- - -

Dylan can’t stop but looking at himself in the mirror. It was as if time stood still. Carrie walked back into the bathroom and startles him. He quickly wraps himself up with the towel.

Carrie:

Did you hear what I said?

Dylan:

(nervous)

No. I- I was too busy in the shower.

Carrie:

I said that I loved you. I haven’t said that to you in awhile but any guy who’s willing to nurse me back to life, is definitely someone I love.

Dylan:

Thanks. I love you too.

Carrie:

So maybe I could go for round two.

Carrie seductively touches his neck and makes her way down to his toned midriff.

Dylan:

(more nervous)

A…A second round?

Carrie:

Yeah. Maybe we can take that shower together. We could make it all hot and steamy. Just the two of us.

Carrie tries untying his towel but Dylan catches her hand. He pulls her off of him.

Carrie:

What’s wrong with you? I was just trying to be playful.

Dylan:

I thought you had somewhere to be.

Carrie:

I was going to turn in my application to the café but I changed my mind on that one. So instead I’m going to class. My favorite class ever, lit arts. You know I could write a nice romantic poem about us.

Dylan:

Cool. You should go do that then.

Carrie:

(angry)

What the hell is wrong with you?

Dylan:

(snapping back at her)

I told you nothing!

Carrie:

Screw that romantic bull. How about I write about the truth? That my boyfriend can sometimes be a thoughtless jerk.

Carrie exits his bathroom.

Dylan:

Damn it. Carrie wait!

He hears his front door slam shut. When the coast was clear, Dylan picks up his cell phone and dials Rebecca Ralma.

Dylan:

Hi. It’s Dylan. I need your help…again.

- - -

- - -

While walking into the Admissions wing of the school, Nate holds the door open for a girl who’s walking out.

Marli:

Thanks.

Nate does a double take because the girl looks so familiar to him. His mind was back tracking, yep it was a girl he slept with, he thought to himself. This could go either one of two ways.

Nate:

Excuse me.

Marli:

Yeah?

Nate:

You look familiar. Were you by chance at Vegas for spring break ’06?

Marli:

Why yes I was. As a matter of fact you look kind of familiar too.

Marli begins to think back.

Marli:

Oh my god. It’s you!

Nate:

Yeah so funny seeing you here. Mary Jane right?

Marli:

Actually it’s Marli.

Nate:

I could have sworn you told me your name was M.J. or something like that.

Marli:

I’m a huge fan of Spiderman and I thought that I’d probably never see you again so that was what I went with. Besides what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. My real name is Marli Calloway.

Nate:

What a pretty name. My name is-

Marli:

Nate Mavick. I remember you telling me that your last name resembled the gambling legend Maverick.

Nate:

And this all just came back to you?

Marli:

Yeah I guess it did. I was wondering how well do you know this school?

Nate:

Pretty well. I was recently appointed head of the Information Technology section. I’m kind of a big wig here...

(whispering to her)

I know the president of this place.

Marli:

That’s great. I ask because I’m new here and I want someone to show me around. Would you mind?

Nate:

Yes I’d love to. Why don’t we meet up tomorrow at around noonish at The Palace Café?

Marli:

Sounds good. I can’t wait.

Marli smiles and exits. Nate pulls out his cell phone and calls Ava. He gets her voice mail to leave her a message.

Nate:

Hey it’s Nate. I was wondering if you wanted to get together sometime. Hopefully it’s sooner than later.

Nate hangs up with Ava’s voicemail.

Nate:

Let’s just hope that you don’t turn into a lesbian again.

- - -

Ava sees Nate’s call but decided to ignore it. She is at The Library looking for a Psychology book. The librarian looks at Ava in a rude way when she shuts off her cell phone. Ava is a bit startled by Sky tapping her on the shoulder.

Ava:

You scared me.

Sky:

Sorry. Doing some research?

Ava:

Yeah. Another semester of Psychology is starting up again.

Sky:

Funny, that’s the class that practically ruined your life.

Ava scowls at her while she begins to walk to away. Sky follows.

Ava:

That was my stupid decision.

Sky:

Partly because you got involved with a married man. Anything dealing with them is stupid. Basically anything with a dangling penis can show you what head they like to lead with.

Ava:

This is why you run into me? So that you can try to talk down men? Mostly Nate I assume.

Sky:

You and I are still friends right?

Ava:

Of course.

