Post by VampSlayer on Aug 18, 2008 17:26:11 GMT -5
Scout the Next Slayer
Welcome Back To Hell
(Starts out with Scout chasing after a demon. She tackles it to the ground but it throws her off him onto the ground and runs away)
SCOUT: Fine, run! (To herself) You’re always in the same crypt, anyway. What kind of demon are you?
NARRATOR: Scout returned home two hours later after some successful vampire slayings.
(Door slamming)
SCOUT: Mom! Dad! I’m – (screams)
Haven High School/Library
(The scream switches to Janie’s scream)
JANIE: There’s a rat in here!
(Xander and Janie at the same time) (Only for the next line)
JANIE: (Screams continuously, small shrieks)
XANDER: See, that, Giles, is the signature danger call of the overdramatic teenage girl.
GILES: Yes, it’s become quite the music to my ears.
JANIE: Are you going to do anything about this?!
XANDER: Well, Jane, is it-
JANIE: Janie.
XANDER: Janie. You’re going through a tough time right now. Boys are starting to like you, you’re not sure what to feel about certain things, you’re going through a lot of changes and sometimes, you theatrical teenage girls tend to… see things.
JANIE: UGH! (You can hear her storming out)
GILES: Xander, there is a rat in here.
XANDER: Oh. (To Janie) Sorry! (To Giles) I enjoy being your assistant, Giles. Stocking books and dealing with over-caffeinated teens with an overdue fine, it really shows a man how much he’s accomplished in life.
GILES: I’m proud to have helped you achieve this… satisfaction.
NARRATOR: Vera walked through the crowded hallway with an armful of books.
VERA: Oof! (You can hear books dropping)
NARRATOR: Scout, who was passing by, bent down to help.
(Hear people’s footsteps and the shuffling of books with a slight chatter in background.)
SCOUT: Here.
VERA: Oh, uh… thanks.
SCOUT: (Doubtfully) You’re welcome?
VERA: I’m sorry, it’s just… usually people don’t help me.
NARRATOR: She glanced at Janie, who was heading down the hallway towards them.
SCOUT: Well, that’s kind of mean.
JANIE: You’re new.
SCOUT: Uh… yeah.
JANIE: I’m Janie. (Janie says arrogantly while interrupting their conversation) (tip: channel Cordelia)
SCOUT: Scout.
VERA: (To Scout) I’m Vera.
JANIE: (Snobbishly) She doesn’t care. (Nicely) Scout, you’re new here so you don’t know much. You have nice hair and a cute outfit… (Snobbishly again) but if you’re going to be helping Vera pick those up, I suggest you put a paper bag over your head. Come on, I’ll introduce you to my friends.
SCOUT: No thanks, Janie. I think I’ll walk with Vera to my next class.
JANIE: (Makes some sound that implies she’s flabbergasted) Why do I bother? (You can hear her walking off)
VERA: You didn’t have to do that! I- I could walk back there, a-and drop my books again, and you could purposely not pick them up… and maybe then Janie will think you’re cool.
SCOUT: I don’t care about being cool. Janie’s obviously not the kind of person I’d want to be friends with. It’s my first day here, I just want someone to sit with at lunch and chat me up – you seem like a chatter type of person.
VERA: Is that a joke?
SCOUT: Well, I’m the chatter type of person.
(Sound of a crowded lunch room)
NARRATOR: Scout and Vera sat down at the lunch table while Vera’s eyes were on a boy at the next table.
SCOUT: So, which teachers should I be scared of? (Pause) Vera?
VERA: What?
SCOUT: Who’s that?
VERA: (Innocently) Who’s who?
SCOUT: Only that boy you’ve been gazing at for the past few minutes?
VERA: Nobody.
SCOUT: Vera. Listen, I know I just met you, but you can’t say that he’s nobody.
VERA: Okay, so he’s somebody. He’s Jerry Kaplan.
SCOUT: He’s cute.
VERA: Maybe…
SCOUT: Ask him out.
VERA: Are you crazy?
SCOUT: You know my sanity has been questioned at times but, no… and why is there something so preposterous about that? You asking him out?
VERA: I’m not popular, Scout. (As if it was common knowledge)
SCOUT: So what? You’re nice.
VERA: You’ve only known me for an hour. I’m shy, I’m clumsy… boys just aren’t attracted to me.
SCOUT: We’ll see about that.
NARRATOR: Xander and Giles walked through Haven’s large cemetery that night.
XANDER: Giles, Giles! There’s one- oh never mind, that’s a rabbit.
GILES: Xander, must you be so… rambunctious?
XANDER: Giles, I’m just trying to be enthusiastic about this patrolling thing. It’s not an often time we do it without a slayer.
GILES: Well, that’s what we’ve been doing for these past couple of months.
XANDER: And this place seems to be just as hopping as the old Sunnydale was – isn’t that supposed to mean something?
GILES: Hellmouth.
XANDER: That’s absurd. I see why you use that word, Giles, it’s fun-
GILES: But it’s not absurd.
XANDER: What? There was Sunnydale, and there’s like, wherever Buffy and the others are right now, where is that?
GILES: Overseas.
XANDER: So yeah, somewhere overseas. And Cleveland, right?
GILES: Chicago.
XANDER: Cleveland!
GILES: Chicago. And… I’ve heard rumors.
XANDER: Rumors? From the Council?
GILES: Yes, they were saying that, well…
XANDER: What?
GILES: They think another one may have formed.
XANDER: Formed?! Do they do that?
GILES: Apparently…
XANDER: And that’s why we’re here, in Haven? They sent you over here, didn’t they?
GILES: I didn’t want to tell you before, I didn’t want to upset you.
XANDER: Giles, I’m used to Hellmouths. I could’ve dealt with the blow.
(You can hear fighting in the background)
GILES: Xander-
XANDER: Giles, that sounds like-
(You can hear the vampire blow to dust)
SCOUT: (Gasps) (To herself) Who are they?!
XANDER: Giles, did you hear that?
GILES: Yes, I’m glad it’s not just my old ears-
XANDER: Who’s there?
NARRATOR: Scout could’ve run, but she chose to duck behind a tree for lack of better judgment.
SCOUT/GILES: (Scream) (When they see each other)
SCOUT: What are you doing here?!
XANDER: You’re the teenager, we should be asking you that.
SCOUT: Well, you’re two potentially suspicious men.
GILES: May I ask… what are you doing here?
SCOUT: What am I doing here? In the graveyard, you mean, at midnight. The truth is, I’m… studying. I just find schoolwork easier around dead guys. So what are you doing here?
(Giles and Xander at the same time)
GILES: Visiting a loved one.
