Welcome to king High School,, your typical

high school in la, California.  Smarties, Skids, Preppies,

Granolas. Loners, Lovers, the In and the Out Crowd rub sleep

out of their eyes and head for the main building.

  king HIGH PARKING LOT – DAY

  Spencer carlin, eighteen, pretty but trying hard not to be

In a baggy granny dress and glasses, balances a cup of

Coffee and a backpack as she climbs out of her battered,

Baby blue ’75 Dodge Dart.

  A stray SKATEBOARD clips her, causing her to stumble and

spill her coffee, as well as the contents of her backpack.

  The young RIDER dashes over to help, trembling when he sees

who his board has hit.

RIDER

Hey -- sorry.

  Cowering in fear, he attempts to scoop up her scattered

Belongings.

  Spencer

Leave it (He persists) I said, leave it!

  She grabs his skateboard and uses it to SHOVE him against a

car, skateboard tip to his throat.  He whimpers pitifully

and she lets him go.  A path clears for her as she marches

through a pack of fearful students and SLAMS open the door,

entering school.

  Alex carlin , a beautiful sophomore, stands facing the

mirror, applying lipstick.  Her less extraordinary, but

still cute friend, Sammy stands next to her.

  Alex

Did you change your hair?

  sammy

No.

  alex

You might wanna think about it

 Leave the girls' room and enter the hallway.

  HALLWAY - DAY-

  alex is immediately greeted by an admiring crowd, both

Boys and girls alike.

  BOY

(adoring)

Hey, alex.

  GIRL

Awesome shoes.

  The greetings continue as sammy remains wordless and

unaddressed by her side.  alex smiles proudly,

acknowledging her fans.

  GUIDANCE COUNSELOR'S OFFICE

  Glen James, a clean-cut, easy-going senior with an open,

farm-boy face, sits facing Miss arty, an impossibly cheery

guidance counselor.

  MISS arty

I'm sure you won't find king any

different than your old school.  Same

little asswipe mother-fuckers

everywhere.

  Her plastic smile never leaves her face.  glen fidgets in

his chair uncomfortably.

  MISS arty

(continuing)

Any questions?

  glen

I don't think so, ma'am

  MISS arty

Then go forth.  Scoot   I've got

deviants to see.

  glen rises to leave and makes eye contact with Ashley davies

, a sullen-looking bad ass senior who waits outside Ms