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♪♪

The night is ending soon.

We don't have much time.

(Gasps)

(Dog barking)

(Sighs)

♪♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ If I hold out ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ Ooooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh ♪

♪ Be the best ♪

♪ The best that I can be ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it ♪

♪ I can make it, I can make it through ♪

♪ Whatever, woo-ooh ♪

♪ Whatever it takes, whatever ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

Sorry. I was up 'til 3 a.m. reading "Fortnight."

Do you have the next one?

So addictive, huh? I'm totally caught up.

Stuck with reading lame-o fan fiction

until the next one comes out.

Hey, doesn't Declan kind of remind you of Edmund,

all brooding and sexy?

Get your mind out of the gutter.

I read the "Fortnight" books for the plot.

Yo, yo. Propmaster Clare in the house!

Hey, Declan. See you at rehearsal.

(Bell rings)

Ah, let's go talk about this inside.

He "vants" to suck your blood. (Laughs)

(Exhales heavily)

Young man on P.A. system: Attention, Degrassi.

Would Duncan Grant please report to the front office?

Chantay's late again.

Clare. Can you get up here and read some lines?

I'm a behind-the-scenes person.

Scene six. Alien meets Greg.

Uh, Greg. Team's waiting.

Who's this freak?

Nobody. Coming, Tess!

Ah! Stop.

You're blocking her face. Like this.

Tilt back. Chin up.

-(Gasps) -Whoa.

A-Are you alright?

I'm fine.

That'll teach me not to skip breakfast.

Most important meal of the day.

Okay. Let's take it from the top.

-Sorry. Sorry. -Ah.

Take it from scene six. Alien meets Greg.

Chantay: Okay.

Young woman on P.A. system: Attention, Degrassi.

Tickets are on sale now

for the Degrassi dance troupe recital.

Hey! So, we got our report back.

B-plus.

One upside to you two breaking up --

Anya's a great study partner.

Uh, so, how's it going?

So busy.

Um, I just started driver's ed,

wardrobe for the musical,

LARPing, like, 24/7.

You?

Uh, I've been, uh...

You know, I've been pretty busy, too.

Cliff wants us to slay a LARP dragon mid-invasion.

(Laughs) He's crazy. I'll text him back.

Connor! Your friends still coming over tomorrow?

Yep. Wesley's in charge of the chips.

Ketchup and dill pickle.

Chips. Great.

Okay, guys. Your exam is a take-home.

Now, I want you to design

an interactive community webpage.

Yo, space cadet, whatcha typing?

-Nothing. It's personal. -Oh. Let me see. Please?

"Fortnight" fan fiction?

Wow, Clare. This is pretty steamy.

I was just goofing around.

Like, what if the girl was the vampire?

This is way better than the stuff on fan boards.

You should post it.

Online? Are you insane?

Do it anonymously.

Besides, it's not like Declan's gonna read it.

"Fortnight" books are a girl thing.

So, what's my pen name?

"Miss Degrassi"?

How about "Madame Degrassi"?

(Beep)

-Is that useful? -Hey.

You guys ready to hear our latest track?

-Oh, you finished the mix? -Yeah.

I stayed late last night. Nothing better to do.

Here. Listen.

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

♪ Put my record to the test ♪

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

Wow! That sounds amazing, Sav!

And TVM's viral video contest is this weekend.

-Wait. It's this weekend? -Yeah, if we shoot Saturday,

we can still make the deadline.

I got finals.

Yeah, same here. Sorry.

Right. Never mind.

See you.

Sorry, dude.

(Beep, line ringing)

(Beep)

Oh, my God. Clare.

Did you see the reviews on the "Fortnight" site?

-So many people read it. -Everyone gave you 4 stars.

And an "M" for mature, miss purity ring.

I wrote another one last night.

Holly J: "Declan's eyes held mine as my heart raced.

Why must I be a vampire?"

-You're a "Fortnight" freak? -It's my thing, okay?

You read Perez. I read vampire fan fiction.

Maybe you should've changed Declan's name, too.

Holly J: "I trembled in anticipation,

wanting what I could not have."

Who is this Madame Degrassi?

(Snarls) Delicious human blood.

(Laughs)

Are you done obsessing, Holly J? 'Cause I got a rehearsal to run.

I'm going. I'm going.

So, have you read the stories?

HJ read both of them to me last night, every single word.

Could your name just be a coincidence?

Could be, but whoever Madame Degrassi is,

she sure can write.

