Back to school we go (After School Special) part 1

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INT. SCHOOL CAFETERIA – DAY

Its lunch time, and the popular table is full of cheerleaders and jocks.

She's such a slut.

So? Personally, I'm very pro-slut. What happened, anyway?

She totally banged Jamie Jaffe, that's what. She gave him the reverse cowgirl and everything.

TAYLOR walks up to the table, looking for a place to sit down.

Hi, Taylor. How was your weekend?

Fine, I guess.

You didn't... go to the rodeo?

(to someone sitting at the table) That's my spot.

Sorry. This is a skeev-free zone.

Slut!

Slut! Slut! Slut! Slut!

TAYLOR storms off, slams down her tray and sits down at another table. The only other person at the table is APRIL, an overweight shy girl.

You shouldn't listen to those jerks.

Leave me alone.

I just mean... I'm sorry, that's all.

You? You're sorry? Don't you feel sorry for me, you fat, ugly pig.

APRIL is upset, and leaves the table in a hurry.

INT. SCHOOL BATHROOM – DAY

TAYLOR is upset, looking at herself in the mirror. She has been crying. She doesnt see APRIL approach her from one of the stalls.

Do you think I'm ugly?

Look, I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean it, okay?

APRIL grabs TAYLOR and slams her around, hitting her head hard on the mirror and sink, then dragging her to one of the stalls. TAYLOR screams.

Aah! Aah!

I'm not ugly.

APRIL holds TAYLORS head under water in the toilet until TAYLOR stops struggling. She lets TAYLOR fall to the ground, looks down at the unmoving TAYLOR, and black goo (ectoplasm) comes out of one of her eyes.

You're ugly.

EXT. HOSPITAL – DAY

We see an outside shot of the hospital.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM – DAY

SAM is in hospital whites, dressed as an orderly. He is sitting in a chair with a clipboard talking to APRIL.

I'm not talking about it anymore. I already told the cops and the doctors. No one believes me. They think I'm crazy.

Well, I'm a little bit more open-minded than most. April, why did you tell the police you were possessed?

It doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

When I -- when I hurt Taylor, I was there, in my head, but I couldn't control my body. I could see what I was doing, but I couldn't stop. I just wanted to stop. I'm sorry.

You dont need to apologize. April, some of the kids at school told the police that you and Taylor didn't get along.

Well, yeah, but I never wanted to kill her. Never. Do you believe me?

Yeah, I do. Just a couple more questions. On the day this happened, did you... happen to smell anything?

Anything... like what?

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