Later. Patty and Graham snack. Angela slumps in a chair, leaning on her hand.
The loft. OFARLB relays to Jordan that Tino says there's a party...somewhere. He heckles Jordan to come with, but Jordan says there's "this thing" he said he would do. "What thing?" "Just this thing...that I said I would do." "Whatever." Jordan turns his attention back to his guitar.
Jordan, practicing "Red."
Angela, waiting, glancing surreptitiously over at her parents, and half-covering her eyes with her hand. "Red" begins to play in the background.
Jordan, fiddling with his guitar.
So-Called Living Room. "We kept it loose," Angela mutters. "It wasn't definite, it wasn't like a date." Patty and Graham nod soberly, pretending to believe her.
Jordan sits on the floor of the loft, head in hands.
Angela: "Actually, I'm pretty tired. I'd better go to bed."
Upstairs, Angela walks into her room and lets the door close behind her, and she walks over to her closet and fingers a sleeve while pinching the bridge of her nose (so that's where Van Der Beek gets that blocking!), and then slowly her face crumples into tears, and she curls up in a ball on the floor and cries as Jared Leto's voice croons, "Reeeeeeed," on the soundtrack.
Fade up on a shot of Angela lying laid-out-corpse-style on her bed as AVO grumbles, "This life has been a test." Cut to Angela in the kitchen; AVO continues, "If it had been an actual life, you would have received instructions on where to go and what to do." Another line I've always loved. The rest of the family bustles around her as she slumps against the counter, sulking. When Patty and Graham both pause to look at her, she shrugs away from their gaze and leaves the room.
The Only Bathroom In School. Rayanne rolls some sort of legging up her, er, leg and watches as Sharon comes up to a neighboring mirror and fluffs her hair. Sharon sees her staring, faces Rayanne, faces the mirror, faces Rayanne again, and bites off in that inimitable Sharon style, "What." Rayanne asks if she and Kyle have "gone all the way yet." "That is. Completely. None of your business." "Duh," Rayanne responds, pointing out that they aren't friends, "due to the fact that neither of [them] can stand each other," and that's why she asked. Rayanne tells Sharon to ask her anything in return: "Go ahead -- it's like, relaxing." "You're so weird," Sharon mutters. "Duh squared," Rayanne shrugs. Sharon thinks that over. Then she leans over to check under the stall doors for listening feet. Rayanne looks too. Satisfied that they're alone, Sharon lays it out for Rayanne: "Okay. Look. I made a solemn promise to myself. That I would not go all the way until I was ready. And I'm, like. Sticking to that." Rayanne says something about Sharon looking like she's "reaching ecstasy" when she and Kyle make out in the hall. "Well, yeah! Well, I mean...well, you know how it is," Sharon giggles. "Well, yeah," Rayanne says, adding more quietly, "in a way." Sharon eyes her with a mixture of contempt and concern as Rayanne shrugs that it's "fun and all," but she doesn't always "feel anything," and sometimes she feels "numb, or something." "Maybe you just...haven't found the right person," Sharon suggests. Rayanne's tried every type of person. Sharon stares at her, slit-eyed. Rayanne tells her not to look "all worried or anything." Sharon continues to stare at her. Rayanne starts to apply lip balm, then freezes, staring back at Sharon.