High School Possession Page #3

will plague you no more!

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

Late night, huh?

Apparently those church

kids know how to live it up

on a Friday night.

Hmm.

Well, how'd it go?

Um, fine.

Oh, no. We're not back to that

monosyllabic 14-year-old Lauren,

are we?

I thought it was interesting

and informative. Better?

Was that so hard?

So you ever think about,

you know, going back?

To church?

It's been a long time.

Those youth group kids

convert you last night?

No. I was just wondering.

I don't know.

Church was always more of your dad's thing.

After he died, you seemed to lose interest.

So do you have any plans for today?

Umm, I thought I'd go by the school paper.

You realize it's a Saturday, right?

I just, I want to catch up on my article.

Don't work too hard.

Okay.

[typing]

"Recently I had the opportunity

to attend one of the meetings

of the church youth group

to find out what being

a member of The Chosen

is really all about."

I adjure you,

every unclean spirit,

every satanic power,

in the name of Christ,

to cease your assault

upon the soul he made

- for his own...

- [knocking]

Don't tell me you got nothing

better to do on a Saturday

than to hang out here.

Uh, I'm just working on this article.

Yeah? How'd that go anyway?

- Uh, you mean The Chosen?

- Yes.

You know, it really wasn't that bad.

They actually help people.

You know, it's not gonna

be the same without you.

I mean, NYU, that's... that's...

that's across the country.

Um, I'm gonna actually

finish this up later.

Look, Lauren, I, uh...

I'll see you at Kendall's party.

Okay.

[rock]

I bet you need one of

these after last night.

Did you sit around and

drink orange Kool-Aid

and sing "Jesus Loves Me?"

Um, "Kumbaya," actually.

All right, seriously, how'd it go?

Did something happen?

Are we interrupting

anything? Please say yes.

- We'll talk about it later.

- All right.

Mrs. Brady looking stunning, per usual.

Oh, and they say chivalry is dead.

Well, uh, drink up.

- I don't drink.

- I know. Try it.

- Mmm!

- Virgin mojito.

No-jito.

No-jito.

Well, it's my specialty.

Oh, being a virgin or making no-jitos?

- Ohh!

- Ouch!

It sounded cooler in my head.

Yeah, I bet that happens to you a lot. Huh?

You know, it's my adorable bad boy thing.

It's why you find me totally irresistible.

Or like not at all.

One of these days I'm gonna

stop being so damn charming.

Then where you gonna be?

Hey!

Quality shindig, princess.

So where are the parents this time? Brazil?

Seattle. Two weeks.

Can I please send my mom up there, too?

Absolutely. Mase, I've been

looking for you all night.

Come here, I want you to meet somebody.

All right, would you please

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