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Eric : You're Isabella Swan, the new girl. Hi, I'm Eric, the
eyes and ears of this place. Anything you need, tour guide,
lunch date, shoulder to cry on?
Bella : I'm really kind of the more suffer-in-silence type.
Eric : Good headline for your feature. I'm on the paper, and you're news, baby,
front page.
Bella : No, I'm not. (Stutters) You...Please don't have any sort of...
Eric : Chillax.
No feature.
Bella : Okay, thanks.
Eric : Cool?
Girl : All right. Okay. Yeah.
(Girls Chattering)
Girl : Get it! Get it! Get it!
(Bella Grunts)
Girl 1: To you!
Mike : Whoa!
Bella : I'm sorry. I told them not to let me play.
Mike : No way. No, no, no. That's... That's... Don't...You're Isabella, right?
Bella : Just Bella.
Mike : Yeah. Hey, I'm Mike Newton.
Bella : Nice to meet you.
Mike : Yeah, yeah.
Jessica : She's got a great spike, huh?
Mike : (Chuckles) Yeah, it's...
Jessica : I'm Jessica, by the way. Hey, you're from Arizona, right?
Bella : Yeah.
Jessica : Aren't people from Arizona supposed to be, like, really tan?
Bella : Yeah. Maybe that's why they kicked me out.
(Mike and Jessica Laughing)
Mike : You're good.
Jessica : That's so funny.
Girl : Back in, Jess.
Boy: Down here.
Eric : Like a masterpiece, you know, we'll have, like, this crazy pyramid fall
from the sky, and then you guys can...
Mike : It's my pleasure, Madame.
Eric : You guys can give each other
high
fives.
Mike : Burrito,
my friend?
Eric : Hey, Mikey! You met my home
girl, Bella?
Mike : Hey. Your home girl?
Eric : Yeah.
Mike : Yeah?
Tyler : That's...My girl. Sorry I had to mess
up your game, Mike!
Eric : Tyler.
(All laughing)
Tyler : Yes!
Jessica : Oh, my God. It's like first grade all over again. You're the shiny new
toy.
Angela : Smile.
Bella : Okay.
Angela : Sorry.I needed a candid for
the feature.
Eric : The feature's dead, Angela. Don't bring
it up again.
Bella : It's okay, I just...
Eric : I got
your back, baby.
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