[center][hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/wZbxRVr.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/X54gN5z.gif[/img][hr][/center] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yx4f6ipvuGw][i]Opening Credits[/i][/url] [b]FADE IN:[/b] EXT. UPPER CLASS SUBURBAN HOUSING KNOWN AS 'THE PLANTATION' TO SOME, COMPLETE WITH RARE GREEN LAWN, PAINTED A JUST DREADFUL OLIVE GREEN THAT MORE RESEMBLES VOMIT THAN ANYTHING HOMEY - DAY Three figures unload a truck filled with lawn care equipment. First a standing lawnmower followed by a leaf blower and eventually a weed whacker. As the lawnmower starts up, its blades sending a sharp din through the otherwise idyllic neighborhood. So loud it wakes the neighbors, but worse it wakes the owners of the Plantation. [B]MATCH CUT:[/B] THE HARD ZOOM OF THE GREEN GRASS MATCHES TO ARM HAIR. [b]PAN OUT:[/B] INT. A MASTER BEDROOM DEVOID OF ANY PERSONALITY SAVE FOR THE AMERICAN FLAG HANGING OVER THE BED. IT'S A 1950S FAMILY'S WET DREAM AS THE HUSBAND AND WIFE IN THE BED SLEEP BACK-TO-BACK THOUGH THERE IS A THIN SPACE BETWEEN THEM. TOUCHING IS FOR INTIMACY AND INTIMACY IS FOR PROCREATION. - DAY The owner of the arm hair stirs awake, the noise of the lawnmower causing him to grumble some unflattering words about the ethnicity of the lawncare people as he rubs his hand over his face, opening his eyes as his hand drifts past them. The man is RICHARD RIGBY, a [url=https://i.imgur.com/Ky2DLYK.jpg]man approaching the middle half of fifty[/url] though doing his best to appear no older than forty to varying degrees of success. Richard seems a normal middle aged man, though next to the alarm clock on his nightstand (the time displayed being 7:45) there is a framed picture not of him on his wedding day but of him shaking hands with Forty Five. Both of their smiles seem artificial, but such is the smile of a politician. Next to him is a younger woman by about twelve years though the years are catching up with her. She wakes thanks to the motion next to her, brown eyes blinking only once. The woman is MEGAN RIGBY, [url=https://i.imgur.com/POv6i98.jpg]blonde and only looking slightly less artificial without makeup[/url]. Plenty of people have sat on her face but not in the fun way; the way one sits on the face of real estate agents at bus stops. Plenty more people have plastered her face white. As in graffiti, with white spray paint. She is particularly annoyed by the ones that paint private parts near her smiling teeth. Such is the risk when you're a local news anchor and are not shy about your opinions on air. RICHARD reaches for his eyeglasses as he shuffles to a seated position. [center]RICHARD I thought you told them nine-a-clock. MEGAN I told them niente. RICHARD Niente? What's a niente? MEGAN It means nine in their language. RICHARD It does? Since when do you speak El Espanol? MEGAN I don't. Everly told me. RICHARD Everly is taking Spanish? MEGAN Apparently RICHARD What time did she come home last night? MEGAN After two RICHARD (Sighing) What could anyone her age possibly be doing so late?[/center] [B]SMASH CUT:[/b] EXT. AN ABANDONED HOUSE. A SMALL BONFIRE INSIDE A TRASH CAN BURNS AS [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_coOgXQ6ME]MUSIC PLAYS TO A SMALL CROWD[/URL] - NIGHT There are skateboarders using the empty pool as their playground. No one is going to be in the next X-Games or Tony Hawk game but it doesn't matter. They're young, dumb, and full of cumulative cuts and bruises from the numerous bails and fails in their lives. Beer bottles and soda cans clink and clap together with indecipherable conversations going on in every direction. A lively, if little, get together of ne'er-do-wells. [B]SLOW PAN UP:[/B] A GIRL OF MEDIUM HEIGHT STANDS AT THE LIP OF THE EMPTY POOL. HER SHOES, CONVERSE. IN HER HANDS IS A SKATEBOARD, ITS DECK A [url=https://i.imgur.com/7PmQ93T.jpg]'LORD NERMAL'[/url] HER JEANS, BLACK. HER SHIRT, AN [URL=https://i.imgur.com/9Kw2xla.jpg]OLD FADED T-SHIRT GIVEN BY HER PARENTS YEARS AGO FOR HER BIRTHDAY[/URL] INSTEAD OF A SKATEBOARD. HER HAT, A PURPLE CAP PULLED BACKWARDS. HER LIPS, PUCKERED IN A TIGHT PURSING POUT. [center]GIRL Twenty bucks says I frontside air[/center] The girl calls to no one in particular, though her eyes are drawn to someone who looks incredibly unsure. Sitting alone on a chair, a barely-touched can of soda in her hands, the young girl seems to be wondering why she even came. She looks no older than fifteen with doe-like brown eyes and slightly curly black hair. [B]CLOSE-UP:[/B] THE SKATER GIRL'S LIPS AS THEY CURL TO A SMIRK The girl on the lip of the pool drops in and rolls up the other side, spinning once before landing and rolling through to the other side