XANDER: Taking a walk.
XANDER: Visiting a loved one while taking a walk.
(You can hear Scout drop her bag, her stakes fall out)
XANDER: Aha! You lie! (He says enthusiastically, child-like)
GILES: Now, Xander, let’s not scare her off.
SCOUT: Oh, these are just-
XANDER: For vampires.
GILES: Xander.
SCOUT: I’m gonna go now…
GILES: I can’t believe the Council hasn’t told me about you…
SCOUT: The Watcher’s Council? I mean… the what?
GILES: You are-
SCOUT: I’m what?
XANDER: She’s a slayer.
(Pause of silence)
XANDER: I mean, that’s what we’re getting at here, right people?
SCOUT: Okay, so I’m a slayer. Can I go now?
GILES: Wait- what’s your name?
SCOUT: I don’t tell my name to strangers in a cemetery at midnight, sorry.
GILES: We’re not strangers. I mean… we have some experience in this department.
SCOUT: I’d like to hear about that seeing as how you can’t really say that you’re slayers yourselves.
GILES: Well, I was a watcher.
XANDER: And then he wasn’t.
GILES: But the Council took me back in.
XANDER: Ish.
SCOUT: (To Xander) And you?
XANDER: Oh, well, I’m not anything special. But my best friend’s a witch and my other best friend’s THE slayer, I mean, THE slayer. Before all of you other slayers. And my girlfriend, she was a demon. And the slayer’s sister, she was a mystical key-
GILES: I think she understands, Xander. (To Scout) I’m sure you’ve just moved here, I haven’t seen you before.
SCOUT: I just moved in with my uncle and cousin. I’m Scout.
GILES: You go to the high school, I’m sure?
SCOUT: Yeah, I’m a sophomore there.
GILES: I’m Mr. Giles, I’m the librarian at the school.
SCOUT: Fancy meeting you here, then, because tomorrow I’ll be stopping by to pick up some textbooks.
XANDER: I’m Xander! His library assistant. Or better known as the son he never had. (Says proudly)
GILES: You’d like to think so, I’m sure… Scout, stop by the library tomorrow before one of your free periods – there’s something important I’d like to show you.
SCOUT: Um, okay. As long as I can get my books then, too. Mrs. Fendel’s been down my throat for not getting “The Joy of Swedish” yet.
GILES: Yes, of course. See you tomorrow then, yes?
SCOUT: Yeah. Have a nice, uh, morning!
(You can hear her jog away)
XANDER: Giles, are you going to pull out the old Vampyr book again?
GILES: No, actually, I had something else in mind…
Scout’s House
(Door opens and is quietly shut)
SCOUT: Made it!
FELIX: (Clears throat)
SCOUT: (surprised) Uncle Felix!
FELIX: Young lady.
SCOUT: I was just…
FELIX: Sneaking back in at a half past twelve in the morning?
SCOUT: Well… yeah. But there’s an explanation for it!
FELIX: Which I would so like to hear!
SCOUT: But I can’t really tell you. (You can hear her walking up the stairs) Goodnight.
FELIX: Scout, I'm letting you know that when you live in this house, you live under my rules. Your father was a pushover, believe me, I know, and I'm aware that you've been through a lot. But I still expect you to behave accordingly, okay, Scout?
SCOUT: Yeah, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.
FELIX: I’m expecting so.
SCOUT: (Opens door to her bedroom) (Shrieks)
ALEXA: What, did I scare you?
SCOUT: Well, when someone’s standing inside my room at 12:30 a.m., I tend to get a little frightened.
ALEXA: Well, when someone’s sneaking in at 12:30 a.m., I tend to get a little suspicious.
SCOUT: Listen kid, I already got the talk from your dad. Can I just go to sleep now?
ALEXA: Don’t call me kid. If I came in at a half past midnight, I wouldn’t get off that easily.
SCOUT: You’re twelve!
ALEXA: And you’re fifteen! Only three years difference!
SCOUT: Yet the mind gap is so much bigger. Goodnight, Alexa!
ALEXA: You’re probably having unprotected sex just like they talk about in school and you’re going to get pregnant and my dad won’t be happy and then he’ll put me in the psych ward because he’ll be scared I’ll turn out just like you!
SCOUT: Stop being so dramatic, I’m not having any type of sex.
ALEXA: That’s what you say now!
(Door slams)
Haven High
(School bell)
SCOUT: Do you know the librarian?
VERA: Mr. Giles? Yeah, he helped me pick out some books for my history project last week.
SCOUT: So does he seem… I don’t know, suspicious?
VERA: What do you mean?
SCOUT: Ah, never mind. You go ahead to lunch. I’ve got some things to do.
VERA: Will you be in study hall?
SCOUT: I don’t think so… see you tomorrow!
VERA: Okay… bye!
NARRATOR: Scout entered the dim library to find no one around.
SCOUT: Hello?
(There is silence)
SCOUT: (Shrieks after Giles pops up out of nowhere) Do librarians do that a lot?!
GILES: I’m sorry to have scared you… I didn’t hear you come in.
SCOUT: Well, I’m here. What is it you wanted to show me so badly? I’m missing lunch for this.
GILES: Would you be terribly frightened if I asked you to get in my car?
SCOUT: Just a bit!
XANDER: He’s harmless. I’ll go with you guys.
SCOUT: Oh, that makes me feel a lot better… listen, I’ll go if you tell me where you’re taking me.
XANDER: Giles, where are we going?
GILES: To Sunnydale.
Outside High School
SCOUT: I hope no one sees us… more importantly me.
XANDER: Why, embarrassed by us?
SCOUT: Slightly… do you want to be the one to explain why a student is going off during lunch with two faculty members? Because I don’t.
XANDER: Good point, let’s hurry up.
(Three car doors slam)
Sunnydale
(Three car doors open)
GILES: Here it is.
XANDER: Holy moly, I haven’t seen this place in while.
SCOUT: You took me to a crater?
XANDER: Not just any crater! Look! A soggy mailbox!
GILES: This is… was Sunnydale. Sunnydale was on a Hellmouth. Five years ago, Buffy and the potentials defeated the First – a powerful force, along with the hundreds of Ubervamps. It ended in victory –
XANDER: Kind of.
GILES: Yes, we did lose some… but we kept the world intact. Except for Sunnydale. As you can see, it was destroyed.
SCOUT: Wow.
GILES: I wanted to show you… what happened. And why you’re a slayer. Buffy was the slayer, but now, all of the potentials, they’re slayers. Because of this.
XANDER: Kind of.
GILES: Yes, it’s very complicated. But do you see how important being a slayer is? If Buffy had neglected her position as the slayer, who knows what would be of us now?
