INT.

LECTURE HALL - DAY

GREG, a vaguely effeminate olive-skinned sophomore sits in a
lecture hall, surrounded by a sea of studious looking
twenty-somethings attentively listening to the lecture.
PROFESSOR
Next on the list is Palaetiology.
Heres another word you might want
to know for the exam, hint, hint,
hint.
GREG glances around the room vacuously, his mind elsewhere
as the class glaciates towards a conclusion. He stares long
enough at a girls PRADA bag that she turns around to see
what he wants. He looks away.
PROFESSOR (O.S.)
Its basically just looking at past
events and trying to figure out why
they happened. But, you know, with
geology.
GREG is completely tuned out. He cycles through the
different message services on his phone, searching for
something.
INSERT - PHONE SCREEN - SMS DIALOG
"ru ok lol? " "hey " "did u get my text?" "hellooo?"
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
GREG sullenly stalks down the hallway amid a gauntlet of his
cheerful classmates. Through the confusion he sees a nest of
curly blonde hair. GREG lights up, because this hair belongs
to none other than his good friend TINA. Smiling, GREG darts
through the crowd.
He arrives to find TINA standing with his brunette friend
STACEY. They are standing against a wall, and a young man is
crouched on the floor between them, his face partially
obscured as he fishes something from his backpack.
GREG
Mark!
The DRUG DEALER looks up quizzically. He studies GREGs face
for the telltale signs of a narc.
TINA and STACEY turn to look at GREG. His smile fades as he
sees their cool expressions.
2.
STACEY
Oh, Mr. Salkorian. I didnt see
you. What can I do for you?
TINA
Are we on your property?
DRUG DEALER seems satisfied with this interaction, and
returns to operating the PILL CUTTER inside his backpack.
GREG
Hah, yeah that was pretty messed
up. Have you guys seen Mark?
TINA
Mark doesnt want to see you.
STACEY
He doesnt want to know you.
TINA
I dont want to know you.
DRUG DEALER looks up again, a little concerned.
DRUG DEALER
Is he cool?
STACEY
Yeah. Or at least he used to be.
DRUG DEALER
Beat it dude.
GREG walks off down the hall, stunned and dejected. He
passes by a group of students watching an iPad.
STUDENT
(gasping)
Yooo. Thats the dude!
INT. GREGS DORM ROOM - NIGHT
GREG pecks away at his laptop on a paper. A frown appears on
his face. His typing slows to a halt. A moment later and he
switches windows to a designer clothing website. He clicks
through the latest fashions, but his face still wears a
frown. He minimizes all the windows, revealing:
His desktop wallpaper is a picture of GREG, STACEY, TINA,
and MARK in better times. They are standing in front of a
neon sign that says CLUB OCHO.
3.
EXT. CLUB OCHO - NIGHT
GREG stands in line for the club, surrounded by a motley
crew of Jersey Shore casting rejects. A gaggle of college
girls drunkenly stumbles past.