where she kisses the lip of the pool and on her third trip levels out and smoothly plants herself in the chair next to the unsure, coke drinking girl. [center]GIRL Sup. COKE CAN GIRL (Softly) Hi GIRL I'm Everly but you can call me anytime[/center] EVERLY RIGBY smiles like she said the smoothest line possible, totally uncaring at how unsmooth it actually was. [url=https://i.imgur.com/ZcjwUL9.jpg]Everly carries herself with enough confidence[/url] that it begs the question on if she feels shame or cringe or anything other than, well, confidence. [center]COKE CAN GIRL I know who...you are EVERLY Then the least you can do is make us even because I'd very much like to know you. COKE CAN GIRL My brother mows your lawn EVERLY Then tell your brother that I apologize for my parents. But this isn't about them. This is about us. COKE CAN GIRL Us? EVERLY Yes. You. Me. You and me. Us. You still haven't told me your name. COKE CAN GIRL I'm not- EVERLY Interested? Fair enough. But we can be friends, right? You look so miserable and I hate to see a wallflower. COKE CAN GIRL I didn't say- EVERLY Sshhh. (She puts her index finger close to COKE CAN GIRL's lips) You don't have to say anything. I get it. Just do me a favor and watch this.[/center] EVERLY stands and steps onto her skateboard. With her eyes remaining on COKE CAN GIRL, EVERLY does some basic and easy street tricks. Manuals. A kickflip. Nothing groundbreaking but for people that age? Damn impressive. [center]EVERLY Impressive, right? Check this out.[/center] EVERLY does something incredibly stupid and tries to do a handstand on her board. To her credit she manages to stand for an impressive two seconds before her hands and board wobble and she tumbles forward. She lands on her ass and tumbles through, her head coming to rest just above the knees of COKE CAN GIRL. EVERLY winks up at COKE CAN GIRL. [center]EVERLY I think I've fallen for you. (Winking)[/center] [b][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAMLx86QeAU]MONTAGE:[/URL][/B] EVERLY and COKE CAN GIRL enjoying the get-together. EVERLY holds COKE CAN GIRL's hand as the latter attempts to balance on a skateboard. She falls and EVERLY laughs and helps her get back up. They share the can of coke. They throw sticks into the trashcan fire and leap back as a fireball pops up. COKE CAN GIRL cheers as EVERLY hits a frontside air. EVERLY throws a corn chip in the air. Neither her nor COKE CAN GIRL manage to catch it in their mouths. Both laugh. COKE CAN GIRL manages to stand on the board by herself and travel a short distance. EVERLY cheers. COKE CAN GIRL throws a corn chip. It falls to the ground as EVERLY instead kisses COKE CAN GIRL. The two continue to kiss. [B]FADE OUT. CROSS FADE:[/b] INT. A BEDROOM INSIDE THE PLANTATION. THE WALLS HAVE POSTERS OF COMIC BOOK CHARACTERS, PARTICULARLY KATE BISHOP AND SPIDER-GWEN. CLOTHES ON THE FLOOR. A RUSSIAN-BLUE CAT IS CURLED IN A BED NEXT TO THE PEOPLE-BED. ON THE SHELVES IN THE ROOM ARE TROPHIES FOR DEBATE TEAM AND A PICTURE OF EVERLY GIVING THE 'HORNS' FINGERS WITH A PERSON IN DEADPOOL COSPLAY AT A CONVENTION, NEXT TO A PICTURE OF HER WITH A POLITICIAN WHERE SHE IS CONSDIERABLY LESS ENTHUSED. - DAY EVERLY wakes as a knock is at her door, the voice on the otherside belongs to that of her mother informing her that it's time to wake up. The covers in the bed slide back and EVERLY, like her father, runs her hand down her face to wake up. [center]EVERLY Morning, Frito[/center] She talks to the cat near her bed who responds only by breathing, still soundly asleep. [center]EVERLY Lucky[/center] EVERLY sits at the edge of her bed and grabs her phone. Her home screen is of Kate Bishop nocking an arrow. Her thumbs quickly send a series of messages to a contact known only as 'POOH'S FRIEND'. Whoever that is clearly knows who they are and why she refers to him as such. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/gYmwEzB.gif[/img][/center] Another knock at her door has EVERLY rolling her eyes. The voice belongs to her father. [center]RICHARD (V.O.) Everly, what time did you get in last night? EVERLY Dad can you come back later I'm naked in here RICHARD (V.O.) Don't be disgusting, Everly. EVERLY I'm not, disgusting would be telling you that I had sex last night. RICHARD (V.O.) EVERLY! I SWEAR TO GOD EVERLY (Laughing) Relax, parental, I'm only fucking with you. RICHARD (V.O.) EVERLY! LANGUAGE! EVERLY Is it just me or do you sound more upset that I said fuck than when I said that I fucked someone? RICHARD (V.O.) GET YOUR BUTT TO THE KITCHEN TABLE AY-ES-AY-PE[/center] [b]CUT TO:[/B] INT. A MODEST KITCHEN TABLE WITH BREAKFAST READY. AS RICHARD HAS COFFEE AND EGGS IN FRONT OF HIM, EVERLY HAS A BOWL OF CINNAMON TOAST CRUNCH