(We hear growling)
XANDER: Scout!
SCOUT: (Screams) What was that?! It bit me!
XANDER: I don’t know, but it’s coming back!
GILES: Scout, there’s a sword under my car seat!
XANDER: You have a sword under your car seat?
(Car door slams)
XANDER: Ah! No, stay back… good… dog? Well, I don’t know what you are but- (yelps)
(We can hear the sword)
(Dog sound whimpering)
SCOUT: There!
XANDER: Nice sword work.
SCOUT: Thanks.
XANDER: Giles, what was that?
GILES: Well, believe it or not, that was a coyote.
XANDER: You mean… it wasn’t something supernatural? That never happens to us… I mean like never…Then why did it come after us like that?
GILES: My guess is that not all of the animals are in their right mind around here… Sunnydale may be gone, but it’s…
XANDER: Vibes are still going strong?
GILES: Well, yes, I suppose that’s what I’m getting at. I guess. It doesn’t make much sense, but it could be true. Or the animal could have just been… hungry.
XANDER: We’re only here two minutes and there’s a mystery stirring.
GILES: (To Scout) Are you okay? Your hand is bleeding.
SCOUT: I’m fine. It didn’t have a chance to really gnaw at me. You don’t have one of those giant band-aids handy, do you?
GILES: No, I’m sorry to say I don’t.
XANDER: You have a sword in your car but not band-aids?
NARRATOR: Scout walked to the edge of the pit, leaning cautiously over it. She could see the rubble of old houses, bricks, and as Xander mentioned, a soggy mailbox. She noticed a drop of blood roll of her finger and watched it fall, for no apparent reason.
SCOUT: Uh, Mr. Giles? Something weird is happening over here.
XANDER: What the-
GILES: Now, that I can’t explain.
XANDER: It’s like a giant ripple…
SCOUT: Forming over the rubble…
GILES: And…
(All three shout as there is a strange sound)
NARRATOR: Xander, Giles, and Scout were thrown back from the edge of the pit as a beam of blue light the width of Sunnydale shot from the crater with a powerful force. The blue light was crowded thick with the limp, torn bodies of hundreds of Ubervamps. Suddenly, beams of red light shot into the air and the bodies were thrown everywhere.
(Pause of silence)
XANDER: It threw up!
SCOUT: Uh, Mr. Giles-
GILES: Oh dear lord.
XANDER: What? What’s ‘oh dear lord’? That’s never good when you go all heavy British accent and with the dear lords. It’s just never good.
GLES: They’re… stirring.
XANDER: Oh no. And they’ve got all their limbs, all of them! And none of them are stabbed or decapitated…
GILES: Oh, but look! There are some slayers over there! They’re alive, too! They all seem… dazed in a way.
XANDER: So what about-
SCOUT: Are these, like, super vamps?
GILES: Yes, and they’re about to come after us once they’re really awake!
SCOUT: But can they be in the sunlight?
GILES: No, they can’t.
SCOUT: Then can the sun come out from behind those clouds?!
GILES: We have to help those girls before the Ubervamps come completely to-
XANDER: But what about-
SCOUT: That one’s come to!
GILES: Oh dear. (To the girls) RUN, GIRLS!
SCOUT: Seems like they’re taking a bit longer-
GILES: Oh no!
SCOUT: We have to help them!
GILES: I’m not sure we should risk running amidst the vampires! It hasn’t seem to notice them yet-
SCOUT: But that one has!
NARRATOR: Before the three had time to react, five Ubervamps grabbed the dazed girls and killed them swiftly. The others did not notice, however, that there was a Bringer among them.
GILES: Oh dear. I thought we could-
SCOUT: Save them a second time? I’m sorry.
GILES: Maybe we should… run. The Ubervamps will combust when the sun comes out.
XANDER: No! We have to find-
SCOUT: Wait, ah, Mr. Giles what are those things?! They have no faces!
GILES: They’re Bringers. But not many of them, about twenty, I’d guess.
SCOUT: Yeah, not many! Wait, they’re… they’re slicing each other.
GILES: Yes, I see that. They’re… killing each other!
SCOUT: They must be ‘not in their right mind’ either.
GILES: Oh, oh. Well, we certainly won’t have to worry about them!
SCOUT: But we’ll have to worry about that! Mr. Giles, watch out!
NARRATOR: An Ubervamp rushed towards Giles, and Scout prayed that the sun would come out. She wasn’t sure if she could slay this vampire with the sword, but, the sword was far from reach anyway.
SCOUT: Come on, sun!
NARRATOR: As the Ubervamp was just feet away from the fleeing Giles, the clouds moved from over the sun and it beat down on them. The Ubervamp stopped and squealed, just as the others began to.
GILES: We better move out of their way, they’re going to combust!
(A loud noise of an explosion is heard)
(Pause of silence)
SCOUT: Well, that takes care of that.
GILES: I suppose we should… head out. It seems our job is done here. We must find out what caused all of this…
SCOUT: Welcome to Sunnydale, me.
XANDER: Wait!
GILES: What is it, Xander? Are you injured?
XANDER: What about Anya?!
GILES: Oh. Dear.
XANDER: Did you just forget about her, Giles?!
SCOUT: Don’t mind me for asking, but who’s Anya?
GILES: I’m sorry, Xander, but she’s obviously… not alive.
XANDER: No! She’s here, somewhere.
GILES: Xander-
XANDER: Giles, I’m not leaving! Not without her! Anya! An!
GILES: I’ll… wait in the car.
(Two car doors slam)
Inside Giles’ Car
SCOUT: Mr. Giles…
GILES: Anya was his girlfriend… well, not at the end. I suppose, they were more… friends? But, she died in the last battle.
SCOUT: That sucks… Mr. Giles, how do we know she isn’t somewhere here?
GILES: Well, there aren’t many trees to hide her, if you know what I mean.
SCOUT: There’s a bush. A large bush, really- Mr. Giles… what is that behind the bush? (to herself) Wait what’s a bush doing out here anyway.
GILES: I don’t see what you’re talking about… no, yes, now I see.
(Two doors slam)
Outside Giles car
GILES: Xander!
XANDER: Giles, where is she?!
GILES: Xander, would you check behind that bush?
XANDER: The lonely one over there? I don’t see anything, Giles! Wait- Anya!
(You can hear Xander running)
XANDER: An, Anya… it’s really you. An! Wake up!
(Pause of silence)
GILES: Xander… is she okay?
XANDER: I don’t know, Giles! An… Anya, please.
ANYA: (Groans weakly) Xander…?
XANDER: An!
