I don't even know what to tell.
BETH: I saw her yesterday.
(BETH SIGHS)
I'll make sure she's okay.
Okay.
Thank you.
ALYSSA IN BACKGROUND: Remember guys,
we have four weeks 'till we print.
TRISTAN: Yeah, I think it's–
JAMES: Do you not like your glasses?
They don't really suit me.
Nah, they're cute.
You should wear them more.
Alright, I'll see you at the track tomorrow.
Yeah, see ya.
(TEXT ALERT)
(TEXT ALERT)
(INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE)
I–
I didn't really remember it.
Until now.
(SIGHS)
There's been a lot of things like that.
REY: Absolutely not.
TRISTAN: Dab on 'em.
(REY CHUCKLES)
REY: Don't particularly want to.
REY: Okay, you're fine.
TRISTAN: Am I?
REY: Beautiful!
TRISTAN: Can I look?
(CLICK)
–keep...poking my out to do that.
Beauty is pain.
I like it.
Give me your best fashion week pose.
(REY LAUGHING)
(LOUD THUD)
REY: (LAUGHING) We're gonna break the ceiling...
TRISTAN: How do we do this?
TRISTAN: Is that–
REY: There–
REY: We never danced?
For the entire extent of our relationship?
TRISTAN: Ever.
(FADING) I know, we never went to like a
dance hall or anything...
TRISTAN: 2:33!
(EXHALING HEAVILY)
Sh– shit.
Shit!
Okay...
TRISTAN: Next time.
JASON: Ugh.
You kinda look like shit.
(SCOFFS)
(HEAVY PANTING)
JASON: (CHUCKLING) Good job.
You too.
JASON (V.O.): You should come tonight.
Maddy's gonna be there.
(SCOFFS)
JASON: Uh-huh.
Maybe you can finally get her to give you head.
Dude it was 7th grade!
I'm not gonna–
I wasn't gonna ask her for head–
You guys dated for a year!
Shit.
So?
(JASON SCOFFS)
I woulda asked.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Thanks.
That's about it.
You doing okay?
TRISTAN'S MOM: Yeah?
Yeah.
TRISTAN'S MOM: Okay.
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
Hey, mom?
TRISTAN'S MOM: Yeah?
Can I have a hug?
TRISTAN'S MOM: (SOFTLY) Yeah...
(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)
(CLAPPING FADES)
REY THROUGH MIC: This past summer,
I spent two weeks in the coastal regions
of South America–
STATION ANNOUNCER: Glenmont.
(INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE)
EVELYN: Or...
You'll like it!
Come on...
Son, the first time I got with a girl...
JANELLE: Mmm...
(LAUGHING)
Let me do it.
EVELYN: Okay.
(TYPING)
(TYPING CONTINUES)
(MESSAGE ALERT)
TRISTAN (V.O.): W- wait..
Wait.
I don't know, I've always...
kinda felt weird about it.
I used to swim with my shirt on.
Ever since I was little.
REY: So why did little Tristan want to keep his shirt on?
Wait..
Little Tristan?
REY: (LAUGHING) What?
That's weird!
REY: Shut up, no it's not!
That's super weird!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
TRISTAN: His name was Jaedyn.
He lived next door.
We'd...
TRISTAN (V.O.): We'd walk home together everyday.
Uh– hi, I was wondering if you could help me...
TRISTAN: (FADING) I'm trying to get in touch with...
TRISTAN (V.O.): We wrote each other letters.
TRISTAN: One day...
One of the boys from our class
asked...
why we would hold hands so much.
TRISTAN (V.O.) I just...
I just got so scared.
He moved away a couple years later.
I don't know.
I was ten.
(PHONE RINGING)
TRISTAN (V.O.): We haven't spoken since.
GIRL ON THE PHONE: Hello?
Hello?
TRISTAN: Um... hi.
Is...
Is... is Jaedyn there?
GIRL ON THE PHONE: Uh... no, I'm sorry.
Wrong number.
(TRAIN PULLING AWAY)
