not what I had in mind!

Tell me.

You have to keep an open mind.

Everything new is once strange.

Can I kiss you to see if we have chemistry together?

We can't do that. You're my... I know.

I know what the rules are.

But sometimes it's okay to color outside the lines.

You're a beautiful woman, but... We have to live with ourselves for the rest of

our lives.

Go right.

I've never been with a girl.

I've never been with anybody.

Well, I hope I can live up to my reputation.

Thank you.

I'll give you a different life.

like this, did you?

Amen.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Even all the way shaven.

Or not.

You're missing the point.

Let those mean girls say those ugly things.

The ugliness will consume them. Let me redo that because I was not on the same

page as myself.

Okay.

They have all these moral con - See, I get it.

Most people don't know how good - See, I always fucking get it.

You don't have to - Don't look at you. Yeah, don't look at me.

I forgot, too.

So stop getting in.