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The Dance

Sage: Thanks. I should go.

(7:30)

Josh: Where's your date?

Sage: He's running a bit late.

Anna: Wait, you actually have a date?

Sage: Yeah. It's that next door neighbor I was talking about.

Lili: Very impressed. Well, I'm gonna go dance.

Carter: Wanna dance, Anna?

Anna: Yes.

Josh: I'm hungry, so I'll go eat.

(a while later)

Lili: That date still hasn't shown up.

Sage: I'm starting to think he won't show up. I still got a date though, so I win the bet.

Josh: Doesn't count. You actually have to bring your date to the dance. He isn't here, is he?

Sage: I never said I had to bring my date. I said if I can get a date I win. You all agreed to that.

Josh: Well played.

Lili: Sage can't seriously be that smart. Who knows if she even got a date?

Josh: Good point. Before you win, you have to have proof.

(Sage takes out phone)

Sage: I have a message from Felix.

Voicemail Felix: Hey Sage, I won't be able to go to the dance tonight. My mom is making me babysit my younger sister. Sorry.

Josh: Dangit!

Anna: What's up.

Sage: I won the bet.

Carter: Then where's your date.

Lili: Sage found a loophole.

Josh: Yup. When we agreed to the bet, we agreed that she only had to get a date, but it didn't matter if she brought him to the dance. She has proof that she actually had a date, so she won the bet.

Anna: Wow. Well played.

(A while later. Sage is in the hall sipping juice.)

Dylan: Sage, right?

Sage: Yeah. Do I know you?

Dylan: We met in detention a few weeks ago.

Sage: Oh yeah. I remember you. Annoying guy sitting next to me. Dylan, right?

Dylan: Yup. I was kinda hoping you reconsidered.

Sage: Reconsidered what?

Dylan: Going out with me. We're at a dance and all.

Sage: Hmm. Maybe I'll consider one dance.

Dylan: Cool.

Sage: You know what? I'm just standing here doing almost nothing. Let's go dance.

(a few minutes later)

Sage: Huh, you're actually a pretty good dancer.

Dylan: I am a street dancer on weekends. How else would I get money without a job?

Sage: Haha. Wait seriously?

Dylan: Yes. Do you not like the whole no-job thing?

Sage: I don't have a job either.

Dylan: So what are your special talents?

Sage: Well reading and troublemaking.

Dylan: Besides that. I know that part already.

Sage: Hmm. I guess I'm a pretty good painter.

Dylan: That's awesome.

Sage: You're not the jerk I thought you were.

Dylan: Same.

Sage: You thought I was a jerk?

Dylan: I like you, but you kept turning me down.

Sage: OK. You like me?

Dylan: I thought that was obvious.

Sage: Guess I didn't see it.

Dylan: Would you like to go on a real date?

Sage: Um sure, but one thing.

Dylan: What?

Sage: Read.

Dylan: I should have known. OK book girl. You have a deal.

Sage: Good.

Dylan: I'm gonna go get some punch. Want some?

Sage: Sure.

(Dylan leaves and Lili walks over)

Lili: (screaming) Hi, having fun?

Sage: I can hear you. You don't need to shout.

Lili: Sorry. Having fun?

Sage: I guess so.

Lili: I'm having so much fun! The dancing, the drinks, the snacks.

Sage: Good. Have you seen anyone else?

Lili: I think Josh went home to call Vanessa. Anna and Carter are around here somewhere. Probably still dancing.

Sage: Ok.

Lili: I should get back to the dance floor. I am on fire!

(Lili leaves and Dylan comes back with punch)

Sage: This is good. Wanna take a walk outside?

Dylan: Sure.

(They walk outside)

Sage: This is nice, don't you think?

Dylan: Yeah. Yeah.

Sage: So....

Dylan: I don't know. I can walk you home.

Sage: Actually that would be nice. I'm a little tired.

(They start walking toward Sage's house)

Dylan: Did you have fun?

Sage: I think I did, after you showed up.

Dylan: Glad I brightened your night.

Sage: Me too. So um we could go out this Saturday.

Dylan: Sounds cool. Lunch?

Sage: Yeah.

Dylan:

Sage:

Dylan: Ok.

Sage: Well this is my house. Bye.

Dylan: Bye.

(Sage is heading toward the door.)

Dylan: Wait.

Sage: Yeah.

(Dylan kisses Sage)

Sage: Um, that was something.

Dylan: Sorry. Probably should not have done that.

Sage: It's OK.

Dylan: Good then. Bye.

Sage: Bye.

Dylan: See you Saturday.

Sage: Yup.

(Sage goes inside)