MIXED WITH LUCKY CHARMS MARSHMALLOWS. CINNAMON TOAST MARSHMALLOWS. - DAY RICHARD scowls at his daughter while MEGAN silently butters toast and not-so-silently bites the crisped bread. There's otherwise silence at the table, save the distant sound of lawn equipment waking up the rest of the neighborhood with its ungodly presence. EVERLY clinks the spoon at the rim of the bowl as she scoops a bite and slurps the milk from the spoon after her bite. Another silent breakfast at the Rigby household. [center]RICHARD Your mother says you didn't get in until after two? EVERLY Well if tv's own Megan Rigby says it, it must be true. RICHARD Don't be a smart mouth, Everly. EVERLY Should I be a dumbass instead? [/center] MEGAN drops her butter knife and RICHARD scowls at his daughter's audacity. EVERLY smirks and scoop up more cereal. The sugar high is the only high she's getting cooped up in this house. [center]RICHARD Everly... EVERLY It was a legitimate question. RICHARD When I moved this family to this...ungodly state, I did it for a purpose... EVERLY (Under her breath) Fool's errand RICHARD (Continued)...and I knew there would be bad influences but I didn't think you would succumb so willingly. What happened to my little girl? You remember the Debutante's Ball? EVERLY You mean the one where Travis Bickleman grabbed my ass during the dance because he 'accidentally missed my hips'? How could I forget? MEGAN Everly... EVERLY What? He did. Travis Bickleman is an ass-grabber. If he wants to be President he's gonna have to learn to grab 'em in the front, though.[/center] More silverware clatters to the table as Everly adopts the widest of shit-eating grins while her parents are clearly annoyed, aggravated, angered, and unamused. The fact that no one is yelling, though, makes it one of the more successful breakfasts in the Rigby home. Everly finishes her cereal and slides her chair back, scraping along the floor. [center]RICHARD We are not finished EVERLY I'm going to be late for school. MEGAN I'll take you. EVERLY You don't have to. No one's mom takes them to school after the age of thirteen. RICHARD Everly...we are not finished. EVERLY I know, dad. We never are.[/center] EVERLY begins to make her way out of the kitchen but pauses, sighs, and returns to the table, stepping over to her dad's side and kissing him once on the forehead. [center]EVERLY I'm sorry, dad. I'm...adapting. I'll do better.[/center] EVERLY knows she is lying. Her parents know she is lying. But they all want to believe otherwise all the same. RICHARD pats his daughter on the hand and wishes her a good first day. EVERLY leaves the kitchen and after a moment RICHARD sighs. [center]MEGAN She does love you, you know. RICHARD I don't need her love, I need her respect MEGAN You should settle for love.[/center] [b]CUT TO: [URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-jzuHhVfnc]MONTAGE[/url][/b] EVERLY STEPS OUTSIDE THE PLANTATION, BACKPACK AROUND HER BACK AND SKATEBOARD IN HAND. SHE SKATES DOWN THE SIDEWALK BUT NOT BEFORE GIVING ONE OF THE GARDENER'S A HIGH FIVE. HE WILL NEVER KNOW THE REASON WHY. EVERLY skates and skitches her way down various streetwalks and sidepaths, weaving around pedestrians, making vehicles upset, zipping past a bus stop where kids are waiting for the school bus to their elementary woes. She stops along the way to grab a donut from Dunkin - via drive thru - which annoys everyone other than Everly who is just annoyed by the fact that her donut is very clearly a day old. Get what you pay for. After continuing her little skate adventure, her destination comes into view just on the horizon: Delbrook Academy. The last year of institutionalized learning. Mandatory, anyway. By her clock, which means by her best guess, homeroom is starting soon. That gave her just enough time to stash her board in her locker and absolutely not go to homeroom. Or the assembly. Who wanted to go to those? No one cheered for the damn debate team at pep rallies so why should she go to pep rallies for the staff. [b]FADE IN:[/B] EXT. DELBROOK LACROSSE FIELD. THE ATHLETICS FIELD HAS SINCE BEEN FILLED WITH BOOTHS AND STANDS MORE BEFITTING A CARNIVAL THAN A SPORTING FIELD. IN THE DISTANCE, TAKING UP THE BASEBALL DIAMOND AND OUTFIELD, ARE RIDES. EVERLY IS EARLY. THE OTHERS ARE JUST COMING DOWN FROM THEIR 'MANDATORY' ASSEMBLY. - DAY EVERLY takes out her phone again as she leans near a booth for a ball throwing game. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/eHaQ5Qu.gif[/img][/center] [center]EVERLY Where the fuck are the funnel cakes anyway?[/center] EVERLY, having made her grand arrival, slides her way into an arriving crowd of students. Like a ninja. She was there all along. As far as anyone knows.