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Hey. Hey yourself.

So what's up?

Really? That's it?

No, hey babe, how are you? It's been a couple months. How are things?

Well, I just figured if you wanted me to know all these things, you would have

told me already, right?

Well, for your information, I've been seeing someone.

Wonderful.

Be a nice guy?

Are you serious?

You're not jealous?

You're not, I mean, doesn't bother you one bit?

No, I mean, why would I be?

I mean, you're a free agent.

You and I have been hooking up since high school.

I would have thought that by now you'd be a little possessive.

Look, baby, it doesn't work that way, you know. I mean, you can't own anyone.

They're either with you or they're not.

Well, some women like feeling like they belong to a guy.

Those kind of women aren't my type.

All right, well, Mike's taking me to Hawaii, so I'm not going to make it to

the reunion this weekend.

The room in the house is booked.

and looks like you're going to be going solo. Are you going to know who

everybody is?

It's only been ten years since graduation.

Of course I'll know.

Okay, who is Chester Ford?

He's a geeky kid from Woodshop. He couldn't even swing a hammer without

hurting himself.

Okay, Kelly Ellis?

Stuck-up cheerleader bitch.

Nice boobs, though. Hot bod.

Dale Camden?

Dumb jock. Well, he's not really dumb, but, you know, he didn't have much going

on beyond football.

Taylor Cassidy?

Who? You see?

Taylor Cassidy. Where's your yearbook? Don't you have your yearbook?

Yeah, right.

A yearbook?

Yeah, I have my yearbook. I mean, you must have it.

I mean, I might have it buried in my closet somewhere, but, I mean, do you

really keep shit from high school?

Yeah. Come on, you have to get up and find it.

You will thank me later, I promise you. Alright, alright, alright.

All right, if it's going to be anywhere, it's going to be over here.

Let's find it.

I'll never even go through this drawer.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Yes! I still can't believe I have this shit. All right, here we go.

Perfect.

There she is.

Taylor Cassidy.

She used to sit in the back and didn't say a word.

I forgot she was even in our class.

I got a good one, last but not least.

How about this one?

Marley Clark.

Look at that face. Miss Marley. Well, she was a little brain who always

thought she was better than me.

But I'm going to nail her this weekend.

Bullshit. No, you're not.

Oh, yes.

Why do you think I'm even going on this damn reunion?

To nail Marley Clark?

That's impossible.

It's not going to happen.

You think? Yeah. Are you sure? Yeah. Positive.

I'm positive.

Well, I have a few tricks up my sleeve.

First, I'm going to kiss her like this.

That's just an attention getter. And then, a little bit like this.

Really?

And then I'm going to grab her like this.

I'm gonna pour up on the bed.

Push her down like this.

Maybe I'll just test all these theories on you.

I know it's working.

You're so bad.

You know what you want?

Oh, yeah.

It's been way too long.

You want me?

I do want you.

You

are...

I see you trying to stop me.

Oh, God.

Watch it.

Watch it.

So basically I'm going to tell little Miss Marley, right when I'm done, I'm

going to tell her to kiss my ass.

Look at this place.

I wondered who picked up the key from the rental agent.

Kelly and Dale, king and queen of Valley High.

So you guys are still holding up court, huh?

Jack's Whitley, bad boy biker. Still an asshole, are you?

Where's Sonia?

Probably getting banged out in Hawaii by now.

Why?

You want to take her place in my room?

Now, why would I do that and go and ruin a perfectly good reputation as someone

with class?

What's up, Jack?

What's up, bro?

Hey, man, there's another beer in the cooler if you want it.

Oh, thanks.

You better know I'm taking the best room.

First come, first served, baby doll.

What's up, bud?

Cheers. So, you and Kelly, huh?

Nah, we live in the same town. I just gave her a ride.

I actually haven't even seen her in like two years since she's been shacking up

with some stockbroker.

I figured by now you guys would have two kids, picket fence, the whole nine

yards, right?

Yeah, she's not that type.

Yeah, the one thing her and I had in common.

Really? I don't know, it's been like ten years since high school.

I was thinking it was probably time to settle down. I mean, a lot of people

have kids already.

A lot of people have herpes, too, but you don't see me rushing out trying to

get some.

I would have figured you for at least a couple pieces of genital warts by now,

Jax. Well, look what we have here. Marley.

Just full of charm, aren't you?

Hi, Dad.

What's up, Mar?

