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Date Posted: 11:02:25 12/24/06 Sun
Author: ashley (whats up)
Subject: Re: My Degrassi Season 5
In reply to: PrimeraSoprana 's message, "Re: My Degrassi Season 5" on 19:28:48 07/13/05 Wed

>>Okay, this is what I made up to happen after "Eye of
>>the Tiger".
>>
>>"Embrace"
>>
>>{School hallway}
>>~Jimmy, Craig, and Marco enter Degrassi. They
>>notice a lot of guys looking a certain way.~
>>
>>Marco: What's everybody lookin' at?
>>Jimmy: I don't know.
>>Craig: I do. (points) Her right there.
>>
>>~Marco and Jimmy look at where Craig is
>>pointing.~
>>
>>Craig: I can't say I blame 'em. I heard we were
>>getting a new student, but I didn't know we were
>>getting a goddess.
>>Jimmy: Man, did you forget that you're married?
>>Craig: Shut up. We're not married.
>>Marco: Well whatever the case, you're with Ash and I
>>think you should try and stick to being with one girl
>>at a time.
>>Jimmy: Yeah, yo' playa skills ain't all that.
>>
>>~Craig playfully pushes Jimmy. Jimmy laughs a
>>little and so does Marco.~
>>
>>Craig: But it's okay to look. Why don't you give it a
>>try Jimmy?
>>Jimmy: And end up like you were some months back?
>>Don't think so.
>>Craig: You're just lookin'. It's okay to look.
>>Jimmy: (looks at her) Yeah........it's okay to look.
>>
>>
>>{Later in the school hallway}
>>~Jimmy struggles to get a textbook from the top of
>>his locker. The new girl walks to the locker right
>>next to his and opens it. She takes her books out and
>>closes her locker. She notices Jimmy's having a little
>>trouble.
>>
>>NewGirl: (slight Hispanic accent) Do you need help?
>>Jimmy: (grunts)::slightly irritated:: No. I'm
>>perfectly capable of getting a book.
>>NewGirl: (shrugs) Okay. (starts to walk away)
>>
>>~Jimmy continues to struggle with the book. He
>>looks around and realizes she's the only one around to
>>help him.~
>>
>>Jimmy: I guess I could use your help just this one.
>>NewGirl: I thought you'd never ask. (walks back over
>>to him and gets the book) Here you go. (hands it to
>>him) And it's okay.
>>Jimmy: What's okay?
>>NewGirl: To accept help. You shouldn't be ashamed of
>>your handicap.
>>Jimmy: Hey, I ain't handicapped.
>>NewGirl: Really? You coulda fooled me. So what do you
>>call having to get around in a wheelchair?
>>Jimmy:......
>>NewGirl: I'm not tryna offend you, just embrace your
>>situation. (starts to walk away)
>>Jimmy: Do you know where you're going?
>>NewGirl: (turns around) Actually, no. Can you help me?
>>Jimmy: Sure, lemme see your schedule.
>>
>>~She hands him her schedule.~
>>
>>Jimmy: We're goin' to the same class, so follow me.
>>(starts rolling)
>>NewGirl: Okay. (follows)
>>
>>{Mr. Simpson�s class}
>>~Toby is sitting in class. Mr. Simpson starts
>>passing out a worksheet.~
>>
>>Mr. Simpson: Okay class, today you�re going to
>>construct your own chat rooms. These handouts will
>>pretty much help you out, but if you have any
>>questions just ask me. (continues passing out papers)
>>
>>~Mr. Simpson hands Toby his paper and keeps going.
>>Toby looks at the paper and is confused.~
>>
>>Toby: (turns to his right and whispers) JT.
>>JT: What?
>>Toby: Does your paper look as confusing as mine?
>>JT: What are you talking about? (looks at both papers)
>>There�s nothing confusing about any of this.
>>Toby: How can you say that? This paper doesn�t make
>>any sense.
>>JT: No, you�re the one not making sense. Your paper�s
>>fine.
>>
>>~Toby looks at his paper again and still can�t
>>understand it.
>>
>>Toby: (turns to his left and whispers) Emma.
>>Emma: Hmm?
>>Toby: I don�t know why, but I can�t understand a word
>>on this paper.
>>Emma: Let me see. (looks at his paper and then hers)
>>Uh�Toby?
>>Toby: Yeah?
>>Emma: Our papers are exactly the same and I can
>>understand them both. Are you confused by the
>>directions?
>>Toby: I can�t even read the directions. The words are
>>all jumbled up and don�t make sense.
>>Emma: Oh�.how about I walk you through it then?
>>Toby: Sure.
>>
>>{Ms. Kwan�s classroom}
>>~Jimmy and the new girl enter Ms. Kwan�s classroom.