Sky:

Friends tell each other everything so if we’re friends then I just want you to know that I think you’re making a big mistake if you go out with him.

Ava:

Why because it’s not you?

Sky:

No.

Ava:

I’m sorry that I spoke my mind or the truth but it had to be said. I seriously thank you for everything you did but-

Sky winds up and slaps Ava across the face.

Ava:

What the hell was that for?

Sky:

Because you’re obviously delusional. How can you go out with an STD ridden man whore?

Ava slaps Sky back. Sky consoles her swollen cheek by smiling. She kind of liked it.

Ava:

You’re not my keeper anymore. If anything you’re too demanding! Not that it’s any of your business…friend, Nate and I are not going out anytime soon.

Sky:

You know, I kind of like a girl who’s rough. Note that I said girls because we both know that’s what you like. Deep down inside you’re gay! And you know it. You’re just being a stupid bitch.

- - -

Alley knocks on John’s door in his room. He answers it with a forced smile on his face.

Alley:

Hey.

John:

Welcome home.

Alley:

Thanks. Can I come in?

John:

You know that you don’t even have to ask that. You’re always welcome here.

Alley makes her way in. John shuts the door behind him.

Alley:

I wasn’t sure from our last couple of phone calls.

John:

Eh a lot of that had to deal with stress and knowing that you were with Blake. It’s kind of funny, we sort of fight then make up and fight again. It’s like a pattern for us.

Alley:

In speaking of patterns, London didn’t turn out to be at all what she seemed.

John:

(confused)

What are you talking about?

Alley:

London was an impostor. It was Nan Sheridan. She paid money to have someone make her into London. The reason why is beyond me but it’s Nan so anything is possible.

John:

That bitch. I thought she was-

Alley:

Dead? Along with everyone else that was what she wanted people to think. She survived the explosion.

John:

Had I known that was going to happen then I wouldn’t have fought with you. You were obviously being a good friend to Blake and I respect that. Even I wouldn’t wish Nan Sheridan on him.

Alley:

Thanks. So what’s been making you stressful? Has L.J. been giving you problems?

John:

Actually…

Marissa walks into John’s room from a jog. She doesn’t even notice Alley when she makes her way into the kitchen.

Marissa:

Hey Johnny Boy, let me tell you, it is such a nice day outside. I was thinking later maybe you can show me around. I’ve been meaning to tell you that my new job has relocated me to Colorado so I should be staying-

(noticing Alley)

Hi.

Alley:

Hi. Um who are you?

John:

This is my sister. Marissa. She’s going to be staying in my room for a couple of days.

Marissa:

Actually a couple of weeks. Maybe even months. I’m helping out with the baby plus my career has taken off in this town. And you are?

Alley:

I’m John’s girlfriend Alley.

Marissa:

Oh that’s right. How could I forget a pretty face like yours? John showed me some pictures he took of you.

Alley:

Those were from a long time ago.

Marissa:

Obviously. Hopefully we can get to know each other a lot better. Please excuse me. I need to take care of my niece.

John:

Yeah she’s been a big help for the most part.

Marissa:

Of course. Someone has to take care of that child. I’m surprised though, isn’t she your baby Alley?

John:

Marissa I-

Alley:

No. She’s not. Her mother died.

Marissa:

Such a shame. Well at least one of us ladies want to give that baby some sort of maternal attention. Better me than you. Since I’m family and all. It was very nice meeting you Annie. Ta!

Marissa exits. Alley looks at John with piercing eyes. John can only smile.

- - -

Later that morning, Bryan is on his cell phone making business calls to both Benjamin and Lanoi. He sits in his comfortable leather couch to the home that he had no plans on leaving.

Bryan:

Look if you’re not going to accept my offer, which is of course is a very bold decision in my opinion, then would you at least reconsider getting me back on the board. You and Benjamin both know that I am good for this school. My name has been cleared. Yes Lanoi, we’ll keep in touch.

Bryan hangs up the phone. He walks into his kitchen to pour himself some orange juice. The doorbell rings and he answers it to find a girl with short black hair and sunglasses covering her face in front of him.

Bryan:

Can I help you?

(being smart)

I didn’t order a Spanish hooker.

Nan takes off her wig and glasses. Bryan is shocked that it’s her.

Nan:

I should slap you across the face but knowing you, you might enjoy it.

Bryan:

Nan I didn’t know it was you. What a disguise.

Nan:

Who did you think it was, London?