No boyfriend or husband tagging along like a bitch for you to abuse?

What makes you think I'm into men?

Yeah. Jack thinks all women are tripping over themselves to get into his bed.

Didn't you get the memo?

Hi, Kel.

There's a room down the hall if you want to go grab it. Yeah, definitely.

Go get settled. I'll pour some champagne.

I didn't do anything with your bag, so if you want a room, you better go claim

one. Jackass, you already got the best one.

If there's none left, I'll just sleep on the couch.

Or you could hook up with Miss Fox a lot and share a room with her.

Yeah, I'm not really her type.

Damn straight.

Seriously? I didn't even remember who she was at first.

She's really shy.

If you ever actually look into her eyes, she's a pretty girl.

Chester knows her. Speak of the devil.

Chester the Moose. Chester, Jax, how you doing, man? Hey,

Dan. How much?

So is Taylor here yet? She told me she's running a little late.

Hey, Kelly.

Oh, hey, Chester.

Dale, could you help me with this, please?

No, hey, let me get it.

Thanks, Chester.

Very helpful.

Dale?

Chester, bro, don't even worry about it, man. She's just a first-class bitch.

No, she's not a bitch.

Did you think I did?

Like, deep down, she's a good person. I know.

Maybe deep down, maybe just the first five layers, right?

Dude, don't worry about it. I mean, she'll never be half the person you are.

Jax, do you remember how much I like Kelly?

I'm crazy about her.

What are we, one minute into it? I've already blown it.

You didn't blow it, bro. Trust me.

They all come around, okay?

They all come around, and so will she.

Hey, you still need my help?

No.

Wait.

Yes.

Could you get this sticky hook on the back of this for me, please?

Your bra?

Dale, please.

Thank you.

What was that for?

You're so sweet. Yeah.

um

Hey, you.

Looks like your glass ended up on Kelly's shirt.

Explains why she went missing.

Thanks.

So, what have you been up to the past ten years?

Seriously, Jax?

You know you're not interested in anything but bikes, beer, and big boobs.

Just trying to take an interest in my life won't score you any points.

Well,

I'm glad to see my reputation is still intact.

But for the record... You wouldn't have to score points if you're batting for

the other team, though, would you?

Chuck.

Just there.

What's that text?

Taylor!

Good to see you. Good to see you.

I got you.

Yeah, you remember Jax, right?

Hi, Jax. Hey, Taylor. How's it going?

Welcome to Reunion Central.

Why the... Anyway, everyone's here now, so... Everyone?

Oh, yeah, she's here.

I managed to spill a drink all over her.

Hey,

you remember Dale. You gotta remember Dale.

Hey, Taylor.

Great to see you. You too.

How's your towel business?

You know about my company.

I see the ads on TV late at night.

Yeah, you and like three other people besides my mother.

Hi, Kelly.

Hi.

Take me to my room?

Absolutely, yeah. Thank you, Chester.

She looked great, but she barely noticed me.

That's okay.

I didn't notice you either.

But look at the bright side.

She did watch one of your commercials.

Great. My mother's bridge team is seeing my commercials.

Very true, but there is hope, okay?

Because if you play your cards right, you could be the hero of your own little

story just yet.

Great.

Yeah? Okay, so do you think she noticed?

I think she did.

You know what?

Worst case scenario, she'll think you're a sexual stud and she'll be curious.

I don't even think I'm a sexual stud.

You don't have to be a sexual stud.

You just have to care.

Okay.

Well, let's say the unimaginable happens, right?

Let's say she actually goes for me.

Then what?

I don't have any skills or...

You know, Taylor, I'm practically a virgin.

The way to please a woman is just to listen to her.

What she says, and probably more importantly, what she doesn't say.

You realize how ridiculous that sounds, right?

All you have to do is pay attention.

Look, watch the way her body moves when you do something.

Listen to her breathe.

And when she holds her breath.

Most men start here.

Mistake.

Start here.

And then follow with your lips.

Thank you.

Oh my god, can you touch?

You're a great student.

Yeah.

You're a really good teacher.

What the hell is he thinking?

I seriously just knocked his socks off and next thing I know he's pining to the

wallflower?

Taylor's really nice and not that shy once you get to know her.

I don't want to get to know her. Yeah, but Kelly, do you really want... Dale?

Of course not.

But he should want me.

I'm not laughing.

You should be.

You sound ridiculous.

You've never been the queen. You wouldn't understand the pressure.

