The Last Dance These characters are not mine. They are property of the WB/Touchstone Pictures. However, this storyline and the dialogue contained within ARE of my own creation, and may not be used without my permission. The Last Dance is ©2001 JaCk/jack.andrew@att.net . All rights to my part in this creation are reserved.

NOTES ON THE LAST DANCE: This is a very heavy "ep" of Popular. Therefore, it'll have a harder rating than the others.

The way this is set up is thus: In watching Popular, you might notice that there's a short beginning part and around 4-5 longer parts after the Kendall Payne song introduction that make up the show (between the commercials.) The Last Dance's "short beginning part" will be called the prologue, and appears as four acts (chapters/sections/whatever.) Also, the acts may be longer than the normal 43-47 minute long length of the actual show. Despite this being in its loose script format, I prefer to call this legitimate fan fiction, esp. since it may never see the light of screentime. Thanks for the interest and please email me with any thoughts or criticism.

The order of my fic is thus: April's Fool, Cruel Intentions, The Truth is Out...There, Coup, The Last Dance. Please start reading from the beginning.

NOTE: Upon finishing this, I realized that I had to cut Act Four into two parts (it's just space consideration, not action-involved). Take note that lots of the events happen within a very little amount of time. This one's long, people.

THE LAST DANCE: PROLOGUE

SLOW CUT between the faces of the main characters...

WB VOICE OVER
Tonight, the kids of Kennedy High face
something that they never thought
could happen to them...

SLOW CUT between the panicked faces of some of the students ducking...

WB VOICE OVER
...as they fear for themselves -- and
their loved ones...

SLOW CLIP of a shot of Harrison in a tux, seemingly in a busy hospital and panicking...

WB VOICE OVER
...when life and death touches home
for all of them.

SLOW CLIP of Harrison crying/DISSOLVE TO SLOW CLIP of a corsage falling to the floor...

WB VOICE OVER
And now, an all new Popular...

FADE IN

INT. FERRARA HOME - CARMEN'S ROOM - DAY

CARMEN FERRARA sits on a stool as she plays the guitar and sings a beautiful version of Tori Amos's "Crucify".

CARMEN
My heart is simply in...my heart is
simply in...chaaaaaaaaaains, uh oh oh...
chaaaaaaaaains, uh oh oh --

MARY CHERRY
(choked up)
Oh Carmen -- I have to stop you. It's
just so...beautiful.

MARY CHERRY sits on Carmen's bed. Both girls look very Woodstock.

CARMEN
Thanks, Mary Cherry. You know, I
never thought I'd say this, but...I'm
glad we're friends. I mean...you are
the only one who kinda understands
how I feel right now.

MARY CHERRY
Oh, don't mention it, Carmine. Your
musical homage to Miss Tori Amos is just
the thing I needed to lift myself out of the
grand funk that Bring It! whore Nicole
Julian railroaded us into!

CARMEN
Tell me about it. You know Brooke --
is livid. She told me that she was offered
'skin care consultant' for the pep squad, but
she turned her down.

MARY CHERRY
Good for Brookie!
(fumes)
I swear to the Lord and Savior, I will GET
that power trippin' Winona if it's the last thing
I do!

CARMEN
(huffs, tunes her guitar)
Sheeyeah, right. And exactly how, Mary
Cherry? She cut the Glamazons, she cut
a whole handful of clubs that kids used to
participate in to make them feel good about
themselves -- and don't forget, she's class
president. She practically owns the school
now.

She pauses as Mary Cherry looks deep in thought.

CARMEN (cont'd)
There's really nothing we can --

MARY CHERRY
(holds up her hand)
WAIT!
(pauses)
Carmen Ferrara -- being with you has just
brought the shine back into the lone star of
my heavy Texas heart. I don't know why I didn't
think of this before!

CARMEN
What do you mean?

MARY CHERRY
Put on your asbestos suit, girlfriend. The
only way to put out a wildfire...

She squints.

MARY CHERRY (cont'd)
...is to create an even bigger one.

Carmen looks at her nervously...