GILES: Xander, help her stand up.
XANDER: Anya, I’m going to stand you up, okay?
ANYA: Xander?
XANDER: Yes, Anya, it’s me.
ANYA: No.
XANDER: What?
ANYA: No! Get away from me, you’re not Xander! (says angrily not believing they are real)
(You can hear Xander fall)
XANDER: Ow! Anya, wait-
GILES: Anya, dear.
ANYA: Don’t try to tell me you’re Giles because that’s gotten really old!
SCOUT: Is she always like this?
ANYA: Who are you?! I haven’t seen you before… what are you trying to tell me?! You’re one of his minions, aren’t you?
XANDER: What’s wrong with her, Giles?!
GILES: Xander, I’m sure she’s a little dazed, she’s just woken up from… death.
SCOUT: I have to say I’d be a little less on the sane side, too.
ANYA: Shut up! Just stop talking, all of you! I get it, I get that you’re trying to torture me, but I’ve walked this goddamn maze fifty times!
XANDER: An, Anya, listen to me. I sound like me, right? And I look like me? I’d like to think I haven’t aged much in the past five years…
ANYA: How am I supposed to know that you’re telling me the truth?
XANDER: Look into my eyes and tell me that I’m not me.
SCOUT: Tell me that I’m not me?
ANYA: He’s fond of word jumbles. Hey, me! I made a strangely literal and witty comment!
GILES: Anya, I’m not sure how to explain this to you further- you’ve come back…
XANDER: From the dead.
ANYA: Like Buffy?
XANDER: Not so much. Well, yes. But you didn’t have to dig out of your own grave.
ANYA: This is just a tad of an overload for my brain.
XANDER: But, Anya, you believe us, don’t you?
ANYA: How can I not? I haven’t been this… me in years. Well, if you count years when you’re dead.
GILES: Let’s get you home, if you get some sleep this may be easier for you to comprehend.
XANDER: Giles, she’s been sleeping for five years.
ANYA: No, sleep sounds nice.
GILES: Scout and I will be in the car.
(Pause of silence)
(Two doors slam)
ANYA: Who’s Scout? Ah! Xander…
XANDER: I’ve been needing that hug for five years now.
ANYA: I’ll embrace the moment, then.
XANDER: I love you, Anya.
ANYA: Xander, I’m tired.
SCOUT: And I hoped for an uneventful second day.
(We hear a two doors open and then close and then a car engine starting)
Inside Giles’ Car
GILES: I suppose I will drop you and Scout of at school, Xander and take Anya back to my house to get some sleep.
XANDER: Alright, I guess that’s a good idea. (He said with a slight hint of disappointment)
Giles’ House
GILES: And, uh, this is the spare bedroom.
ANYA: It’s nice.
GILES: I’ll leave you to it, then.
ANYA: Giles, wait!
GILES: Uf!
ANYA: I needed a Giles hug.
GILES: You don’t know how weird this is for me.
ANYA: Don’t I? Giles, I missed you.
GILES: Yes, I missed you too, Anya.
ANYA: I’m going to go sleep now.
GILES: (Laughs) Okay.
(Starts to walk away)
ANYA: Giles? (Says with an uncertain voice, that’s strange for the regular Anya)
GILES: Yes, Anya?
ANYA: What if I wake up… and none of this is real? Giles, what if you’re not here when I wake up?
GILES: I’ll be here, Anya, I promise.
ANYA: Okay. This mattress better not be too firm.
Haven High Library
XANDER: You didn’t miss any classes, did you?
SCOUT: Just my study hall. I’ve got three minutes to spare until Swedish.
XANDER: Since when do schools teach Swedish?
SCOUT: This one, I guess. My uncle wanted me to take it because so I could speak in Swedish with my Grandpa.
XANDER: Fun.
SCOUT: Bunches.
XANDER: Scout… do you have any idea what happened back there?
SCOUT: Well…
XANDER: I hate that word.
SCOUT: In this case it actually might be helpful… are we alone?
XANDER: Except for the rat.
SCOUT: Rat?
XANDER: Uh, yeah… Scout, what do you know?
SCOUT: Well, I’m not sure this has anything to do with it, but…
XANDER: Spit it out, girl!
SCOUT: My hand-
XANDER: Oh, yeah, is it okay?!
SCOUT: Yes, it’s fine, now let me tell my story!
XANDER: Sorry, go on.
SCOUT: As soon as a drop of my blood fell into the pit, it got that weird… wave over it.
XANDER: It’s almost as if your blood-
SCOUT: Brought everything back to life.
XANDER: But only the ones who died in the last battle.
SCOUT: Yeah, none of the bodies from the cemeteries or anything.
XANDER: It’s like you have some kind of weird…
SCOUT: Powers.
XANDER: This is a Giles must-tell!
SCOUT: It only may be essential.
(Bell rings)
SCOUT: See you later, I’m off to learn Swedish… oh joy. (Mumbles last part to herself)
XANDER: Hey Scout… thanks.
SCOUT: For?
XANDER: You brought Anya back. That’s the greatest thing I could’ve asked for. You don’t know how much that means to me. I feel bad that I can’t do something for you.
SCOUT: You could let me go to class.
XANDER: Oh, right. Bye, Scout.
SCOUT: Bye… Xander.
(Door closes)
Scout’s House/After School
(Door opens and Scout sighs as she closes it)
SCOUT: I just want this day to end already!
ALEXA: What were you doing today?
SCOUT: (gasps) Alexa! What are you doing home?
ALEXA: I’m sick. (Fake coughs)
SCOUT: You get out of everything, you little brat.
ALEXA: Well, so do you!
SCOUT: What do you mean?
ALEXA: The office called asking why you weren’t in your study hall.
SCOUT: What? We were allowed to skip our study hall in my old school.
ALEXA: Yeah, well, this is Haven High, let me remind you that it is in the top five percentile of all American schools. They don’t let things slip by them.
SCOUT: Why didn’t Vera tell me?
ALEXA: So, what were you doing during study hall?
SCOUT: Well, I wasn’t having sex if you’re going to accuse me of that.
ALEXA: So what were you doing?
SCOUT: I just skipped study hall! It’s not that big of a deal, Alexa.
ALEXA: Well, if it’s not such a big deal, why don’t I tell my dad?
SCOUT: Alexa…
ALEXA: I know his work number.
SCOUT: Listen, Alexa, I just skipped study hall so I could hang with my friends in the next lunch period, okay? See? Nothing big.
ALEXA: Fine! I won’t tell him… this time. But I have my eye on you.
SCOUT: Oh, I'm so scared… you’re twelve!