Both of them laugh. Nan walks in and looks around.

Nan:

You know I really have missed this place.

Bryan:

I missed you too.

Nan:

I said your place, not you. Keep it down and in your pants boy.

(stops herself)

Sorry that was mean of me. I have missed you too.

Bryan:

So you have a disguise down but our plan to convince Blake to give over his rights of the school to London was a big bust.

Nan:

I was working on that. Seriously I was right there. But, like always, big mouth Alley has to come and ruin everything.

Bryan:

Why can’t you just shut her up then?

Nan:

Believe me I tried that. We go way back and I tried killing her then- Let’s just change the subject. Like to Blake Hammerton.

Bryan:

You can’t go around dawning a disguise all day, you need to let people know that you’re back.

Nan:

I’m considered a dead murderer. How the hell do you think I can do that?

Bryan:

Easy.

Nan:

Do tell.

Bryan:

After thinking long and hard about it, let’s have a press conference telling everyone that you’re alive.

Nan:

Oh great so that they can throw rocks at me and crucify me for everything that I’ve done. Did you lose your brain when I was gone?

Bryan:

I’m not finished. We’ll make it look like you were a hero. Let’s just say that there was some disgruntled worker who you caught trying to blow up the place but when you got there it was too late.

Nan:

I like it. I really do. It’s the perfect lie that makes me look so good. It’s better than what I was thinking of. My twin sister’s dead so I couldn’t really fake like I was her.

Bryan:

And you know we still have that little piece of evidence that we can use against Blake.

Nan and Bryan walk over to his living room. He pops in a DVD and presses play on his large high definition flat screen TV. They watch Blake and London breaking into London’s home to retrieve Nan’s journal.

Nan:

Looks like we caught the president red handed.

Bryan:

Exactly! We’ll just make it look like he wrote your note to blame you. That sense of yours is very good. You knew he would come looking for answers. This is pure genius.

Nan:

I’m glad we set him up the way we did. I can clear my name and you go after the sole ownership of the school.

Nan walks to the refrigerator and opens up a bottle of champagne. She pours it in his orange juice to make him a Mimosa.

Nan:

(sighing)

Bryan, you need a little more class.

Nan throws away the normal glass and pours it into an expensive looking champagne flute. She hands the drink to Bryan.

Nan:

To getting what’s truly ours and to getting back at the people who truly deserve it!

Bryan looks at Nan in a loving way.

Bryan:

Cheers.

They both clink their classes in hopes of making their plan work.

- - -

Later that night, Will tosses and turns in his bed. Alone. Above him he could hear loud noises coming from Jace’s room.

Will:

Damn it.

Will wakes up and turns his light on. He looks up at the ceiling.

Will:

What the hell?

After further investigation, Will can hear the muffled voices of Jace and Alicia.

In Jace’s room, things were obviously getting hot and heavy. The bed was creaking loud as it was being rocked back and forth.

Alicia:

Yes. Don’t stop Jace.

Jace:

Yeah you like that baby?

Alicia:

(screaming)

YES!

Jace:

Oh yeah. Who’s the best?

Alicia:

You!

Jace:

Say my name!

Alicia:

Shut up and do me.

Downstairs Will was pacing back and forth. He couldn’t go back to sleep because of the loud sex above him. He hears Lenvy’s voice.

Lenvy:

Are you jealous?

Will:

Jealous of what?

Lenvy:

Jealous that that’s not you upstairs plowing her.

Will:

No.

Lenvy:

Admit it Will. You like her.

Will:

I’m not admitting to anything and as a matter of fact, I’m going to end that disgusting noise.

Lenvy:

What are you going to do?

Will:

You know me? I like to take matters into my own hands.

Will walks into the common area of the apartment. The other neighbors obviously heard the same thing because a movie was being blasted upstairs. The doors to downstairs rooms were closed and the coast was clear. Will looks at the Fire Alarm and reads.

Will:

(reading)

Pull in case of emergency.

Lenvy:

Don’t do it.

Will:

There must be some sort of fire going on in that room. And I just need to put a damper on it.

Will pulls the alarm and quickly runs back to his room so that no one could see him. Upstairs, Jace looked around and stops.

Jace:

What the hell?

Alicia:

Oh my god. Is that the fire alarm?

Jace:

[!@#$%^&*] it is.

Alicia:

Come on let’s go.

Jace:

It was probably those stupid pot heads again. Just get some clothes on. Damn it. I was right there to.

