After the dramatic group therapy, everyone decides to let loose and have fun. Brian selects a song and starts to play it. Grinning, he turns up the volume and starts to dance.
Allison spins around while John rocked back and forth on the statue to the music. Claire kicked her feet and spun around and Andy drums his hands enjoying himself. Jessica does the twist.
The criminal, the recluse, and the hippie foot danced. Andy, Brian, and John do a forward and backward dance. The three girls do sideway dance holding hands in a mock prissy tone.
Allison sinks herself to the floor slowly and buried her face.
Afterwards, John climbs himself through the ceiling making his way back to the supply closet taking every precaution.
The remaining teens sit on the rail pondering about what to do next.
"Brian?" Claire suddenly asked.
"Hmm?" Brian asked.
"Are you going to write your paper?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well it's kind of a waste for all of us to write our papers don't you think?" Claire asked for the nerd's opinion.
"Well, that's what Vernon wants us to do." Brian responded.
"True," Claire agreed. "But I think we'd all kind of say the same thing."
From the corner of her eye, Jessica noticed Andy and Allison look at one another and then turns away. She knew deep down they liked each but they're struggling to admit it.
"You just don't want me to write your paper, right?" Brian asked, smiling.
"True, but...you're the smartest right?" Claire asked. "We trust you."
"You bet." Jessica said, winking.
Allison nodded in agreement. Andy muttered "Yeah."
"All right, I'll do it." Brian agreed.
"Great." Claire said, satisfied.
She turned around to see Allison figuring out what to do with her. Sensing that she's being watched, Allison turned and moved back seeing the look on the red head's face.
"Come on." Claire said, pulling Allison's sweater sleeve.
"Where we're going?" Allison asked.
"Come on."
Allison looked to Jessica for help.
"You'll be fine." The blonde assured. "Besides, I'm going to see the jailbird." She gets off the rail and walked away heading towards the supply closet.
"Don't be afraid." Claire is in the process of giving Allison a makeover.
Allison flinched a bit. "Don't stick that in my eye!" She said dryly.
"I'm not sticking it." Claire denied. "Just close...just go like that." She suggested, closing her eyes. Allison does the same.
Claire finishes putting eyeliner on Allison's bottom eyelids. The basket case squealed a bit.
"You know you look a lot better without all that black stuff on your eyes." Claire said.
"Hey, I like that black stuff." Allison said with defense.
"This looks a lot better. Look up." Claire applies mascara on Allison's eyelashes.
Allison growled as Claire brushed Allison's eyebrows with her eyebrow brush.