(You can hear her walking up the stairs)
ALEXA: (To herself) I’ll find out what’s really going on.
Welcome Back To Hell
(Starts out with Scout chasing after a demon. She tackles it to the ground but it throws her off him onto the ground and runs away)
SCOUT: Fine, run! (To herself) You’re always in the same crypt, anyway. What kind of demon are you?
NARRATOR: Scout returned home two hours later after some successful vampire slayings.
(Door slamming)
SCOUT: Mom! Dad! I’m – (screams)
Haven High School/Library
(The scream switches to Janie’s scream)
JANIE: There’s a rat in here!
(Xander and Janie at the same time) (Only for the next line)
JANIE: (Screams continuously, small shrieks)
XANDER: See, that, Giles, is the signature danger call of the overdramatic teenage girl.
GILES: Yes, it’s become quite the music to my ears.
JANIE: Are you going to do anything about this?!
XANDER: Well, Jane, is it-
JANIE: Janie.
XANDER: Janie. You’re going through a tough time right now. Boys are starting to like you, you’re not sure what to feel about certain things, you’re going through a lot of changes and sometimes, you theatrical teenage girls tend to… see things.
JANIE: UGH! (You can hear her storming out)
GILES: Xander, there is a rat in here.
XANDER: Oh. (To Janie) Sorry! (To Giles) I enjoy being your assistant, Giles. Stocking books and dealing with over-caffeinated teens with an overdue fine, it really shows a man how much he’s accomplished in life.
GILES: I’m proud to have helped you achieve this… satisfaction.
NARRATOR: Vera walked through the crowded hallway with an armful of books.
VERA: Oof! (You can hear books dropping)
NARRATOR: Scout, who was passing by, bent down to help.
(Hear people’s footsteps and the shuffling of books with a slight chatter in background.)
SCOUT: Here.
VERA: Oh, uh… thanks.
SCOUT: (Doubtfully) You’re welcome?
VERA: I’m sorry, it’s just… usually people don’t help me.
NARRATOR: She glanced at Janie, who was heading down the hallway towards them.
SCOUT: Well, that’s kind of mean.
JANIE: You’re new.
SCOUT: Uh… yeah.
JANIE: I’m Janie. (Janie says arrogantly while interrupting their conversation) (tip: channel Cordelia)
SCOUT: Scout.
VERA: (To Scout) I’m Vera.
JANIE: (Snobbishly) She doesn’t care. (Nicely) Scout, you’re new here so you don’t know much. You have nice hair and a cute outfit… (Snobbishly again) but if you’re going to be helping Vera pick those up, I suggest you put a paper bag over your head. Come on, I’ll introduce you to my friends.
SCOUT: No thanks, Janie. I think I’ll walk with Vera to my next class.
JANIE: (Makes some sound that implies she’s flabbergasted) Why do I bother? (You can hear her walking off)
VERA: You didn’t have to do that! I- I could walk back there, a-and drop my books again, and you could purposely not pick them up… and maybe then Janie will think you’re cool.
SCOUT: I don’t care about being cool. Janie’s obviously not the kind of person I’d want to be friends with. It’s my first day here, I just want someone to sit with at lunch and chat me up – you seem like a chatter type of person.
VERA: Is that a joke?
SCOUT: Well, I’m the chatter type of person.
(Sound of a crowded lunch room)
NARRATOR: Scout and Vera sat down at the lunch table while Vera’s eyes were on a boy at the next table.
SCOUT: So, which teachers should I be scared of? (Pause) Vera?
VERA: What?
SCOUT: Who’s that?
VERA: (Innocently) Who’s who?
SCOUT: Only that boy you’ve been gazing at for the past few minutes?
VERA: Nobody.
SCOUT: Vera. Listen, I know I just met you, but you can’t say that he’s nobody.
VERA: Okay, so he’s somebody. He’s Jerry Kaplan.
SCOUT: He’s cute.
VERA: Maybe…
SCOUT: Ask him out.
VERA: Are you crazy?
SCOUT: You know my sanity has been questioned at times but, no… and why is there something so preposterous about that? You asking him out?
VERA: I’m not popular, Scout. (As if it was common knowledge)
SCOUT: So what? You’re nice.
VERA: You’ve only known me for an hour. I’m shy, I’m clumsy… boys just aren’t attracted to me.
SCOUT: We’ll see about that.
NARRATOR: Xander and Giles walked through Haven’s large cemetery that night.
XANDER: Giles, Giles! There’s one- oh never mind, that’s a rabbit.
GILES: Xander, must you be so… rambunctious?
XANDER: Giles, I’m just trying to be enthusiastic about this patrolling thing. It’s not an often time we do it without a slayer.
GILES: Well, that’s what we’ve been doing for these past couple of months.
XANDER: And this place seems to be just as hopping as the old Sunnydale was – isn’t that supposed to mean something?
GILES: Hellmouth.
XANDER: That’s absurd. I see why you use that word, Giles, it’s fun-
GILES: But it’s not absurd.
XANDER: What? There was Sunnydale, and there’s like, wherever Buffy and the others are right now, where is that?
GILES: Overseas.
XANDER: So yeah, somewhere overseas. And Cleveland, right?
GILES: Chicago.
XANDER: Cleveland!
GILES: Chicago. And… I’ve heard rumors.
XANDER: Rumors? From the Council?
GILES: Yes, they were saying that, well…
XANDER: What?
GILES: They think another one may have formed.
XANDER: Formed?! Do they do that?
GILES: Apparently…
XANDER: And that’s why we’re here, in Haven? They sent you over here, didn’t they?
GILES: I didn’t want to tell you before, I didn’t want to upset you.
XANDER: Giles, I’m used to Hellmouths. I could’ve dealt with the blow.
(You can hear fighting in the background)
GILES: Xander-
XANDER: Giles, that sounds like-
(You can hear the vampire blow to dust)
SCOUT: (Gasps) (To herself) Who are they?!
XANDER: Giles, did you hear that?
GILES: Yes, I’m glad it’s not just my old ears-
XANDER: Who’s there?
NARRATOR: Scout could’ve run, but she chose to duck behind a tree for lack of better judgment.
SCOUT/GILES: (Scream) (When they see each other)
SCOUT: What are you doing here?!
XANDER: You’re the teenager, we should be asking you that.
SCOUT: Well, you’re two potentially suspicious men.
GILES: May I ask… what are you doing here?
SCOUT: What am I doing here? In the graveyard, you mean, at midnight. The truth is, I’m… studying. I just find schoolwork easier around dead guys. So what are you doing here?
(Giles and Xander at the same time)
GILES: Visiting a loved one.
XANDER: Taking a walk.
