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: What is it's like we're on our death beds and looking back at our lives... and looking at all the guys we've liked, loved and just fucked... and it turns out, that the whole time, like we were supposed to be together. Allison
: [Pushes Emily over an gets on top of her
] I don't think I could go down on you.
: What is it's like we're on our death beds and lookinf back at our lives... and looking at all the guys we've liked loved and just fucked... and it turns out, that the whole time, like we were supposed to be together.
: [about Allison
] Wow, I didn't know you had such a hot friend! Mr. Rubin
: Josh, that's enough! Emily
] I hate you.
: Hey, you're gonna love this Emily
: What is it? Allison
: Crack, cocaine. Emily
] where did you get that? Allison
: a lady never tells Emily
: How do we use it? Allison
: So, I called the drug hotline and asked them what signs to look for if my mom smoked crack. He said little pieces of aluminum foil everywhere so
[looks at Emily
: You want to try it right? Emily
: yeah Allison
[flicks on lighter
: ready? Emily
: We are such crackheads. Allison
: We ARE such crackheads.
[it burns fast
: Oh shit go! Emily
: What? Allison
: Go! Just inhale it!
[it flies up
: ah! Emily
: Ah! Allison
] where'd it go? Emily
: Ow, it hit me right there.
: Ohh, ohh, ohh I'm sorry
: [strokes Emily's cheek
] Whitney's right Together
: Crack is whack!
: Maybe your mom has a fucking suicide kit handy! Allison
: probobly... she has like, pot... you ok in there? Emily
: Yeah I'm fine. Allison
[leans head against door
: I'm not leaving.
: The one fucking time that I really, really needed you, you didn't have my back.
: [throws die, then looks at it a little sheepishly
[Hector and his friends approve
: Three's cool. I can handle three.
: It's just sex.
: [Emily, Amanda, and Sasha approach Allison at her locker the morning after her arrest with Hector and his gang
] Ally, you are soo fucking down! Sasha
: Yeah, like doing hard time and shit... Allison
: [trying hard to be modest
] No, no, it wasn't like that... Amanda
: Come on, I heard you hit a cop and you got into a knife fight! Allison
: Na, no-no guys. It was more like uh... detention.
[tosses her purse into her locker and flings it shut
: See ya later!
[puts her arm around Emily's waist and the two of them walk away
: [watches them leave
] Bye... Sasha
: So, I wonder what Daddy thought! Amanda
: [rolls her eyes
] Please! Daddy waved his magic wand and it went away.