Save the Last Dance Page #2

The guy by the window

with the blue sweater.

He's in my English class.

He thinks he's so smart and so cute.

- Derek Reynolds?

- Oh, so you know him?

Hell, yes, I know him.

He's my brother.

He's not an a**hole per se...

Forget about it, girl.

It's all right. Don't even sweat it.

- Yo, Derek? Hey, yo.

- Hey, man.

Medicine man. Yes.

What's up, Cap?

I was just asking about you.

I got emotional about you being back.

Sit your punk ass down.

Matter of fact, step your lame ass off.

Man, why we... What is

that piece of... You look good, man.

Where did you steal that from?

Nice jacket.

What's up, man?

How did it go with Mrs Gwynn?

Regular bullshit. "You're smart. "

"Learn from your mistakes. "

"I'm here for you. "

She's here for me, all right.

But are you hanging in?

You feeling strong?

About my first week back

at home sweet high school?

You enlisted, I'm drafted.

"Finish school or finish your sentence. "

Like they both ain't

12 months of long-ass time.

But a year here is better

than another served up in Juvie.

- At least we got chicks in here.

- Yeah, man.

Check you later, man.

Gotta see this honey.

Hey, Sara, come in here

a minute, will you?

You've been working a while in there,

you must be getting hungry.

Swanson Hungry Man Dinners.

They're the best.

Got every style. What do you want,

animal, vegetable or mineral?

I had a big lunch.

All right, well... They're in here

if you change your mind.

Unless your plan

is to starve yourself to death.

I just don't eat when I'm not hungry.

And Mom never let me eat that stuff.

Listen...

I got a gig downtown tonight.

What do you say that...

You haven't heard me play

for a while, what do you say...

Do you want to come with me

and hang out, and maybe eat afterwards?

It's a school night, Roy.

Oh, yes. It's a school night, yes.

I forgot. Well then, I'll just go.

And you can eat or not eat.

And I'll be back when I'm back.

Steps is gonna be

off the hinges Friday night.

I'm-a bust a new move, break in the

new Jordans and bring a little honey.

Why, your hand busy?

If it wasn't for that kind of undue

attitude, you could be the lucky one.

- I could see us right now.

- Yeah, in your dreams.

- Help me, dog! Defend me!

- I got my own problems, Snook.

What problems?

Man, you've got no damn problems.

You're going to college,

then Doctor college. You're the man.

He's tripping off his acceptance

letter from Georgetown.

No, I'm waiting for my letter.

I've been waiting.

Could've been a doctor, too, if it

wasn't for that time I got left back.

"That time?"

What, 5th and 6th grade don't count?

Why do you always try to make me

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