XANDER: Visiting a loved one while taking a walk.
(You can hear Scout drop her bag, her stakes fall out)
XANDER: Aha! You lie! (He says enthusiastically, child-like)
GILES: Now, Xander, let’s not scare her off.
SCOUT: Oh, these are just-
XANDER: For vampires.
GILES: Xander.
SCOUT: I’m gonna go now…
GILES: I can’t believe the Council hasn’t told me about you…
SCOUT: The Watcher’s Council? I mean… the what?
GILES: You are-
SCOUT: I’m what?
XANDER: She’s a slayer.
(Pause of silence)
XANDER: I mean, that’s what we’re getting at here, right people?
SCOUT: Okay, so I’m a slayer. Can I go now?
GILES: Wait- what’s your name?
SCOUT: I don’t tell my name to strangers in a cemetery at midnight, sorry.
GILES: We’re not strangers. I mean… we have some experience in this department.
SCOUT: I’d like to hear about that seeing as how you can’t really say that you’re slayers yourselves.
GILES: Well, I was a watcher.
XANDER: And then he wasn’t.
GILES: But the Council took me back in.
XANDER: Ish.
SCOUT: (To Xander) And you?
XANDER: Oh, well, I’m not anything special. But my best friend’s a witch and my other best friend’s THE slayer, I mean, THE slayer. Before all of you other slayers. And my girlfriend, she was a demon. And the slayer’s sister, she was a mystical key-
GILES: I think she understands, Xander. (To Scout) I’m sure you’ve just moved here, I haven’t seen you before.
SCOUT: I just moved in with my uncle and cousin. I’m Scout.
GILES: You go to the high school, I’m sure?
SCOUT: Yeah, I’m a sophomore there.
GILES: I’m Mr. Giles, I’m the librarian at the school.
SCOUT: Fancy meeting you here, then, because tomorrow I’ll be stopping by to pick up some textbooks.
XANDER: I’m Xander! His library assistant. Or better known as the son he never had. (Says proudly)
GILES: You’d like to think so, I’m sure… Scout, stop by the library tomorrow before one of your free periods – there’s something important I’d like to show you.
SCOUT: Um, okay. As long as I can get my books then, too. Mrs. Fendel’s been down my throat for not getting “The Joy of Swedish” yet.
GILES: Yes, of course. See you tomorrow then, yes?
SCOUT: Yeah. Have a nice, uh, morning!
(You can hear her jog away)
XANDER: Giles, are you going to pull out the old Vampyr book again?
GILES: No, actually, I had something else in mind…
Scout’s House
(Door opens and is quietly shut)
SCOUT: Made it!
FELIX: (Clears throat)
SCOUT: (surprised) Uncle Felix!
FELIX: Young lady.
SCOUT: I was just…
FELIX: Sneaking back in at a half past twelve in the morning?
SCOUT: Well… yeah. But there’s an explanation for it!
FELIX: Which I would so like to hear!
SCOUT: But I can’t really tell you. (You can hear her walking up the stairs) Goodnight.
FELIX: Scout, I'm letting you know that when you live in this house, you live under my rules. Your father was a pushover, believe me, I know, and I'm aware that you've been through a lot. But I still expect you to behave accordingly, okay, Scout?
SCOUT: Yeah, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.
FELIX: I’m expecting so.
SCOUT: (Opens door to her bedroom) (Shrieks)
ALEXA: What, did I scare you?
SCOUT: Well, when someone’s standing inside my room at 12:30 a.m., I tend to get a little frightened.
ALEXA: Well, when someone’s sneaking in at 12:30 a.m., I tend to get a little suspicious.
SCOUT: Listen kid, I already got the talk from your dad. Can I just go to sleep now?
ALEXA: Don’t call me kid. If I came in at a half past midnight, I wouldn’t get off that easily.
SCOUT: You’re twelve!
ALEXA: And you’re fifteen! Only three years difference!
SCOUT: Yet the mind gap is so much bigger. Goodnight, Alexa!
ALEXA: You’re probably having unprotected sex just like they talk about in school and you’re going to get pregnant and my dad won’t be happy and then he’ll put me in the psych ward because he’ll be scared I’ll turn out just like you!
SCOUT: Stop being so dramatic, I’m not having any type of sex.
ALEXA: That’s what you say now!
(Door slams)
Haven High
(School bell)
SCOUT: Do you know the librarian?
VERA: Mr. Giles? Yeah, he helped me pick out some books for my history project last week.
SCOUT: So does he seem… I don’t know, suspicious?
VERA: What do you mean?
SCOUT: Ah, never mind. You go ahead to lunch. I’ve got some things to do.
VERA: Will you be in study hall?
SCOUT: I don’t think so… see you tomorrow!
VERA: Okay… bye!
NARRATOR: Scout entered the dim library to find no one around.
SCOUT: Hello?
(There is silence)
SCOUT: (Shrieks after Giles pops up out of nowhere) Do librarians do that a lot?!
GILES: I’m sorry to have scared you… I didn’t hear you come in.
SCOUT: Well, I’m here. What is it you wanted to show me so badly? I’m missing lunch for this.
GILES: Would you be terribly frightened if I asked you to get in my car?
SCOUT: Just a bit!
XANDER: He’s harmless. I’ll go with you guys.
SCOUT: Oh, that makes me feel a lot better… listen, I’ll go if you tell me where you’re taking me.
XANDER: Giles, where are we going?
GILES: To Sunnydale.
Outside High School
SCOUT: I hope no one sees us… more importantly me.
XANDER: Why, embarrassed by us?
SCOUT: Slightly… do you want to be the one to explain why a student is going off during lunch with two faculty members? Because I don’t.
XANDER: Good point, let’s hurry up.
(Three car doors slam)
Sunnydale
(Three car doors open)
GILES: Here it is.
XANDER: Holy moly, I haven’t seen this place in while.
SCOUT: You took me to a crater?
XANDER: Not just any crater! Look! A soggy mailbox!
GILES: This is… was Sunnydale. Sunnydale was on a Hellmouth. Five years ago, Buffy and the potentials defeated the First – a powerful force, along with the hundreds of Ubervamps. It ended in victory –
XANDER: Kind of.
GILES: Yes, we did lose some… but we kept the world intact. Except for Sunnydale. As you can see, it was destroyed.
SCOUT: Wow.
GILES: I wanted to show you… what happened. And why you’re a slayer. Buffy was the slayer, but now, all of the potentials, they’re slayers. Because of this.
XANDER: Kind of.
GILES: Yes, it’s very complicated. But do you see how important being a slayer is? If Buffy had neglected her position as the slayer, who knows what would be of us now?
