Ian Thomas

They think they know you. They don't.

Or at least I used to be.

What's up? Did I walk into the middle of a chick flick?

You're welcome to hang in the barn.

I've got this paper due Monday. I can't find it anywhere.

What was she talking about?

You and I are gonna dance.

Ready to trade your goggles in for a field hockey stick?

Listen, Spence, what do you say we put the past behind us?

I know what you did. We all know.

Well, you know how it is. Small town, people gossip.

We're living under the same roof now. Let's try and be a family.

You had it the other night. Weren't you and your pals looking at it?

That better be the truth or someone's gonna get hurt.

Well, I thought we agreed we were gonna keep that a secret.

I haven't seen it. Maybe it's in the barn. You're welcome to check.

No, I think you do.

- Why? - Well, they asked me to chaperone.

Well, yeah, she knows it's not my scene. I'm more comfortable here.

She knows about us. She knows we kissed last summer.

Come closer.

Yeah, school dance felt less painful.