>> Ms. Kwan notices.~
>>
>>Ms. Kwan: Mr. Brooks, you�re late.
>>Jimmy: Well, I found this young lady wandering the
>>halls trying to find her class, so I helped her.
>>Ms. Kwan: Okay, you�re off the hook this time. Make
>>sure there is no next time.
>>Jimmy: Yes ma�am. (goes to his space)
>>Ms. Kwan: Okay class, we have a new student. I�m
>>going to let her introduce herself.
>>NewGirl: Well, my name is Saria[/i] {pronounced
>>Suh-rye-yuh} [i]Morales. I�m originally from
>>Manizales, Colombia. After a few years my family
>>moved to New York in the United States. Some things
>>came up and my sister and I moved here. Now I live in
>>Toronto. (turns toward Ms. Kwan) I�m done.
>>
>>~Paige raises her hand.~
>>
>>Ms. Kwan: You have a question Ms. Michalchuk?
>>Paige: Yes. Um�::messes her name up on purpose::
>>Suh-ree-yuh.
>>Saria: Suh-rye-yuh.
>>Paige: ::doesn�t care:: Yeah. Are you any kin to J.Lo?
>>
>>~Slight giggles.~
>>
>>Saria: She wishes.
>>Class: Oooooh.
>>Ms. Kwan: Okay, I think that�s enough. You can take
>>your seat now Ms. Morales.
>>
>>~Ms. Kwan starts talking while Saria takes her
>>seat. She gives Paige a smug look and turns her
>>attention to Ms. Kwan. Paige rolls her eyes.
>>
>>{The end of class in the hallway}
>>
>>Paige: Can you believe that J.Lo wannabe and how she
>>treated me?
>>Marco: Paige, you weren�t exactly hospitable to begin
>>with.
>>Hazel: You�re just mad because she didn�t answer the
>>way you wanted.
>>Marco: And why do you keep calling her J.Lo?
>>Hazel: She looks nothing like her.
>>Jimmy: Sounds nothing like her.
>>Craig: And her butt�s much bigger.
>>
>>~Everybody looks at him funny~
>>
>>Craig: I didn�t mean to say that out loud.
>>Paige: Anyway, nobody talks to me that way and gets
>>away with it.
>>
>>
>>{Meanwhile}
>>
>>JT: I don�t know what�s wrong with you Tobs. You were
>>acting crazy in media immersion and then you started
>>bugging in English. What�s with you man?
>>Toby: I don�t know. Maybe I need some new glasses or
>>something. Nothing looks right.
>>Liberty: (walks over to them) What�s going on?
>>Toby: Well�
>>JT: Nothing my little cupcake. (leans in and starts
>>kissing her)
>>Toby: Actually, I�m having a little issue.
>>
>>~They continue kissing.~
>>
>>Toby: You know what, I�m just gonna leave you two
>>alone. (walks away)
>>
>>{In Mr. Simpson�s classroom}
>>~Saria walks into the classroom and looks for a
>>seat. She finds one next to Jimmy and sits down.~
>>
>>Saria: We just keep runnin� into each other, huh?
>>Jimmy: I don�t know about runnin�, but we do see each
>>other a lot.
>>Saria: (laughs) You know, fate is funny.
>>Jimmy: How?
>>Saria: Well, I know this girl who kept runnin� into
>>this one guy. Eventually, they became an item. Then
>>they were engaged. Now, they�re married.
>>Jimmy: Oh really? And who would the lucky couple be?
>>Saria: My aunt and uncle. Seventeen years and goin�
>>strong.
>>Jimmy: Congratulations. I thought you were gonna say
>>your parents.
>>Saria: Well, my parents would�ve been married for
>>twenty years, but they�re gone.
>>Jimmy: Oh�I�m sorry.
>>Saria: Don�t worry about it. It�s not your fault.
>>Besides, they wouldn�t want me to be mournin� �em.
>>They�d want me to just live my life. So that�s what
>>I�ve been doin�.
>>Jimmy: Wow.
>>Saria: What?
>>Jimmy: How do you do it? I mean, here we are talkin�
>>about your parents passing and you have the most
>>positive attitude I�ve ever seen.
>>Saria: Well thank you. I try not to feel sorry for
>>myself. Self-pity is�pitiful.
>>
>>~Jimmy doesn�t say anything. He just turns his head
>>away from her so she doesn�t see his face.~
>>
>>Saria: Jimmy?
>>Jimmy: (doesn�t turn around) Yeah?
>>Saria: What�s so interesting over there?
>>Jimmy: (sighs and turns around) Nothing. It�s just
>>I�ve been doing some self-pitying and I felt kinda
>>guilty.
