Cut to an uncaffeinated Mr. Katimski slamming a paperback copy of The Odyssey down on his desk and asking if anyone started the book. The class avoids his eyes. "Did anyone -- read the book jacket?" Again, no joy. Rickie chews his finger. Mr. K, gruttering that he hasn't had a cup of coffee "in almost twelve hours," writes fumblingly on the board as he says, "What does Odysseus [smacks the blackboard as he drops the chalk] want?" Rickie chews his finger some more. "Enrique? Any thoughts?" "To, um " Mr. K, impatiently: "To what?" The bell rings. As the class makes its escape, Mr. K barks that he wants everyone to write two pages, due the next day, on what Odysseus wants. "Ehh ha," Mr. K says (?), watching the students flee, and flaps a notebook in annoyance.
Aerial shot of Jordan's car; Jordan lounges on the trunk, smoking, while in the back seat Angela does Jordan's homework. "The thing about resolutions is, it's hard to remember them around somebody like Jordan Catalano," AVO says defensively. Jordan announces suddenly, "This is wrong." "What?" "You!" Jordan says, rolling over. "Doin' my homework, it's wrong." Jordan says it's like he's "taking advantage of" her; Angela protests that that's not the case. "Yeah, I am," he says, hiking himself into the back seat next to her. "It would be different if we were, like " Angela looks at him hopefully. "But now I'm just, you know a friend or whatever." He chucks his butt over the side and gathers his books from Angela's lap: "I can't do this anymore." Off he goes. Angela makes an "uh okay" face and VOs, "I couldn't believe it. For the first time in my life I actually stuck to a resolution." Then she smirks ruefully to herself.
Hallway. Sharon pads along, greeting people, but then she sees Kyle, and when he says, "Hey Sharon," she makes a panicked humming sound and bolts into the AV room. She's closing the door behind her when Rayanne, entwined with the boy du jour, snipes at her, "Excuse me, we're, like, here." Sharon smiles fakely and starts to leave, but Kyle slams himself into the door just then and accuses Sharon of avoiding him. Sharon tries the old "don't flatter yourself" routine while making agonized faces on the other side of the door, and Rayanne glances over a couple of times; Kyle demands that Sharon open the door. Sharon cringes and lets Kyle in; Rayanne's hook-up tells her he's outtie, "this place is too crowded," and peels Rayanne off of him. It's another football player, and he and Kyle greet each other as he leaves. Kyle grabs Sharon's arms and says he knows why she's "been avoiding" him. "You do?" Sharon says in disbelief. Kyle theorizes that she thinks "what happened the other night" doesn't mean as much to him as it did to her. Rayanne goggles at them gleefully. "I love you, Sharon," Kyle says all intensely. Sharon chuckles, speechless. Rayanne bursts out laughing. Kyle says fine, Rayanne's a witness, he loves Sharon and he doesn't care who knows it. Sharon makes a conflicted face. Kyle: "That's all I wanted to say." He kisses Sharon on the cheek and leaves. Sharon looks pityingly at him as he goes, then turns away and fidgets. Rayanne gives her a "whoa" look.