At Emma’s house

(Mr. Simpson is fixing the sink and water sprays him in the face.)

Mr. Simpson: Ah! Fruit salad!

Manny: Um Mr. Simpson can you keep it down? It’s long distance with Craig.

Spike: You haven’t let me brush your hair since you were ten. 

Emma: I wish I was ten. You don’t have a time machine do you?

Spike: I’m afraid I don’t kiddo. 

Emma: When did it all get so complicated? 

Spike: Hey. Serious McMopey, do you know how boring life would be if it were simple? Right? Hello? Are you there?

Emma: I’m here mom. I’m just worried about exams and stuff, okay?

Spike: Okay.

(Emma looks at her phone and there’s a message from Peter telling her to go meet him.)

At the park

(Emma is blindfolded and Peter is leading her to a picnic area that he set up.)

Emma: Where are we going?

Peter: Just follow me. I’m sorry I can’t see you at school, so uh this is my way of making it up to you. I bring you all the comfort foods. Potato salad, um fried chicken, chocolate cake. You feeling okay? You look kind of sick.

Emma: Yeah I’m fine. I just, I can’t believe you’d do this for me. It’s so…sexy.

(They start kissing.)

Peter: Who knew potato salad was such an aphrodisiac? 

Emma: Shut up. 

(Emma starts kissing him and purposefully knocks over the picnic basket.)

Emma: Leave it. I wasn’t hungry anyway. 

(They start making out on the picnic table.)

In science class

Mr. Ellis: Okay heads up everybody. Today we got Liberty talking frogs. It will be most fascinating I’m sure. Alright take it away Liberty. 

Liberty: Of course Mr. Ellis. I’ll begin with the female reproductive system. 

Mr. Ellis: Ah hint, hint. This just might be on your year end test.

(Liberty begins her presentation and Manny hits Emma to keep her awake.)

Emma: Ow. Manny!

Manny: You’re falling asleep during class and by the way your hands are colder than my Nana’s, at her funeral. 

Emma: I have poor circulation. 

(Manny pokes Emma again.)

Emma: Why did you do that?

Manny: Because you’ve been weird and distant for weeks and I’m getting tired of it. 

Emma: Well I’m tired of you being Needy McNeedersons all the time. Sorry I have a life. Sorry I’ve got stuff going on that you wouldn’t understand. 

Manny: Like what?

Emma: Like…nothing. Just drop it.

Manny: Woah. Are you getting your attitude from these things? Protein bars? They’re all you eat lately. Are they even safe?

Emma: I get them at a health food store. 

Mr. Ellis: Ms. Nelson!

Emma: Um yeah. Sorry sir.

Mr. Ellis: I hope you are back there whispering about adrenal glands. 

Emma: Absolutely. Gland central over here.

Mr. Ellis: Good because if you don’t ace your year end exam, I’ll be seeing you in summer school. 

In the foyer

Alex: Oh my god.

Paige: Will someone please send Heather Sinclair a memo that belly shirts are out?

Alex: As if they were ever a good idea for Ms. Tellatubbie anyways. 

Paige: Alex you’re like the vinegary dressing on the dull salad of my life.

Alex: And hearing the word dull, Hazel magically appears. 

Paige: Hi hon.

Hazel: Hey Paige. Anything exciting in your mailbox?

Paige: It’s very lonely. Filled only with the sound of my increasing panic. 

Alex: Gosh if I don’t get into the university or sorority of my choice I’ll just die!

Hazel: See you in bio.

Alex: Hope the lesson’s about becoming interesting on the cellular level ‘cause Hazel really needs it. 

Paige: Everything’s always a game to you.

Alex: Keep’s life interesting. 

Paige: Well some things do actually matter. Some people matter, at least to me. Hazel’s one of them and you need to be nicer to her.

In the hallway

Manny: Between studying and planning the end of the year extravaganza, I barely have time to breathe. How about you? How’s the environmental club? 

Emma: Kinda lost interest.

Manny: What? You’re telling me you don’t care about those poor, starving dolphins in the rainforest?

Emma: They’re not starving, they’re not in the rainforest, and yes I still care. I’m just focussed on other stuff. 

Manny: Like what? Jogging?

Emma: And other stuff. 

Peter: Hey Emma. Manny. This is Brendan, one of the kids I tutor. I’ll meet you back here at 3:30?

Manny: I didn’t know you tutored. 

Peter: Well my mom asked and I thought why not. Everyone needs a helping hand. 

Manny: How nice of you. So what’s your favourite thing to teach? Grammar, composition, getting girls drunk and filming them with their tops off? 