(We hear growling)
XANDER: Scout!
SCOUT: (Screams) What was that?! It bit me!
XANDER: I don’t know, but it’s coming back!
GILES: Scout, there’s a sword under my car seat!
XANDER: You have a sword under your car seat?
(Car door slams)
XANDER: Ah! No, stay back… good… dog? Well, I don’t know what you are but- (yelps)
(We can hear the sword)
(Dog sound whimpering)
SCOUT: There!
XANDER: Nice sword work.
SCOUT: Thanks.
XANDER: Giles, what was that?
GILES: Well, believe it or not, that was a coyote.
XANDER: You mean… it wasn’t something supernatural? That never happens to us… I mean like never…Then why did it come after us like that?
GILES: My guess is that not all of the animals are in their right mind around here… Sunnydale may be gone, but it’s…
XANDER: Vibes are still going strong?
GILES: Well, yes, I suppose that’s what I’m getting at. I guess. It doesn’t make much sense, but it could be true. Or the animal could have just been… hungry.
XANDER: We’re only here two minutes and there’s a mystery stirring.
GILES: (To Scout) Are you okay? Your hand is bleeding.
SCOUT: I’m fine. It didn’t have a chance to really gnaw at me. You don’t have one of those giant band-aids handy, do you?
GILES: No, I’m sorry to say I don’t.
XANDER: You have a sword in your car but not band-aids?
NARRATOR: Scout walked to the edge of the pit, leaning cautiously over it. She could see the rubble of old houses, bricks, and as Xander mentioned, a soggy mailbox. She noticed a drop of blood roll of her finger and watched it fall, for no apparent reason.
SCOUT: Uh, Mr. Giles? Something weird is happening over here.
XANDER: What the-
GILES: Now, that I can’t explain.
XANDER: It’s like a giant ripple…
SCOUT: Forming over the rubble…
GILES: And…
(All three shout as there is a strange sound)
NARRATOR: Xander, Giles, and Scout were thrown back from the edge of the pit as a beam of blue light the width of Sunnydale shot from the crater with a powerful force. The blue light was crowded thick with the limp, torn bodies of hundreds of Ubervamps. Suddenly, beams of red light shot into the air and the bodies were thrown everywhere.
(Pause of silence)
XANDER: It threw up!
SCOUT: Uh, Mr. Giles-
GILES: Oh dear lord.
XANDER: What? What’s ‘oh dear lord’? That’s never good when you go all heavy British accent and with the dear lords. It’s just never good.
GLES: They’re… stirring.
XANDER: Oh no. And they’ve got all their limbs, all of them! And none of them are stabbed or decapitated…
GILES: Oh, but look! There are some slayers over there! They’re alive, too! They all seem… dazed in a way.
XANDER: So what about-
SCOUT: Are these, like, super vamps?
GILES: Yes, and they’re about to come after us once they’re really awake!
SCOUT: But can they be in the sunlight?
GILES: No, they can’t.
SCOUT: Then can the sun come out from behind those clouds?!
GILES: We have to help those girls before the Ubervamps come completely to-
XANDER: But what about-
SCOUT: That one’s come to!
GILES: Oh dear. (To the girls) RUN, GIRLS!
SCOUT: Seems like they’re taking a bit longer-
GILES: Oh no!
SCOUT: We have to help them!
GILES: I’m not sure we should risk running amidst the vampires! It hasn’t seem to notice them yet-
SCOUT: But that one has!
NARRATOR: Before the three had time to react, five Ubervamps grabbed the dazed girls and killed them swiftly. The others did not notice, however, that there was a Bringer among them.
GILES: Oh dear. I thought we could-
SCOUT: Save them a second time? I’m sorry.
GILES: Maybe we should… run. The Ubervamps will combust when the sun comes out.
XANDER: No! We have to find-
SCOUT: Wait, ah, Mr. Giles what are those things?! They have no faces!
GILES: They’re Bringers. But not many of them, about twenty, I’d guess.
SCOUT: Yeah, not many! Wait, they’re… they’re slicing each other.
GILES: Yes, I see that. They’re… killing each other!
SCOUT: They must be ‘not in their right mind’ either.
GILES: Oh, oh. Well, we certainly won’t have to worry about them!
SCOUT: But we’ll have to worry about that! Mr. Giles, watch out!
NARRATOR: An Ubervamp rushed towards Giles, and Scout prayed that the sun would come out. She wasn’t sure if she could slay this vampire with the sword, but, the sword was far from reach anyway.
SCOUT: Come on, sun!
NARRATOR: As the Ubervamp was just feet away from the fleeing Giles, the clouds moved from over the sun and it beat down on them. The Ubervamp stopped and squealed, just as the others began to.
GILES: We better move out of their way, they’re going to combust!
(A loud noise of an explosion is heard)
(Pause of silence)
SCOUT: Well, that takes care of that.
GILES: I suppose we should… head out. It seems our job is done here. We must find out what caused all of this…
SCOUT: Welcome to Sunnydale, me.
XANDER: Wait!
GILES: What is it, Xander? Are you injured?
XANDER: What about Anya?!
GILES: Oh. Dear.
XANDER: Did you just forget about her, Giles?!
SCOUT: Don’t mind me for asking, but who’s Anya?
GILES: I’m sorry, Xander, but she’s obviously… not alive.
XANDER: No! She’s here, somewhere.
GILES: Xander-
XANDER: Giles, I’m not leaving! Not without her! Anya! An!
GILES: I’ll… wait in the car.
(Two car doors slam)
Inside Giles’ Car
SCOUT: Mr. Giles…
GILES: Anya was his girlfriend… well, not at the end. I suppose, they were more… friends? But, she died in the last battle.
SCOUT: That sucks… Mr. Giles, how do we know she isn’t somewhere here?
GILES: Well, there aren’t many trees to hide her, if you know what I mean.
SCOUT: There’s a bush. A large bush, really- Mr. Giles… what is that behind the bush? (to herself) Wait what’s a bush doing out here anyway.
GILES: I don’t see what you’re talking about… no, yes, now I see.
(Two doors slam)
Outside Giles car
GILES: Xander!
XANDER: Giles, where is she?!
GILES: Xander, would you check behind that bush?
XANDER: The lonely one over there? I don’t see anything, Giles! Wait- Anya!
(You can hear Xander running)
XANDER: An, Anya… it’s really you. An! Wake up!
(Pause of silence)
GILES: Xander… is she okay?
XANDER: I don’t know, Giles! An… Anya, please.
ANYA: (Groans weakly) Xander…?
XANDER: An!
GILES: Xander, help her stand up.
XANDER: Anya, I’m going to stand you up, okay?