Got quite the imagination, too.

Uh, don't worry. I can take it in.

(Chatter)

Hey, dude. Still tweaking the mix?

Yeah. Kind of.

No.

-Don't do it, man. -What?

You're totally stalking your ex.

Man, it's not fair.

I'm the dumper, not the dumpee.

She's all happy tweets

and driving school and LARPing,

and I'm the one who can't get over it.

You are not getting back together with her, dude.

Not again.

I don't want to.

I just don't get why she's happy and I'm not.

Well, it's 'cause she's doing stuff.

It's all about distractions.

Yeah, you're right. I'll find something.

Okay. I'll talk to the guys about making the video.

Really?

Yeah, one music video can't ruin four years

of high school, right?

Thanks, man. We'll get started Saturday morning.

-Whoa. Morning? -Yeah.

If we're gonna make a video, it's gotta be good.

There you are! Connor's e-vite said 4:30 sharp.

I think I'm gonna pass.

More "Fortnight" fan fiction?

You heard Declan. He loves it.

Declan is someone else's boyfriend,

and if Holly J knew you were Madame Degrassi,

she'd murder you.

Is this his sweater?

I couldn't help it.

Okay. You are officially obsessed.

Time to go out in the daylight

and interact with real live humans.

-But I wanna write. -Not right now, Madame Degrassi.

I'm in charge of games for Connor's party.

You know, "spin the bottle," "rock, paper, kisses."

-Mmm. Sounds great. -Alright, let's go. Come on.

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪♪

(Chatter)

-♪ Let's go ♪ -Impressive chip buffet.

Well, where do you stand

on the great Pringles vs. pretzels debate?

Alli: Attention, everyone.

Time for "seven minutes in heaven."

Two names are picked to go in the corner

and make out for seven minutes.

Ha ha! This party just got interesting.

Do we have to make out?

Um, you can do the timer.

So whatever heaven means to you, do it.

First up is...

Clare...

and...

...Wesley!

Kids: Ooh!

(Laughs)

-Girl: Have fun, guys. -Girl 2: Yeah.

Seven minutes, starting...now.

So...this is heaven?

Not exactly how I pictured it.

Well, that's pretty. What's it say?

"Pure hearts wait." It's an abstinence ring.

Oh. Are you even allowed to do this?

I'm pretty sure I can kiss.

♪♪

♪♪

Declan: Clare, we can't. We mustn't.

I've longed for this moment.

Clare!

(Exhales shakily) I'm sorry.

Clare: I'm going home.

But you're only at 1:42!

♪ Work still has ♪

♪ It still has to go get done ♪

♪♪

(Bells jingle)

(Chatter)

That was the best minute and 42 seconds of my life.

Do you wanna go for gelato later?

Not interested.

Tell that to my neck.

You could have called to tell me Wesley was here.

(Sighs) Just ignore him.

"Fortnight" books. All of them.

You read them already?

No. And I'm not reading any more.

They're turning me into a pervert.

Sure. Blame the books.

I'm also deleting my fan-fic posts.

They're making a mockery of my abstinence pledge.

Because you wrote some stories and gave a guy a hickey?

Sexual acts begin in the mind.

Clare, it's normal to think about sex. Geez.

For you, maybe.

But eventually I'm gonna do something I'll regret.

Like you did with Johnny.

(Gasps)

So judgy Clare is back, huh?

You say judgy. I say principled.

I have to get to rehearsal.

♪♪

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

♪ Put my record to the test ♪

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

♪ House arrest ♪

And cut! Oh, that looked awesome!

Um, let me get one where I can see all your ankle bracelets.

Uh, how many times are we gonna do this?

D-Didn't you see my storyboards?

You still gotta climb down the fire escape,

and run from the police

I raided the school costume stash.

Oh, sweet. I always wanted to be a cop.

Hey, um, I thought you said

this was only gonna take a couple of hours.

All right. One more time. From the top. Here we go.

Okay.

(Beep)

("House Arrest" plays)

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

♪ Put my record to the test ♪

♪ House arrest... ♪

Declan? I, uh, found this backstage.

Oh. Cool.

Hey, uh, thanks for coming in on a Saturday.

Are you alright?

I couldn't sleep at all last night.

Me neither.

Clare, can I get you to tell me something, straight-up?

Do you think I'm doing a good job?

Oh! You're doing an amazing job.

'Cause I've never directed a musical before,

and I want to nail it.