Peter: That one’s not in the curriculum. 

Manny: Didn’t think so. Quit the hero act Peter. You’re not fooling anyone. We all know you’re scum.

(Emma stands there silently.)

Manny: Em! We’re gonna be late for gym. 

In the media immersion lab

(Tons of pictures of Hazel and Paige are being shown on the computer.)

Toby: We can’t just fill the yearbook with pictures of you two, you know. We’ve got to represent the whole school. 

Hazel: Paige and I? We’re the school.

Toby: Yeah. There’s a convincing argument.

(Alex walks in and sits down.)

Hazel: Sorry Alex. You actually have to participate to get in the yearbook. 

Alex: And the vicious insult club doesn’t count?

Hazel: What do you want?

Alex: I think we should hang out.

Hazel: Uh sarcasm association doesn’t get you into the yearbook either. 

Alex: We don’t have to be best friends or even friends. I’ll settle for acquaintances. Acquaintances who don’t k*ll each other. So what do you say? Why don’t we all go out? Get loaded, get into some trouble. 

Toby: I could do up some fake ID’s. Take you ladies on a pub crawl. 

Alex: Nice try.

Hazel: Or we could go shopping. You, me and Paige at the mall. There’s a big sale on!

Alex: You’re really gonna make me work for this, aren’t you? 

Hazel: You bet. See you at 4:30!

(Alex leaves and flicks Toby’s ear on her way out.)

In gym class, Emma is wearing a huge sweat suit

Manny: Let me guess. You went to visit Shaquille O’Neal and all you got was his running suit? 

Emma: Shaq is ginormous.

Manny: Uh yeah Em. That’s the joke.

Mr. Armstrong: Okay girls, as you can see we’re rotating stations so let’s group up. 

Darcy: Emma it’s like a gabillion degrees in here.

Emma: I’m kinda cold is all. 

Chante: You’re kinda whacked is all. 

Darcy: Oh no, I think I see an extra ounce over here on your right cheek. 

Chante: Call weight watchers, a 911!

Emma: You think it’s fun to laugh at the tub of lard?! It’s not! I know what’s wrong so you can stop pointing it out!

Darcy: You’re so not fat Emma. We were just joking. 

Chante: Are you okay?

Emma: Of course. I’m fine. I just don’t want to be here today. 

(Emma runs out of the gym.)

Mr. Armstrong: Emma?

At the mall

Hazel: I’m having a fashion flash-forward. 

Paige: Cute. Sassy mix of conservative colour and edgy military. 

Alex: It’s grey. Paige hates grey. What about this? 

Hazel: No offence, but I don’t think you’re ready for the big leagues. Can you even afford those clothes?

Paige: Hazel!

Hazel: I’m sorry, but fashion isn’t exactly what Alex’s type does well. 

Alex: My type? Lesbian you mean?

Hazel: No. The style-impaired. 

Paige: Ladies. Please just chill. Hazel this shrunken blazer, it so has your name on it. 

Alex: I think it might be a little too shrunken for Hazel’s body type. Gimme.

Hazel: You in a blazer? Spare me. 

Alex: Do I detect jealousy? Tell me how long have you wanted to kiss Paige? 

Hazel: Gross. That’s your thing. Not mine.

Paige: Guys stop it! You’re embarrassing me. 

Hazel: And BTW, Paige used to be straight until you came along and turned her gay.

Alex: What? Okay you know what? I’m sorry. I’m through with playing nice. 

Hazel: Couldn’t pull off for very long, huh? Big surprise. 

(Alex throws the blazer and her and Hazel start throwing clothes at each other until the security guard comes over.)

Hazel: She started it!

Alex: No I didn’t. Paige? Paige?

(Alex looks and Paige is gone.)

Outside, Emma and Peter are jogging

Emma: Going too fast for you gramps? I’ll slow down so you don’t have to trail behind. 

Peter: Aw, but I like trailing behind you. That way I get to enjoy the view. 

(He leans in to kiss her and she pulls away.)

Emma: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Peter: Aw your jogging breath is fine. 

Emma: No I mean this. Us. 

Peter: Just when I thought we were finally getting somewhere. 

Emma: I want to go out with you Peter. I really do, but-

Peter: It’s Manny. Webmaster of the ‘Peter Stone Must Die’ website. Why does she still hate me so much?

Emma: Forgiveness is not Manny’s forte. Believe me she’s like the five time winner of the golden grudge. 

Peter: Well then, then why does she have to know? It could be our little secret. 