Kelly, you were a homecoming queen in high school.

That stuff doesn't matter now. And besides, it was like ten years ago.

But the reunion's tonight.

And unless I have all the best looking guys wanting me, it's really gonna suck.

Are you serious?

Yeah, I'm serious.

I'm going to be 40.

You're 28 years old.

Someday. I'm going to be 40 someday. And unless I'm set up with some guy to take

care of me, I'm screwed.

Look, all the guys from high school have the idea of me as the hot girl.

Kelly, you sound seriously disturbed.

The guys want you for the outside, but it's what's on the inside that's going

to keep them.

And you don't need anybody to take care of you.

You can do that all on your own.

Yeah?

How's that working out for you these days?

We're not talking about me.

Yeah, you're right, because there's nothing to talk about.

What?

Yeah, you don't have relationships because you're like this prickly little

porcupine that never lets anyone in. That's not true.

Jackass over there has been trying to talk to you all day, and you haven't let

him in once.

Because he's a jackass.

Yeah, but he's a good-looking jackass.

Maybe he'll do.

If I can get past his attitude, I can make him want me.

Are you serious?

Totally.

This is my reputation we're talking about here?

Hey, guys.

Want a beer?

Well, if you're offering.

I'm offering.

I'm accepting.

I'll take a beer.

Be right back.

You know what?

She's never gonna find the opener.

So, your offering.

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I don't care.

Show me.

Show me.

I didn't quite expect enough.

That was the best education I've ever had.

Well, you're a great student.

You think I've ever shot with the homecoming queen?

You know what? If you need a reference...

Never talk to me. Yeah?

Alright.

Let's go join everybody else downstairs.

Okay.

Chester?

Yeah?

Why are we here?

What do you mean?

I mean, why these people in this house?

I mean, I wasn't friends with any of them in high school, except for you

and...

I just must think it's really weird that I'm even here.

Nobody thinks it's weird. I think it's weird. Okay, well, I'm here because Dale

and Kelly were looking for friends to share the house with for the reunion,

so... So you weren't friends with them in high school either?

Dale and I were friends. You know, he would always say hi when he passed in

the halls and stuff. What?

I didn't think the star football player could see past his biceps.

Dale's a good guy, alright?

And since he and Kelly are friends... You mean together?

No, I don't mean together.

They're... I don't see it that way.

Okay, well what about Jax? Oh yeah, Jax is my friend.

What?

That boy is trouble.

He's like bad boy central.

No, okay, you see the tattoos and the muscles and that's what everybody sees,

right? But underneath all of that is a good guy, so... I just find that a

little hard to believe.

Okay, well, you should talk to him sometime.

We'll see.

It'll be fine.

Hey, where is everybody?

I don't know. Chester and Taylor disappeared somewhere and Jax and Kelly

are getting beer.

At the store?

No, in the kitchen. Since when?

I don't know, ten minutes ago.

What are you reading?

Business Weekly.

Pretty highbrow stuff.

Not really, but there's a decent article about small business taxes.

That's right, you have your own store, right?

Yep. A tile tale.

Take on a tall tale?

That, and people tell stories about their tile choices.

So how's that going?

It's a living. I mean, I have some great ideas on how to expand it, but I gotta

run everything past my dad.

He's still a partner, and when it comes to business, he's kind of old school.

Well, at least you guys aren't in debt, right?

One of the benefits of old school.

So,

what are you wearing tonight?

This.

No.

Don't you at least have some slacks or black jeans that you could wear?

That's not going to match my outfit at all.

So?

So, when we walk in together tonight, we can make an impression?

You're out of your damn mind.

I'm not going with you.

Why not?

Well, let's just be honest, boys and girls. It's not like you like me.

And I don't really particularly care for you too much either.

How dare you?

What?

How dare me speak the truth?

Don't get me wrong. You are dynamite lay.

Pretty hot piece of ass, too, but you and I walking into some building, some

party, acting like we're something we're not, well, that's going to make us look

like a couple of idiots.

Oh, so a girl needs a full sleeve of tattoos and a bad morticia dye job to be

your type.

Not exactly, but if I wanted more plastic in my life, well, I'd order new

credit cards.

Hey, guys.

Hey, what's going on?

Forgot the beer?

Oh, yeah, yeah, right. You want one?

Yeah, if you can make it back in time before it gets warm.

So, uh, what are you guys talking about, anyway?

How to run a business.

Not exactly your specialty.

