[eases into his seat] How’s your head?
Sorry, y’know, I didn’t mean to hit you with the football...
Oh, that was you? [Harvey nods] You have a really good arm.
[gestures to Jenny] Do you know Jenny?
You live in the house with the funny mailbox, right?
Jenny
Oh, it’s not our fault; The people who lived there before us were actually named Mr. and Mrs. Hog.
No, it’s cute! My mailbox is boring, it’s really just a place to put letters...
Jenny
I think Libby and her friends are talking about us.
No, they’re not. Don’t be so paranoid Jenny.
Jenny
Paranoid? They’re pointing at us and laughing.
Oh, you're right. Well, just ignore them... [beat] Are they still doing it?
You know, the only reason I took Home Ec. was so I could eat during class; Coach says I’ve still got to bulk up, and carbo-loading can get pretty lonely...
Well, we’ll keep you company any time you have to eat.
Jenny
Yeah, we’re good at that.
Hey, I’m going to the pizza place tomorrow night to force down eight slices, do you guys wanna watch?
Jenny
Cool!
[Libby and C.C. come down the hallway]
[They walk on giggling together]
Hey, is there something funny about our names?
You know, why don’t you guys just leave us alone? We’re not bothering you.
You’re still breathing, aren’t you, freak? [To Jenny] Double freak!
[Libby and C.C walk away, laughing]
[To Jenny] We can’t let her get to us, [slams her locker shut in frustration] it’s what she wants. I just wish I knew what she was saying...
Jenny
Well, what difference does it make? Everything Libby says is a lie.
Hey, maybe we can retaliate by spreading lies about her.
Jenny
What can we say? That she’s actually nice and sweet?
Not much revenge in that...
Jenny
No. Face it, the world’d be a much better place if everyone told the truth - but you can’t stop someone from lying.
[Jenny walks away, leaving Sabrina looking thoughtful]
I lied to you when I said I didn’t mind Harvey and you coming here alone. I do mind and I know you guys might be soul mates but...
Jenny
We’re not soul mates.
Jenny
No. I mean, Harvey's really cute and he’s really nice, but you can’t build a life on that.
I’d be willing to give it a shot.
[calling over] Are you guys talking about me?
Come talk about me over here.
[Jenny is meeting with Principal Larue]
Jenny
The reason I called this meeting was to present my five-point program. My contract with Westbridge, if I may.
Jenny
Well, the first point focuses on class sizes--
LLarue
You have no authority there.
Jenny
I don't?
Jenny
Well, I'm also concerned about arts funding.
LLarue
You have no authority there.
Jenny
Textbooks?
Jenny
Curriculum?
Jenny
Parking?
LLarue
Huh! I don't even have authority there. These topics that you raise are not to be addressed in this room. They are decided by powerful men, in smoke-filled boardrooms hundreds of miles from here. It is not your place to question their choices. They know you, Jennifer. Better than you know yourself. Let's leave the business of school to the people whose business is school. Student class elections have always been a popularity contest. Let's keep it that way.
Jenny
It looks like I’m going to the dance.
Jenny
Me! Dates are just society's way of keeping numbers even, I’m going to represent all things that are odd.
And I’m sure that’s exactly how people will see it.
Jenny
Do you wanna come with me? We could go alone together.
No thanks. You know I was thinking it might be kinda fun to go with Harvey.
Jenny
Are you gonna ask him?
Oh, I can’t! I don’t wanna complicate our friendship.
Jenny
What if he asked you?
Oh, I don’t mind if he complicates our friendship...
[Jenny stands up and waves Harvey over]
Jenny
Hey, Harvey! Over here!
[walking over] Thanks for waving; I might not have spotted you at the same table where we always sit.
Jenny
So, do you have plans for the dance tomorrow night? [pretends to look at a watch] Oops, gotta run! [grabs her tray and leaves the table]
[to Sabrina] Man, I’ve never seen her move so fast...
Er, so you were saying about the dance?
Harvey: Oh, I probably won’t go. School dances aren’t my thing. What about you?
Oh, I haven’t made any plans. Y’know, yet.
[Libby walks up with an inflated balloon]
Hi, Harvey. Can I borrow a finger?
[Harvey holds out his finger while Libby ties off the balloon]
[annoyed] Excuse me, we were talking? Other people have fingers too, you know.
Yes, but Harvey works out. And by the way, Harvey, I was thinking you and I could go to the dance together, okay?
[Sabrina stares in disbelief]
Great! Thanks for helping! [walks off, flashing Sabrina a smug look]
[to Harvey] "Okay"‽ I thought you said school dances weren’t your thing‽
...They’re not. I panicked. I have a hard time saying "no". I really should work on that... [to himself] No...
[sees Sabrina dancing with Chad] Oh my god... Who's that guy Sabrina’s with?
Jenny
[dances over, smug] His name's Chad Cory Dillan; and yes, that’s his motorcycle outside. [dances away laughing]
SSasha
Well, I guess Sabrina wins.
Ha! I don’t think so. Come on Harvey, let’s hit the floor!
[grabs her arm] Actually, Libby, I don’t dance.
Excuse me? This is a dance, guess what we do here?
Well you see for me, dance is sort of a metaphor.
...I don’t know, something else?
Jenny
Hey Harvey, help us out: Sabrina’s got a problem.
Well, I was thinking of joining the Science Club-
Really? I didn’t know you were a geek.
I’m not. That’s the problem; I’m afraid everyone will think I am.
Jenny
I explained that we can’t change the whole system just for her.
Well, why does everyone have to be stuffed in a category? I mean, I don’t get it, look around: [points at various tables] The cheerleaders only eat with the cheerleaders, The geeks only eat with the geeks... I just don’t want to be labelled.
You have no choice. You have a grace period as a new student, but pretty soon, you’re going to be stereotyped.
Well, I’m a quasi-jock with semi-literary aspirations and a hint of denialism.
If only it was that simple for me. Jenny, what are you?
Jenny
I tried to be an outsider, but I didn’t really fit in. Now Libby calls me a freak, and I’m okay with that.
Well... why can’t I just be me?
That’s a pretty small group.
Jenny
This is such a great place! I mean, how many people have their own turret?
I don’t know, me and Rapunzel?
Jenny
There’s a totally gothic feel to this place, like anything could happen!
[pointedly] Could... but doesn’t!
Jenny
Too bad, that’s like my dream... Hey, I got an idea; Wanna tell each other secrets?
Jenny
I’ll go first, okay? Ever since I read The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, I’ve believed in other realms. Like the way Edmund pushes past the coats and falls into Narnia? I think that could happen if we could just find the door... Wouldn’t that be amazing?