Chapter 7:Michael Confronts Henrietta

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[Henrietta's room. She's listening to music on her iPod dock while drawing a picture titled "I Am Alone." Someone knocks on her door.]

Henrietta: Not now Mom! I'm suicidal!

Michael: [enters] It's not your mom, it's me.

Henrietta: Oh, hey. [lowers the volume.]

Michael: What did they do you you? At that camp?
Henrietta: What do you mean? Just the usual group therapy crap.

Michael: Don't take this the wrong way, but I think that place turned you into an emo.

Henrietta: That's ridiculous. I'm not anything. I don't fit in anywhere. I'm not emo, okay?

Michael: Then why are you listening to Sunny Day Real Estate? [she sits up and then turns off the iPod] I was thinking, maybe they just made you confused at that place. Maybe they didn't know what they were doing. But then I started thinking, maybe that place... turned you emo on purpose. Like maybe they knew what they were doing.

Henrietta: [getting cross, then turns her chair around slowly] You should probably stop digging for answers.

Michael: What?!

Henrietta: There's no winning this for you. [gets off her chair and walks towards him] Soon the entire world will be emo. It is our time.

Michael: Nooo waaaaay.

Henrietta: Nobody understands us. And they won't understand until it is faaar tooo late.

Michael: Omigodnowaaaaaaaaay.

Henrietta: Do not fight it, Michael. Is being emo really all that different from being Goth? [sataniccally] Join us!

Michael: [runs out of the house] No waaay! [runs out of the house and across the street and throws his cane away to the ground] No way no waaaaaay!

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