Before I Fall Page #3

We're just gonna go.

Just me and you. Okay.

Oh, my... Okay. Sorry. Oh.

What happened?

Nothing.

I'll see ya later, okay?

Elody's really

embarrassing herself.

Elody's a slut.

Lindsay's a b*tch

and a drama queen.

I'm rich and have ADD.

Baes!

Bae!

Come on.

Oh, get in here, baby!

Patrick, will you go get me something

a little bit stronger than this beer?

What's the magic word?

Blowj*b.

BRB.

Thank you.

Where have you been? I've been

looking everywhere for you.

Have you?

Yes!

Like in Patrick's mouth?

Oops.

What? Oh, she's so shitfaced!

No, you're shitfaced, shitface.

I can't believe high

school's almost over.

Aw.

Well, actually, we did

it right, you know?

Kissed the hottest boys,

went to the sickest parties.

Do you think we'll

remember any of this?

I mean, like two years,

three years from now?

I won't even

remember this tomorrow.

Oh, my God.

What's she doing here?

Up.

Okay.

Hello, sweetie.

Is that your first drink?

You really should take it easy.

You're a b*tch!

Excuse me?

Whoa.

You heard me.

You're a goddamn fetid b*tch

just like your mother.

It's no wonder

Daddy left. Huh?

- You're a b*tch, too.

- What?

You're a drunk.

And you...

You're just pathetic.

You know what?

We'd rather be b*tches

than a psycho.

Yeah, psycho.

Have you noticed

that nobody likes you?

- Yeah, psycho.

- Psycho.

Has anyone at this party...

- Has anyone talked to you?

- I don't think so.

You weren't even invited.

That's 'cause you're a freak.

Go back to the ward.

Go home.

Go home.

Get off me! Get off me!

Who are you?

You're the b*tch!

Psycho!

Psycho!

Get this b*tch on a leash!

Psycho!

You wanna go?

Freak, get out of here!

Go!

Go back to the ward,

you psycho b*tch!

Are you okay?

What the hell

was that about, huh?

I don't know. She just

called us b*tches...

What did she do?

In front of everybody.

So you attack her?

Okay. This is not my fault!

You gang up

and pour beer all over her?

You know what...

Who are you? Come on...

Do not touch me.

You know, your boyfriend's

throwing up in my sink.

So, you wanna take care of that?

Come on. Come on!

That was insane.

I'm sorry about Rob, bae.

Music!

Pacific Northwest, my ass.

I hate this weather.

Do you guys wanna get some food?

I really need carbs.

You sound like my grandmother.

Meh.

Here.

Oh, I like this song.

She called us b*tches.

I guess we are.

What time is it?

Did you see

that look in her eyes?

- I mean, she just snapped.

- Yeah.

She freaked me out.

Sam, you're 20 minutes late!

Let's shake it, sister!

Sammy, you like the bird

I made you?

Mommy says you have to get up.

It's Saturday.

Mommy, Sammy won't get up!

Don't make me come up there.

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