We the Party Page #7

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and there's no car.

- What if I move back in with Mom?

- No.

No more ping-ponging

back and forth

between me and Mom to see

who you get a better deal from.

You're with me until you graduate.

- Anything else?

- No.

You still need me to get your D.J.

equipment over to Chowder's?

No.

All right, I'll see you after the party.

Boom, boom, boom.

Bring that energy. Bring that energy.

Yes, yes.

That's right, girls. Hit it.

Huh.

Looks like your senior class project's

gonna be the bomb.

I hope so.

Point those toes, girls.

Hey, Megan, I like that little extra

"I got it going on" attitude

you're doing, girl.

Thanks, Dr. Sutton.

Keep that energy up.

Let's take a walk.

Five, six, seven, eight.

If they ain't offering no full scholarship,

I'm not interested.

Okay, all right.

All right, bye.

- Hey.

- What up?

It's the list of locations for the shoot.

Read it to me.

Sunday morning, 9 A.M.

At the 14th Street Mission

near the Bowery.

Skid Row?

What, I'm interviewing bums?

Homeless people.

Sponsors ain't gonna want their new star

interviewing no homeless people.

You ain't got no sponsors, dawg.

Okay, but I will. Watch.

- Reggie...

- What?

- Please.

- Yo, Reggie,

I'll trade you this PB&J and these chips

for one of your healthy-ass sandwiches.

Hey, why you trying to play me?

You know I'm allergic to that nasty sh*t.

You can't cancel on me now.

Okay, look, if I'm going to be on TV,

and interviewing people,

I gotta be like them cats on ESPN.

I know you seen it.

They got the nice suit.

The A.C. studio,

our own little coffee mug.

That's top notch. I want that.

And plus, I got practice on Sunday,

so I'm sorry.

So am I.

Hey. You know we ain't

got no practice, right?

Dawg, I know that,

but you like her,

so I was trying to stay cool with her

till I drop Michelle, all right?

Dr. Sutton?

Oh. I thought you were your dad.

That's kinda scary.

Um, I think he said he'll be back soon.

Just give him a couple minutes more.

You can wait here.

It's cool with me.

Hendrix Sutton,

get your ass down here, boy.

- Shut up, Reggie.

- Oh, sh*t.

Oh, my God.

Hard, huh?

Your day was kind of hard?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

No, I'm not.

Reggie's such an a**hole.

He bailed on me. This is the one class

that could ruin my GPA,

and if your dad doesn't

give me a break, I'm screwed.

Hi, Daddy.

You home?

No, I'll be there soon.

You Okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Michelle's still going

to walk you, right?

Yeah, she is.

Okay, bye.

- Michelle, where are you?

- At the mall.

With Reggie?

Did he tell you?

What? Oh, my God.

I totally forgot.

I'm so sorry.

But my dad is expecting us

to walk home together.

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