Emma: No! You don’t understand. This is all confusing and messy and complicated and I can’t do it anymore, okay?! Sorry.

Peter: Well me too! This sucks.

Emma: You think you’re the only one that’s unhappy, well join the club Peter! I’ve got a huge pile of worries over here by myself, okay?!

Peter: Are you alright?

Emma: No! I have to go. 

At Emma’s house

(Emma walks downstairs and Manny hands her a sandwich.)

Manny: Here. Eat this.

Emma: I don’t have time for your girl interrupted today. 

Manny: I found your food diary. You’re not eating and those protein bars, they’re props. You’re hiding them. 

Emma: That’s not true. You’re making it up. 

Manny: (Reading) I haven’t lost weight in 3 days. I run twice as much and still nothing. 

Emma: Stop it.

Manny: (Reading) I can’t eat. My body makes me sick. It’s rebelling against me, just like everyone else. 

Emma: Give that back!

Manny: I bet Spike would love to read this.

Emma: Manny no! I’m dating Peter.

Manny: What?

Emma: You heard me. I’m dating Peter. That’s why I’m like this. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I’m stressed 24/7 because I’m so scared of you finding out. Now you know.

Manny: Take your stupid diary. I don’t care anymore. You do whatever you want ‘cause we’re through. I’m sleeping on the couch and tomorrow we can talk about me going home. 

Emma: Fine. 

Outside the school

Peter: I got your messages. What’s the big news?

Emma: Why don’t I show you? Come on. 

(Emma pulls him in front of the school and kisses him.)

Emma: I told Manny everything. We’re legit.

Peter: And she’s okay with it?

Emma: Well that’s sort of the problem and speak of the devil.

Manny: Wow. Look at the happy couple. 

Emma: Manny save the drama for your next audition. We’re not interested. 

Manny: Fine. I just wanna wish Peter good luck. 

Peter: Thanks I guess.

Manny: You’re gonna need it. Maybe you can keep track of whether or not she’s eating, ‘cause I’m done. 

(Manny leaves.)

Peter: What is she talking about? 

Emma: I don’t know Peter. She’s completely crazy.

(Emma sees Mr. Simpson and Mr. Armstrong talking about her.)

Emma: Come on. We have some flaunting to do. 

In the cafeteria

Alex: Your favourite. I went and picked it up after security let us go. 

Paige: I’m not talking to you.

Alex: I had to go all the way to Mississauga to get it, on transit. 

Paige: Uh how much?

Cafeteria worker: $2.16 please. 

Paige: $2.20.

Cafeteria worker: Here’s your change. 

Alex: I tried. That’s got to count for something. 

Paige: Have a great day. Thanks.

Alex: I just care about you.

Paige: Great job showing it. 

At the Dot, Peter and Emma are toasting their relationship

Peter: To us. Completely official for all the world to see. 

Emma: Yay us. 

(The waitress brings their food.)

Peter: Could we get some…ketchup. We need ketchup.

(Peter gets up and Emma puts a bunch of fries in her pocket, pretending she ate them.)

Peter: Woah. Now that is impressive.

Emma: What can I say, I’m a healthy growing girl? 

Outside

Peter: Something’s missing here. 

Emma: You’re so mysterious.

Peter: No I just thought with us coming out there’d be like a marching band or something. Maybe a blimp with our name on it. 

(He leans in to hug her and she pulls away.)

Emma: Hey not feeling so huggable right now. 

Peter: Emma you got fries in your pocket.

Emma: It’s just a little snack for later. 

Peter: Cold french fries from your pocket? That’s a little weird. 

Emma: Not really. Haven’t you seen Napoleon Dynamite? Come on. I’m just like a little squirrel. 

Peter: Sure. Uh I got to get to class. See ya. 

At Alex’s locker

Hazel: Paige isn’t talking to me. 

Alex: Me neither.

Hazel: Well I happen to be upset about it. 

Alex: So do I. I do have feelings you know.

Hazel: And when Paige gets upset-

Alex: Tell me about it. She’s the stubbornest person I ever knew. 

Hazel: Oh me too and if you really want to know how bad a freeze out can get, phone Ashley Kerwin up!

Alex: We could try playing nice again.

Hazel: Again? 

Alex: We could try playing nice period. 

Hazel: If we go for hot beverages, promise not to scald me?

Alex: Just as long as you promise to leave your cyanide at home.

(They shake hands in agreement.)

In a classroom

Manny: So you all have your schedules? Next meeting’s Tuesday. 

(Peter walks in.)

Manny: What do you want?

Peter: Show you something.