ANYA: Xander?
XANDER: Yes, Anya, it’s me.
ANYA: No.
XANDER: What?
ANYA: No! Get away from me, you’re not Xander! (says angrily not believing they are real)
(You can hear Xander fall)
XANDER: Ow! Anya, wait-
GILES: Anya, dear.
ANYA: Don’t try to tell me you’re Giles because that’s gotten really old!
SCOUT: Is she always like this?
ANYA: Who are you?! I haven’t seen you before… what are you trying to tell me?! You’re one of his minions, aren’t you?
XANDER: What’s wrong with her, Giles?!
GILES: Xander, I’m sure she’s a little dazed, she’s just woken up from… death.
SCOUT: I have to say I’d be a little less on the sane side, too.
ANYA: Shut up! Just stop talking, all of you! I get it, I get that you’re trying to torture me, but I’ve walked this goddamn maze fifty times!
XANDER: An, Anya, listen to me. I sound like me, right? And I look like me? I’d like to think I haven’t aged much in the past five years…
ANYA: How am I supposed to know that you’re telling me the truth?
XANDER: Look into my eyes and tell me that I’m not me.
SCOUT: Tell me that I’m not me?
ANYA: He’s fond of word jumbles. Hey, me! I made a strangely literal and witty comment!
GILES: Anya, I’m not sure how to explain this to you further- you’ve come back…
XANDER: From the dead.
ANYA: Like Buffy?
XANDER: Not so much. Well, yes. But you didn’t have to dig out of your own grave.
ANYA: This is just a tad of an overload for my brain.
XANDER: But, Anya, you believe us, don’t you?
ANYA: How can I not? I haven’t been this… me in years. Well, if you count years when you’re dead.
GILES: Let’s get you home, if you get some sleep this may be easier for you to comprehend.
XANDER: Giles, she’s been sleeping for five years.
ANYA: No, sleep sounds nice.
GILES: Scout and I will be in the car.
(Pause of silence)
(Two doors slam)
ANYA: Who’s Scout? Ah! Xander…
XANDER: I’ve been needing that hug for five years now.
ANYA: I’ll embrace the moment, then.
XANDER: I love you, Anya.
ANYA: Xander, I’m tired.
SCOUT: And I hoped for an uneventful second day.
(We hear a two doors open and then close and then a car engine starting)
Inside Giles’ Car
GILES: I suppose I will drop you and Scout of at school, Xander and take Anya back to my house to get some sleep.
XANDER: Alright, I guess that’s a good idea. (He said with a slight hint of disappointment)
Giles’ House
GILES: And, uh, this is the spare bedroom.
ANYA: It’s nice.
GILES: I’ll leave you to it, then.
ANYA: Giles, wait!
GILES: Uf!
ANYA: I needed a Giles hug.
GILES: You don’t know how weird this is for me.
ANYA: Don’t I? Giles, I missed you.
GILES: Yes, I missed you too, Anya.
ANYA: I’m going to go sleep now.
GILES: (Laughs) Okay.
(Starts to walk away)
ANYA: Giles? (Says with an uncertain voice, that’s strange for the regular Anya)
GILES: Yes, Anya?
ANYA: What if I wake up… and none of this is real? Giles, what if you’re not here when I wake up?
GILES: I’ll be here, Anya, I promise.
ANYA: Okay. This mattress better not be too firm.
Haven High Library
XANDER: You didn’t miss any classes, did you?
SCOUT: Just my study hall. I’ve got three minutes to spare until Swedish.
XANDER: Since when do schools teach Swedish?
SCOUT: This one, I guess. My uncle wanted me to take it because so I could speak in Swedish with my Grandpa.
XANDER: Fun.
SCOUT: Bunches.
XANDER: Scout… do you have any idea what happened back there?
SCOUT: Well…
XANDER: I hate that word.
SCOUT: In this case it actually might be helpful… are we alone?
XANDER: Except for the rat.
SCOUT: Rat?
XANDER: Uh, yeah… Scout, what do you know?
SCOUT: Well, I’m not sure this has anything to do with it, but…
XANDER: Spit it out, girl!
SCOUT: My hand-
XANDER: Oh, yeah, is it okay?!
SCOUT: Yes, it’s fine, now let me tell my story!
XANDER: Sorry, go on.
SCOUT: As soon as a drop of my blood fell into the pit, it got that weird… wave over it.
XANDER: It’s almost as if your blood-
SCOUT: Brought everything back to life.
XANDER: But only the ones who died in the last battle.
SCOUT: Yeah, none of the bodies from the cemeteries or anything.
XANDER: It’s like you have some kind of weird…
SCOUT: Powers.
XANDER: This is a Giles must-tell!
SCOUT: It only may be essential.
(Bell rings)
SCOUT: See you later, I’m off to learn Swedish… oh joy. (Mumbles last part to herself)
XANDER: Hey Scout… thanks.
SCOUT: For?
XANDER: You brought Anya back. That’s the greatest thing I could’ve asked for. You don’t know how much that means to me. I feel bad that I can’t do something for you.
SCOUT: You could let me go to class.
XANDER: Oh, right. Bye, Scout.
SCOUT: Bye… Xander.
(Door closes)
Scout’s House/After School
(Door opens and Scout sighs as she closes it)
SCOUT: I just want this day to end already!
ALEXA: What were you doing today?
SCOUT: (gasps) Alexa! What are you doing home?
ALEXA: I’m sick. (Fake coughs)
SCOUT: You get out of everything, you little brat.
ALEXA: Well, so do you!
SCOUT: What do you mean?
ALEXA: The office called asking why you weren’t in your study hall.
SCOUT: What? We were allowed to skip our study hall in my old school.
ALEXA: Yeah, well, this is Haven High, let me remind you that it is in the top five percentile of all American schools. They don’t let things slip by them.
SCOUT: Why didn’t Vera tell me?
ALEXA: So, what were you doing during study hall?
SCOUT: Well, I wasn’t having sex if you’re going to accuse me of that.
ALEXA: So what were you doing?
SCOUT: I just skipped study hall! It’s not that big of a deal, Alexa.
ALEXA: Well, if it’s not such a big deal, why don’t I tell my dad?
SCOUT: Alexa…
ALEXA: I know his work number.
SCOUT: Listen, Alexa, I just skipped study hall so I could hang with my friends in the next lunch period, okay? See? Nothing big.
ALEXA: Fine! I won’t tell him… this time. But I have my eye on you.
SCOUT: Oh, I'm so scared… you’re twelve!
(You can hear her walking up the stairs)
ALEXA: (To herself) I’ll find out what’s really going on.