What do you think I've been doing for the past decade?

Um, actually, Jax designs high-end street bikes.

Oh, designs?

Oh, is that like shock or disbelief I hear in your voice?

Well, since you never got anything above a C in high school... Well,

consider they never had classes that dealt with AutoCAD or propulsion

engineering either.

You don't have to be such a jerk about it.

Are you serious? I'm being the jerk?

You basically came in here and accused me of being too stupid to ever succeed

at anything.

Well, you come in here with your little smug look on your face and talking

about, I like your grades and all this bullshit.

You think you're better than me?

Well, sweetheart, let me tell you something. You're not.

And passion counts for a hell of a lot more than grades when it comes to

success.

In fact, I've got more passion in my little finger than you have in your

entire frigid existence.

Hey, you okay?

I'm not frigid.

It's just Jax being a jerk.

I wouldn't take it seriously.

But why would he call me frigid? He doesn't even know me.

I don't know, maybe he's remembering the brainiac from high school that never had

time for us regular kids.

And that's what you all thought of me?

Sort of.

That's why no one hung out with me?

Well, we figured you were studying or taking some advanced college course.

But you didn't really talk to anybody either.

I thought you all hated me. Why?

Well, Jax did, for sure. He was always pulling my hair and running into my desk

when he'd come by in class. And the girls were all so mean.

They laughed at everything I wore and called me stuck-up behind my back.

Well...

If there's something I learned from high school, it's that girls only ever bother

to make someone feel bad if they're jealous.

Jealous.

Why would anybody be jealous of you?

Why not?

Because you're really pretty, smart, nice.

Everything they wish they were.

Thank you, Jill.

You're welcome.

Oh, Mom.

I thought this place was supposed to come fully stocked with food.

Right, well, that's what I heard. Don't think that loaf of bread and the 12

-pack's gonna hold us over, though, you know?

Yeah, unless you're Jax.

Why do you hate him so much?

Because he's cruel when he doesn't need to be.

Kelly, did you ever think that maybe it's, you know, a self-defense

mechanism?

Whatever, Einstein.

More like Freud.

You too?

What is it with everyone today?

What was that all about?

I don't know, but I should go after her. You didn't do anything wrong.

No, I know, but she's not happy.

Chess, that woman was born unhappy.

Right, which is exactly why I should go after her. Chess, women like that create

their own drama.

It's very rare they ever actually deserve the nights on white horses they

invariably get.

You know what?

If you want to get your kindness thrown back in your face, don't say I didn't

warn you.

Taylor, you're always there for me.

Thank you for being such a good friend.

I'm gonna go get ready.

Yeah, I'm gonna do the same thing. I'll see you tonight.

Okay.

What'd you do that for? She said you always used to do that in high school,

too. Who gives a fuck?

And what are you now, her keeper?

You're such a jackass.

I always wondered in high school why everyone thought that. Now it's totally

clear. Oh, yeah, brainiac?

Why's that? Because you hate everybody.

And you probably hate yourself even more.

You know what? Fuck you.

Come in there, you dumb jock attitude and this, oh, shucks, bullshit.

I mean, you are so afraid of failing, you don't even try.

I don't even know what the hell you're talking about. Well, you don't.

Well, it seems to me you're the only one in the house trying to bang everybody

here except for the girl you say you like.

You are such an asshole.

Hey,

let him go!

Are you going to try to hit me again? Yes!

For telling the truth, Dale, that's not very noble of you. You're such a jerk.

Let him go.

Oh, how fucking sweet.

We got Miss Queenie over here trying to stick up for her king.

She's not my queen.

Really?

So that must mean one thing.

You're a love him and leave him kind of guy, huh?

I wonder if Marley knows anything about that.

You slept with Marley?

You're such a jerk, Dale. I am?

What are you doing, Dale?

Will you be a good friend?

Are you okay?

I'm so sorry you had to see that. I don't know what happened.

I'm not that guy.

What kind of guy are you?

What do you mean?

Well, you've always been the homecoming king, football star, popular guy who

dated the pretty girls and hung out with the jocks.

That's not a person. That's a resume.

So who are you, then?

I guess I'm the guy who never had to really work for what he wanted.

I mean, most things came easy. It was like they were handed to me.

Girls came easy.

Jobs came easy.

Even running my store is easy because I'm not the one that runs it.

I guess I've never really had to work for what I've really wanted. And because

of it, I feel like I'm living someone else's life because it's not the one I

chose.