Like, really sink my teeth into it, you know?

Well, I'd say mission accomplished.

Thanks, propmaster Clare.

Any time you wanna talk...

("House Arrest" plays)

♪♪

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa. Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!

-Okay. One more time. -That one was good!

You looked right at the camera! Focus!

We are focused, Sav. On finals!

-Is anybody else starving? -Yes.

No, no, no, no, no. We can eat after we're done.

Um, okay. Uh, shot 14, take 17. Action!

I think we should wrap it up for the day, man.

N-No. We can't stop now.

We'll never make it in time for the TVM deadline.

That's no reason for me to fail physics.

Yeah, I'm sorry, dude. I'm going home.

Can you give me a lift, Spin?

Yes. I have to be at The Dot in an hour anyway.

Dude, uh, can I keep the uniform?

I'm sorry, bro. Looks like you're on your own.

(Door opens)

(Sighs)

(Door closes)

(Beep)

(Beep)

(Horn honks)

Sav: Thanks for meeting me.

You're lucky I could squeeze you in.

It's amazing how fast you moved on.

I mean, sometimes I wonder if I made a mistake.

Whew! That's gotta be a new record.

Record? What do you mean?

Well you really had me going, Sav.

I thought you actually meant it this time.

I-I did mean it.

And everybody said, "If you act like you don't care,

he'll come crawling back," and here you are.

Whoa! So this whole thing was some kind of game

to get me back?

Not a game. Uh...

More like a strategy.

And a damn good one, if I do say so.

(Chuckles)

Thanks, Anya.

You know, I almost forgot why I broke up with you.

Sav, you need me. It's okay.

I don't need anyone who can't be honest with me.

-We are so done. -Then why did you call me here?

I don't know. 'Cause I'm a moron.

No takebacks. This time it's final.

(Scoffs) Fine by me. I'd rather be alone.

Declan: Holly J, I just want someone with imagination!

Someone with passion!

Holly J: Oh, you mean like Madame Degrassi?

-I knew it! -Typical!

You're so uptight!

(Half laughs)

Can I take you up on that talk?

Clare, sometimes I look at your face,

and it's like...

you're the only one that understands.

♪♪

Declan: Clare!

Hey, sleepyhead. Ready to show me your props?

Props table.

Flats.

Trees.

Nice work.

Is that actual moss?

Clare, this is amazing.

Did you just kiss my neck?

Oh, God. Are you...?

Madame Degrassi.

Wow.

Okay. Um...

(Student chatter)

Alli: You kissed Declan Coyne's neck?

Wow, Clare. Next thing you know,

you'll be doing something you regret.

I am so sorry I said that.

It was a crime of passion.

So, uh, what are you gonna do?

Obviously I'm gonna quit the musical.

♪ It was worth it ♪

♪ Some perfect time ♪

♪ Gotta serve it ♪

♪ My life of crime ♪

♪ It was worth it! ♪

(Guitar solo plays)

♪♪

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

♪ Put my record to the test ♪

♪ House arrest, house arrest ♪

♪ House arrest! ♪

Holly J: "House Arrest" by our very own

Janie and the Studs

featuring Peter Stone and Sav's cat.

Vote for it on the TVM website.

And, also, if you're looking for tickets...

-Can't believe you finished it. -Yeah, I had fun.

So, you wanna hit the Break Room after school to celebrate?

I can't. I'm making more videos.

-Wow. For other bands? -No. Cats.

Yeah, one of them's got a Persian cat

who can sing "Happy Birthday."

Okay. Scene.

Hello, Madame Degrassi.

Holly J, please don't kill me.

I thought about it.

And then Declan and I talked, lucky for you.

So, I see you took your stories down

from the "Fortnight" website. Why?

I'm never writing again. I'm sick.

I'm trying to make these stupid feelings go away.

And how's that working for you?

Not well. Still a pervert.

It's called puberty.

And if writing fan fiction stops you from sucking

my boyfriend's neck, then please continue.

You think I should keep writing?

You're really good. I can't stop reading your posts.

Are you gonna tell everyone at school it's me?

No. But if you ever try kissing my boyfriend again,

I will destroy you.

Clear?

You two all done your lady talk?

I think we have an understanding.

Declan, I'm really sorry.

How about this? Never happened.

-Really? -See you at rehearsal. 4:00.

♪♪

(Keyboard clacking)

♪♪

(Hisses)

♪♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ And if I hold out ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ I know I ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