Manny: Good for you Peter. Learning to read is very important. 

Peter: Hiding food, baggy clothes, mood swings, paranoia. These are all possible symptoms of anorexia nervosa. 

Manny: I’ll talk to her mom. 

Peter: No, we’ll talk to her mom. Hate me all you want, Emma’s my girlfriend. You can’t stop me from helping her. Don’t even try. 

At the mall food court

Hazel: So. 

Alex: So. 

Paige: What is this?

Hazel: Paige-likers club. Alex is trying to get into the yearbook. 

Paige: And the fighting begins when?

Hazel: We’ve signed a peace treaty. 

Alex: We also bought you a treat.

Hazel: We even went Dutch to pay for it. 

Paige: So you know, you guys made me really mad and I refuse to be the monkey in the middle. 

Alex: That’s fine. As long as you’re talking monkey ‘cause we’re a little stuck for conversation. 

Paige: Okay. Let’s uh start with how many calories are in this beverage. I always order no whip. 

Hazel: Told you so Alex. Paige doesn’t eat sweets. 

Alex: That’s a lie.

Paige: Shut up.

Alex: You had three pieces of chocolate cheesecake last weekend. 

Paige: It was our two month anniversary. Oops. My spoon slipped.

Alex: Oops. So did mine.

(The girls start flinging whipped cream at each other while laughing.)

At Emma’s house

Emma: What’s going on?

Spike: Come sit down here honey. Manny and Peter came here because they’re worried about you. 

Mr. Simpson: And it’s not just them. Your teachers told me you’re having trouble at school. 

Emma: They’re lying.

Mr. Simpson: No they’re not Emma. We want you to go talk to someone. A therapist about why you’re not eating. 

Emma: I am eating. There’s nothing wrong.

Peter: You’re hiding food.

Manny: You’ve got major psycho mood swings. 

Spike: You’re just not you. We’re worried. 

Emma: And you guys are all so perfect. You take advantage of drunk girls, you are the drunk girl and last time I checked you were making out with his mother. 

Mr. Simpson: Emma you need to calm down.

Emma: No I need to get out of here. 

(Manny blocks the door.)

Manny: You can’t go Emma, please. We need to get you help. 

Emma: You did this! You told them! This is all your fault Manny!

(Emma rushes downstairs and starts throwing Manny’s clothes on the floor.)

Manny: What are you doing? That’s my stuff!

Emma: Kicking your sorry butt out Manny, once and for all. 

Manny: Please stop it!

Mr. Simpson: Emma please, please stop. 

Emma: You’re supposed to be my friend Manny! I can’t even trust you!

Manny: I am! That’s why I’m trying to help you!

(Emma starts gasping for air.)

Emma: I can’t breathe. My chest. Manny something’s happening. 

(She falls onto the floor.)

Mr. Simpson: Woah Emma! Peter! Peter call 911 now!

(They all rush to her and Peter goes to call 911.)

In the mall security office

Paige: Nice ladies. Another night in the security office. 

Alex: Think of it as mall detention! 

Hazel: I shouldn’t have dived over the counter for that whipped cream canister. 

Alex: If only those German tourists hadn’t gotten in the way!

Paige: I can’t believe you think this is funny. It’s pathetic. 

Alex: Says the girl who was throwing biscotti pops! 

(The security guard walks in and they start laughing again.)

Hazel: Ew!

At the hospital, Manny is holding Emma’s hand when Spike walks in

Spike: Doctor said you had a panic att*ck.

Emma: Okay so I’m fine. It musta been a reaction to one of those protein bars. That’s the last time I eat one of those nasty things. 

(Emma starts to get up.)

Spike: Emma, you’re not going anywhere.

Emma: But it was just a panic att*ck. 

Spike: Brought on by starvation. A psychiatrist is coming to talk to you and she might diagnose you as anorexic. 

Emma: I want to go home.

Spike: Honey you can’t. You can’t. 

Manny: Em you have to stop. You have to stop or you’re gonna die. You can’t do that to me.

Emma: No one’s gonna die, okay? I’m gonna try to b*at this Manny. I’m gonna try to b*at this. 

Scenes for next week

Marco: (To the camera) Dylan is a selfish, reckless, immature jerk. So why can’t I get over him? 

Voiceover: An old flame is back in town. 

Dylan: I still love you Marco.

Voiceover: And Marco’s still hurting. 

Paige: If you’re so ready to move on, then why aren’t you doing it? 

Voiceover: Will he choose Dylan or has he found someone else?

(Tim is shown walking into the room with a shocked look on his face.)
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