INT. KENNEDY HIGH - HALLWAY - THE NEXT DAY

NICOLE JULIAN, head held high, struts down the hall, looking quite respectful in her power outfit. She walks into

THE NOVAK

where she goes to the mirror to touch up her lips. All of a sudden she's stricken by a change --

ALL of the photos on the Novak's walls have been replaced by photos of MARY CHERRY. The Novak even has some gaudy trim running along its mouldings, and the whole place looks much more pink and very..."cherry".

MARY CHERRY and CARMEN walk into The Novak.

NICOLE
Nice practical joke, wannabes. Where're
the hidden cameras?

MARY CHERRY
Oh no, it's no joke, Cleopatra. These walls
reflect what's dutifully mine...and Carmen's,
of course.

NICOLE
What the hell are you talking about?

MARY CHERRY
Carmen -- tell the lil' bitter gal what she's won --
or lost, as the case may be.

CARMEN
You are looking at the new...owner of
Kennedy High.

Nicole looks stunned for a moment, but laughs.

NICOLE
I'm sorry, did I miss something? Because
last I checked Kennedy was a public school.

Mary Cherry rips out a long legal document and shoves it in Nicole's face.

MARY CHERRY
Not anymore it is! Yeah, you see, Nic...because a large
part of the Kennedy High campus encroaches upon
private property, the owners of such had the option
to lease it to this fine city for their educational institution.
Of course...if someone with a nice coffer of cold
hard cash came along, they could just -- well hell,
they could just buy that lil' lease up, couldn't they,
Carmen?

CARMEN
(nodding)
Mmhm.

Nicole's expression fades, but she hands back the document and straightens her back.

NICOLE
So you own the place, big deal. I still have my
power and position as class president.

Mary Cherry whips out another legal document and shoves it in Nicole's face.

MARY CHERRY
Wrong again, missy dismissy! Take a good look at yer
walkin' papers!

NICOLE
What's this?

MARY CHERRY
It's a sworn affadavit from one ex-Vice President,
Augustus Latrine to one Calvin Krupps. He
confessed to everything.

CARMEN
Including your rather generous personal donations to
help yourself destroy half the school.

MARY CHERRY
Ha -- not generous enough!
(pauses, rips the paper back)
Your cute little 'trust fund' is a pathetic penny compared
to the cookie jar in my backyard.

NICOLE
That little gimp --

MARY CHERRY
FYI, don't bother lookin' fer him because --
(gasps, smiles at Carmen)
-- well, he all of a sudden fell face first into
a truckload of thousand dollar bills!

NICOLE
I wonder how that happened.

CARMEN
Last either of us heard he was receiving the
best medical care and full body massages
from the world's top physical therapists at
an exclusive Swiss healing spa.

MARY CHERRY
Isn't it nice to know that my purchasin' this
godfersaken school has brought such
happiness to at least one student who has
rolled through these halls?

Carmen nods as Nicole looks like she could cry, but holds everything back.

MARY CHERRY
Aw, now now lil' demon. No need t'turn on
the waterworks. There'll still be room for you
n' yer pep squad...though it might be hard to
do anythin' without yer Madonna hand-me-downs,
who, all of a sudden found the allure of lifetime
all-expense paid cruises and shoppin' sprees around
the world so much more palatable than...dancin'
at high school football games.

She and Carmen laugh and turn to leave.

NICOLE
Yeah, hi, one question, Leona --

The girls stop without turning.

NICOLE (cont'd)
-- who's replacing me as class president?

Mary Cherry grins widely.

MARY CHERRY
We thought you'd never ask.

CUT TO

INT. KENNEDY HIGH - HALLWAY

CLOSE UP of SAM McPHERSON'S face as she looks utterly aghast.

SAM
Oh...my GOD. It's -- it's not
possible! Harrison is the new
class president???

SAM, BROOKE McQUEEN, LILY ESPOSITO, and JOSH FORD stand at Sam's locker in shock. Cue "Hail to the Chief" as we SWING TO

MARY CHERRY and CARMEN escorting an Armani-clad HARRISON JOHN down the hall -- he looks very proud, very JFK as he waves to the students.

HARRISON
(smiling)
Hey guys.

MARY CHERRY
See you at Glamazon practice, Brookie!

The troupe's mouths collectively drop as they walk by...

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