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(COREY is signing a piece of paper propped on a callboard for the school’s talent show. A football player walks by.)
MIKE-Have fun doing your ballet routine, faggot. (He laughs and walks away.)
COREY-(Ignoring him and talking to himself.) You do a few shows and suddenly people question your sexuality. (His girlfriend BRIT approaches him. He turns to her.) But I know better.
BRIT-Hey you.
BRIT-Signing us up?
BRIT-Relax, I’m just kidding. I can’t sing nearly as well as you can, plus I get stage fright.
COREY-Well, I must admit I AM pretty good.
BRIT-Careful Jack, you’ll fall over with that big head. (Camera pans over. DREW and his friend TED are waiting aside to also sign up.)
TED-We’re gonna kill it this Friday! God, I can’t wait!
DREW-Don’t get over hasty. We have three days to make it pitch perfect. (Looks over at COREY and BRIT.) What’s taking them so long?
TED-Why do you look so nervous?
DREW-Nervous? I’m not nervous.
TED-Bro, we’re gonna bring the frickin house down! Don’t sweat it. Beside we can beat someone like him. I hear he wears like tuxes to school and stuff.
DREW-A tux? Really…?
TED-Theatre kids… (COREY and BRIT walk off.)
DREW-Finally! (They both go and sign their names.)
TED-There! We’re set! (They high five a choreographed slap fest.) Friday is ours man! (They start to leave. BRIT comes back and accidentally runs into TED.)
BRIT-Oh-whoops. Sorry.
TED-Oh-uh…no problem. (They both share a stare before walking away.)
DREW-What was that all about?
TED-(Looking back.) Huh? Oh-I don’t know. She ran into me…
DREW-Come on, let’s go.
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