Taylor n'a pas toujours été la Taylor de la saison 4.
Bon, vu sa mère, on s'demande plus pourquoi, mais...quand même.
Summer : Coop you need a wheelbarrow for that binder that things a monster.
Marissa : Well it's everything I need for Kickoff Carnival waivers invoices, vendor contract.
Summer : Ow, that is so boring it hurts.
Marissa : So I take it you won't be joining us for social committee this year.
Summer : Hmm let me think about it... No.
Marissa : Sum it's our last year, what happened to living every moment ?
Summer : Well Coop you know how I feel about school sponsored events. Love to go to them, hate ta plan them.
(elles voient un groupe de filles assises sur des chaises face à une autre fille debout)
Summer : Ugh prefer not to look behind the curtain. You see if I join clubs I'll have to hang out with girls like that.
Marissa : Taylor Townsend...
Taylor : (sur le podium) Ok. Guys? I spent the whole summer working on your Kickoff Carnival, so I have tons of great ideas, I mean I didn't even have a vacation (rit) but you know someone has to do it right.
Summer : Coop she is totally stealing your meeting.
Marissa : Yeah well she's been fighting me for social chair since, like freshmen year.
Summer : God, nothing I hate more than perky blondes who wanna take over the world. C'mon.
(avance vers Taylor)
Summer : Uh-hm Taylor? Hey ... uh ... I think you're at Marissa's podium.
Taylor : (surprise) Marissa! (sourit) I'm sorry I just went ahead and guessed that you weren't gonna be making it today.
Marissa : Oooh, well... Here I am.
Taylor : Well I just assumed with everything that you've been through this summer, you know with the (pointe ses dents avec ses doigts, mimant un pistolet)
Marissa : Right, well I'm fine, thanks.
Taylor : Oh, you are so strong but listen sweety if it gets to be too much, you just holler, I can totally take over since I pretty much did the whole thing myself last year.
Summer : (rit, sarcastique) Uh-uh, yeah, that's great and everything but do you wanna take your stuff off the podium now ?
Taylor : ...absolutely (sourit) ...I'll just be gone in a jiff.
Summer : Ok, let's go.
Summer : Oh that bitch is going down...