>>Saria: Well, you don�t have to. I wasn�t tryna take a
>>shot at you. I was just talkin�. But you should stop
>>feeling sorry for yourself. That�s not gonna make it
>>any better. (pauses) Have you considered physical
>>therapy?
>>Jimmy: Yeah, but why bother? It�s not gonna work.
>>Saria: You don�t know that.
>>Jimmy: The doctors said�
>>Saria: The doctors aren�t always right. I know we just
>>met and all, but I believe you can do it. If I
>>volunteer to help you, will you do it?
>>Jimmy: Like you said, we just met. (turns the opposite
>>way)
>>Saria: (scoots her chair closer to him so she�s right
>>at his ear) I wanna help you. Don�t you wanna do all
>>the things you used to?
>>Jimmy: What happened to �embrace you situation�?
>>Saria: Well, it doesn�t look like you�re gonna do that
>>any time soon. So what do you think?
>>Jimmy: What do I think? I think I just met you, don�t
>>know who you are, and really don�t wanna find out.
>>
>>~She scoots her chair over and sits back.~
>>
>>{Meanwhile in Ms. Hatzilakos classroom}
>>~Toby�s struggling to read the reading assignment.
>>Liberty notices.~
>>
>>Liberty: Toby, are you okay?
>>Toby: I�m fine, just fine.
>>Liberty: It doesn�t look like you are. Are you having
>>trouble reading?
>>Toby: No, I�m fine. I can read exactly what it says.
>>Liberty: Then what does it say?
>>Toby: The turtle�. Well you have the assignment in
>>front of you, why don�t you read it?
>>
>>{After class outside the classroom}
>>
>>Liberty: Toby wait.
>>Toby: What do you want?
>>Liberty: Toby, what is wrong with you?
>>Toby: Nothing, I�m just having a little trouble
>>reading, that�s all. I need to go see my optometrist
>>about a stronger prescription for my glasses.
>>Liberty: Is it blurry when you read?
>>Toby: No.
>>Liberty: Lemme guess. The words you�re reading don�t
>>make sense. Sometimes you see words that don�t even
>>exist.
>>Toby: Yeeeeah, how�d you know?
>>Liberty: Hello, did you forget I have dyscalculia?
>>Similar symptoms, just with math.
>>Toby: Wait, are you saying you think I have dyslexia?
>>Liberty: It�s possible.
>>Toby: No, I can�t. I�m not dumb.
>>Liberty: Being dyslexic doesn�t mean you�re dumb. You
>>just learn differently. You should get tested and find
>>out. I�ll help you if you want.
>>Toby: Well�.
>>
>>~Liberty gives him a hopeful look.~
>>
>>Toby: Okay.
>>Liberty: Good. I�ll find some information for you.
>>
>>{In the gym}
>>~Saria is shooting hoops. She makes all of them.
>>She misses one and it rolls all the way to the other
>>side of the gym and lands next to Jimmy. He picks it
>>up and rolls over to her.~
>>
>>Jimmy: You play ball?
>>Saria: I play a little of everything.
>>Jimmy: (passes her the ball) Oh.
>>Saria: Thanks. (shoots another basket and makes it)
>>Jimmy: Wow. You�re actually pretty good. Well, at
>>makin� baskets. (chuckles)
>>Saria: Well, at least I�m good at somethin�.
>>Jimmy: I�m sorry about earlier. It�s just that, nobody
>>really talks about it. I just live life from day to
>>day.
>>Saria: You never think of your future?
>>Jimmy: Of course I do, but not of what I could do.
>>Just what I can�t.
>>Saria: Well, I can�t say I�ve been in your position.
>>The closest I came to bein� handicapped was when I
>>sprained my ankle. (pauses) You know, you could do
>>physical therapy. (makes another shot) And if you
>>don�t want to there are many things you can do in a
>>wheelchair.
>>Jimmy: Like what?
>>Saria: I noticed that you were MVP for the basketball
>>team, two years runnin�. You could do Special
>>Olympics. (makes another shot)
>>Jimmy: I�m not retarded.
>>Saria: It�s not just for mentally challenged. It�s for
>>people with disabilities also.
>>Jimmy: I don�t think that�s gonna happen.
>>Saria: Well, you could always do the physical therapy.
>>(makes another shot)
>>Jimmy: (laughs) You�re not gonna let that go, are you?
>>Saria: (smiles and laughs) Depends, are you gonna say
>>yes? (dribbles the ball between her legs and tries to
>>make another shot; Jimmy rolls up to her and takes the
>>ball)
>>Jimmy: I guess so. As long as you go with me.
>>Saria: I might�if you give me back my ball.
>>Jimmy: Only if you say yes.
>>Saria: Okay�yes. The ball?
>>
>>~He passes her the ball. She dribbles and makes
>>another shot.~

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