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New Years Eve

{The ski lodge is alive with excitement as the inhabitants enjoy the festivities.

Gabriella sits peacefully on a sofa reading as Miss Montez approaches.}

Miss Montez: Gabby, it's New Years Eve. Enough reading.

Gabriella: Oh but, Mom, I'm almost done.

Miss Montez: The teen party? I've laid out your best clothes. Come get ready.

Gabriella: Can I have my book back?

{Miss Montez hands the book to Gabriella}

Gabriella: Thank you.

Miss Montez: Come on.

LODGE GYM

{Mrs. Bolton enters the gym to find her son and husband busy shooting hoops.

Coach Bolton: (bounces ball to Troy) Keep working left, Troy. Got a guard in the championship game we're expectin'. You'll torch 'em!

Troy: By going left?

Coach Bolton: Yeah. He looks middle, you take it downtown.

Troy: OK, like this?

{goes left and nails the shot}

Coach Bolton: Whoo! That's it man. Sweet. I wanna see that in the game.

Mrs. Bolton: Boys?

TroyOh you'll see that in the game, don't worry about me.

Mrs. Bolton: Did we really fly all this way to play more basketball?

{Troy and Coach Bolton look at each other for a moment}

(both) Yeah.

Mrs. Bolton: It's the last night of vacation. The party, remember?

Coach Bolton: Right, the party. The party. New Years Eve.

Mrs. Bolton: Troy, they have a kids party downstairs in the Freestyle club.

Troy: Kid's party?

Mrs. Bolton: Young adults. Now go, shower up.

{Troy takes the ball from his father and bounces it once}

Troy: Come on, one more.

{Mrs. Bolton sighs}

Troy: Last one.

Coach Bolton: Real quick.

{Mrs.Bolton relents}

{As before, Troy nails the shot}

Troy: There we go. That's the way to end it.

FREESTYLE CLUB YOUNG ADULTS PARTY

{The party is in full swing as Troy enters and casually makes his way through the crowd. Gabriella also shly makes her way through the crowd as a partygoer tips his ridiculously large cowboy hat at her}

Partygoer: Howdy, ma'am.

{Gabriella smiles timidly as she finds a unoccupied cushion and goes back to her book}

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