Beyond Infinity Pilot- The Lord's Apprentice

Episode 3 Her Past

Sam: Before you morons say anything, keep your mouths shut. Let me talk.

F+I: Okay . . .

Sam: So, I believe it all started when I gave you my number . . .

F+I: Us . . .

Sam: Technically it was you since I gave my number to Justin so like I already said, keep your mouths shut.

Fyre gets irritated and rises his hand to smack Sam but Ize stops him before he can.

Ize: Calm yourself. Don't start a fight.

Sam: No, let him hit me. Come on girly. What's the best you can do?

Ize: Don't provoke him. You're only making things worse. So either tell the stupid story or stop talking and I'll tell it.

Sam: Okay! Geez. But wait-

Fyre: -can people see our flash . . . ?

Then, Justin takes Sam back in time and they end up in a classroom with twenty-four students, and a female teacher named Mrs. Ripe.

Mrs. Ripe: Now remember, you have your CSI project due next Wednesday, and don't forget to study for your test the following friday.

Class: Okay.

Mrs. Ripe: Now to choose your CSI partners . . .

Mrs. Ripe goes through the list of names to assign partners. There were two names out of the twenty-four students that weren't called for a couple seconds, and they weren't thrilled to be partners. Mrs. Ripe reads the names.

Mrs. Ripe: Samarina and Justin.

Justin thinks to himself. "Well, could've been worse. Gotta stay positive."

Sam thinks to herself. "I could've gotten a better partner. I wish it could have been Brittany but, oh well. It's only a week. It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

Mrs. Ripe: You won't have any class time to work on the project for the rest of today or tomorrow, so I strongly recommend you communicate in some way.

Justin thinks to himself. "Lucky for most students, they already have their partner's numbers. Probably because everyone has social media or a phone. Well, today isn't my luckiest of moments."

Justin walks over to Sam's table and awkwardly stands there for a second. Sam knows what he is going to ask, so she doesn't mind the pause.

Justin: Hey, uh, can I have your number?

Sam: Give me your hand.

Justin: What are you going to do!

Sam: Oh relax. I'm not going to hurt you. Just trust me.

Justin: Okay.

Sam starts writing her number on Justin's hand.

Justin: Well, you could've told me . . .

Sam: I thought it was obvious. Why else would I ask for your hand?

The bell rings before Justin could respond and Sam makes a quick response.

Sam: Well, call me at Four.

Justin: Okay.

*Time Lapse*

Justin returns home from school at the end of the day and defuzes.

Fyre: What are you going to ask next? If she has a boyfriend?

Ize: Well, realize that you asked. This is for a school project, not for a social activity, and she already has a boyfriend.

Fyre: You know they broke up, right?

Ize: That is beyond the point. We have to call her in a few minutes because of the school project.

The boys fuze together and Justin returns.

Justin: Okay, well, I'm a little hungry so I might as well eat.

Justin heats up some ramen and by the time it is heated up, he realizes it's time to call Sam.

He calls and she picks up.

Justin: Hi.

Sam: What are you eating?

Justin had his mouth full, muffling his hello.

Justin: Ramen.

Sam: Why are you eating ramen?

Justin: Because i'm hungry.

Sam: You could have waited to call after you finished.

Justin: I could have, but then you would have yelled at me for not calling you on time.

Sam: True.

Justin: Okay . . . Well . . . Anyways, we should probably get started.

Sam: Yeah, that would probably be best.

*Time Lapse*

Justin and Sam wrap up their conversation four hours later.

Sam: Thanks.

Justin: See you later.

Sam: Wait, I wanted to ask you if-

Justin hangs up the phone before Sam is able to finish then he defuzes again.

Fyre: You should've asked her if you wanted to have-

Ize: No you perv, that's gross and it's not like she was going to accept anyway.

Fyre: I was going to ask if she wanted to have lunch.

Ize: Bull. I know you weren't going to ask that.

Fyre: Fine, how about how big is her-

Ize: No! The fuck man!

Fyre: I was going to ask how big is her dog. You need fillers.

Ize: I know you were going to ask how big are her boobs. I've lived with you your whole life. I know your dirty tricks.

Fyre: Fine, just shut the fuck up ok, good night.

Ize: It's only eight.

Fyre: It doesn't fucking matter. You know what? Fuck it, and fuck you.

Ize: Alright, alright. Good night you pervert.

Fyre: Good night you . . . WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!

Ize: Nothing, good night.

Fyre: That's what I thought.