Well, what is it that you want?

I've been asking myself that for ten years.

All right, here's one.

I want to actually fall in love with someone that likes me.

You think I'm kidding? I'm not.

You know how many girls have dated me because of my money, my car, my family's

reputation, my dad's business?

Well, that goes back to the question, who are you?

All right.

You know what? If I can't answer that, how do I expect someone else to like me

for it?

Okay. Say someone falls in love with the real you.

Then what?

I want to get married, have kids.

I can't think of anything better than being with my best friend and playing

with our kids together.

That sounds nice.

What about you? What do you want?

To matter to someone?

You matter.

Are you kidding me?

You're a person that's actually adorable, smart, beautiful eyes.

And to be honest with you, somebody I've been wanting to get to know for like the

last ten years.

You have?

I used to watch you walk down the halls in school, not making eye contact with

anybody, avoid.

bumping into or hitting anyone?

I can't believe you noticed that.

I used to play a game that I was invisible.

And as long as no one ever touched me, they wouldn't know I was there.

Yeah, well, I knew you were there.

I didn't realize you saw me.

You never looked at me.

I did, too.

When?

I used to watch you play football every day.

The band room overlooked the football field, and from where I sat, I could see

everything you did.

We did the same thing on the football field that I did in the school halls.

Yeah, they called me Snake because of the way I slithered down the field.

I liked watching you run.

I guess we were a lot alike in school.

You were popular.

I was nobody.

You've always been somebody to me.

Thank you, Dan.

I have been wanting to do that for ten years.

Well, then we have some catching up to do.

Why are we in the gym?

The girls are trying on some dresses in my room.

Hmm.

Yes, the gym could work.

Ooh.

Amen.

Bye.

Mom. Mom.

Oh, that was worth the 10-year wait.

Come in.

You okay?

No.

Can I come in?

Why not?

Trying to decide what dress to wear tonight?

Yeah, and I look like crap in every single one of them.

I highly doubt that.

Like you know anything about fashion?

Yeah, like, I do actually know a lot about fashion.

You'd be surprised.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Then... Who designed this?

That one?

Okay, Donna Karan designed the original, but that one's a knockoff.

How did you know that?

Well, you don't grow up lusting after beautiful girls your whole life without

owning a full collection of...

Women's fashion magazines.

Because I am who I am, you know, I've read them too.

So that's how I know that.

Alright, let's find you something.

Try on the gold.

Okay.

Tonight you want to look hot, right?

Okay, so you need to be confident.

You want every guy to want you.

Every girl to hate you.

Bottom line, you need to feel like a million bucks on whatever you're

wearing, you know?

Yeah. Why is it that you get that and everyone else just thinks I'm crazy?

Because you are.

A little bit.

But that's okay. It's what makes you the homecoming queen, you know?

Okay.

Alright, the truth?

You have a really tiny waist, right?

You have great boobs.

That doesn't show off either one of them.

And the color's wrong anyway, so... That's just what I thought.

This is what I'm thinking. Try this one.

Okay.

I like your juice.

Yeah? Yeah.

Does it work?

Yeah, that worked. That's perfect.

Yeah, you're...

Yeah, you're stunning.

Really?

Yeah, pretty.

Thanks, Chester.

Of course. Anytime.

Uh huh.

So, I figured everybody would be at the reunion.

I'm not going.

Get out of your way.

Marley, hold on.

I just want to tell you that I'm really sorry about being an asshole, okay? You

didn't really deserve that.

But, there's one more thing also.

I was going to come here just to sleep with you and then hurt you.

Only because I wanted you to feel like... I wanted you to know what it

felt like to be rejected.

Why?

Because in high school I had this huge crush on you. I mean, like, a big crush.

And you treated me like shit. Oh, my God. I thought you hated me.

You were always running into me.

I didn't hate you. It was... Look, I was... I was just always acting like a

12-year-old because it was like an excuse to, like, touch you.

Look, I never thought you were shit.

I mean, I probably was, but regardless, it didn't

make it hurt any less.

Look, I want you to know I really am sorry about the way I treated you. I

feel really bad.

You deserve much more than this.

I'm sorry too.

Hey, uh, you want one?

Thanks.

So, was it just paybacks?

Or did you really want me?

I really want you.

No.

So, remind me, how are you going to break my heart again?

Um, I don't remember.

Should I be worried?

No.

I think by now I'm pretty much at your mercy.