Everyone in the apartment makes their way outside. Alicia bundles up in a school blanket while Jace walks out with shorts on. Alicia smiles seductively at Will.

Jace:

(accusing his neighbors)

Which one of you dickheads did this?

Will:

(speaking up)

Yeah! Which one?

Will turns away and begins to chuckle before he sees Lenvy shooting him a disappointing look.

- - -

Later that night, Jenny and Carlos have a date together at one of Point Palace’s most lavished restaurants, The River Teal.

Carlos:

This is what I’ve been looking forward to all day.

Jenny:

(smiling)

Me too. I know that you think that what I did was stupid but I took the blame for us.

Carlos:

As much as I would like to think that it was a smart move, I am kind of realizing that you were only trying to protect me.

Jenny:

To be honest, I kind of thought in the back of my head, that yeah you could’ve murdered Nick. You have a wonderful career and everything’s going great for you so I didn’t want to see it taken away. Especially since you couldn’t remember anything.

Carlos:

Jenny let’s just forget about everything that happened and move on. C.C.’s arrested and well Nick’s rotting in hell as we speak.

Jenny:

You’re right.

A slow song begins and Carlos stands up. He places out his hand to offer her a dance.

Carlos:

May I have this dance chica?

Jenny:

Chica? I haven’t heard that name in the longest time.

Jenny takes his hand and leads him to the dance floor. The two get closer to each other. She looks into his eyes.

Jenny:

Thank you.

Carlos:

For what?

Jenny:

For always being there for me. For never leaving me whenever you had the chance to all those years ago.

Carlos:

You know you mean way too much to me to just throw everything away.

Jenny:

I feel the same way.

Carlos leans in and kisses her. The two continue to dance with one another until Jenny begins to feel light headed. The room was spinning for her.

Carlos:

(noticing her)

What’s up?

Jenny:

Oh I don’t feel so well. I’ll be right back.

Jenny makes her way to the bathroom. She finds her way to one of the stalls and clings onto a toilet for dear life. She then vomits. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she regains her composure and stands up before fainting on the bathroom floor.

- - -

The next morning, after being fully unpacked, Blake treats himself to an early snack. He walks into The Palace Café to find it a little bit busy. While waiting in line, he looks to a table that he and London favored but it was just a fantasy. Blake shakes his head and focuses on the counter.

Ginny:

Can I help you? Oh my god President Hammerton it’s so nice to see you.

Blake:

Hey Ginny it’s cool you can call me Blake.

Ginny:

Of course Blake. What would you like?

Blake:

How about a Mocha Peppermint Frap please.

Ginny:

Sure thing.

Blake:

You sure do look busy.

Ginny begins to make his drink.

Ginny:

Yeah. The owner is leaving and I’m thinking about maybe making a bid for this place. Now that I’m the manager, we’ve been super short staffed. The Palace Café means so much to this school for someone to just close it. I want to be this place’s savior.

Blake:

You would be great at that.

Ginny:

Awww thanks for the compliment…Blake.

At another table, Tanisha overhears Ginny’s conversation with Blake.

Tanisha:

Well, well, well. Looks like someone will just have to outbid her.

Ginny hands Blake his drink but accidentally spills it on Tanisha.

Ginny:

Oh my god-

(noticing Tanisha)

I’m not sorry.

(to Blake)

I’ll make you a new one.

Ginny throws a towel at Tanisha who tries going after her but is stopped by Blake.

Blake:

Hey calm down. It was somewhat my fault.

Tanisha:

It’s cool.

Blake:

You were at my wedding right?

Tanisha:

Yeah I was helping out Alexia. It’s nice to see you again Blake.

Blake:

You too. I actually just spoke to her. Her and Owen are doing well.

Ginny hands Blake his new drink.

Tanisha:

(raising her voice)

Yeah Owen and I are still an item. You hear that loser? I still have your ex.

Blake:

And again I apologize for everything.

Tanisha:

(staring down Ginny)

I don’t blame you at all Blake.

Blake exits the café and drama inside. Sitting outside was Bryan, reading a newspaper, watching his every step. Blake bumps into another female.

Blake:

Whoa. I’m sorry.

Blake takes a deeper look at the stranger in front of him. His mouth drops when he realizes who the stranger is.

Blake:

It’s you!

Nan takes off her sunglasses to reveal herself to him with a big smile on her face.

Nan:

Hello Blake. Long time no see!