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Chapter 12: Reconciliation

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Chapter 12: Reconciliation

written by Joie

added on: 31 Oct 2000 - based on characters created by Winnie Holzman

RICKIE: Ah, if I see him coming again, I'll duck in a stall or something. Who cares?

(ANGELA and RICKIE round a corner. They see JORDAN through a window, sitting outside in the carpark. ANGELA stops)

RICKIE: Go. If you want to, I mean. I'll tell Katimski, uh, something. If you're not there by then.

ANGELA: I will be. I just, like...I just gotta sort it out. I mean, I don't know where I stand. I'm just, like, so..


(ANGELA goes outside to JORDAN. He squints up at her.)


JORDAN: Hey. You aren't in class.

ANGELA: No, well. I was, like talking to Rickie, in the bathroom, and then, like, Foster came in and told me to get out, and kinda...(trails off, realises JORDAN's not really listening to her) So yeah.

JORDAN: Yeah. Right.

ANGELA: Um...did you, like, talk to Brian, uh, Brian Krakow. You know, yesterday. You came to my house, and asked me...where he lived? I was wondering.

JORDAN: Yeah. He, you know. Told me. How things were.

ANGELA: (unsure) So, he told you, that there's nothing between us.

JORDAN: No, there's nothing between us, I guess.

ANGELA: No, I meant. Not us, like, um, between me and Brian. That's not got anything to do with us. Us.

JORDAN: Whatever.

ANGELA: Why do - why do you always just say that, when you don't believe me? Why don't you just say, well, like, I don't believe you, or something? I mean, that just, like, says to me, well I can't be bothered, I don't care. I mean, do you care? That is what I'd really like to know, okay. Forget the letter-

JORDAN: Okay, okay-

ANGELA: Forget Brian, forget Rayanne-

JORDAN: Angela-

ANGELA: Do you care?!

JORDAN: I care. Okay?

ANGELA: You care.

JORDAN: I do care. That's like, what Brian, was supposed to, like, help me say. Like, in the letter, or something. But then, all this other, like, stuff, complications. All comes out of it. And I just...didn't know. Where I stood with you. So.


(JORDAN kisses her. They kiss briefly, the bell sounds)

ANGELA: We better go to English.

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Angela Chase, Episode 1: "My So-Called Life (Pilot)"