Transcript for Chapter 12A
The scene opens where the conversation between Jade and Justice left off in the last chapter. Jade is wearing the black and white raglan that she slept in the night before. Her hair is a limp version of her normal unbrushed mess. She looks wary and disbelieving at what Justice has just told her.
Justice's eyes are closed. He's quite serious. He's also dressed casually, in a thin white t-shirt with a fashionably-wide collar.
Justice: That's the rule. No dating. No boys.
Jade is shocked.
Jade: Are you jerking me around?
Justice also seems surprised.
Justice: It's in the contract. Didn't you see it?
Justice: It's on page three. You even initialled it.
Jade: I initialled everything you pointed at! I didn't have time to read it!
Justice looks away and laughs awkwardly, a bit guilty.
Justice: Oh. Oops.
Jade looks dismayed. Completely stunned.
Jade: That's crap...
Justice: You're supposed to be innocent, you know? And always "available" for the fans. Not that the fans stand a chance of getting close to you, but it's all imaginary anyway.
Up until this point, Jade has been only dazed by the news. Suddenly the meaning really hits her, and she gets angry.
Jade: That's crap, man! Half of my friends are guys!
We see that Jade is sitting on a stool in a small but professional makeup room. Her body is hunched over defensively. Justice is walking away as he responds.
Justice: Are you going out with any of them?
Jade stews to herself.
Jade: No, but it would be nice to know I could if I wanted to.
Justice smirks a little from behind a long rack of clothes.
Justice: I wasn't aware dating was so important to you.
Jade: What's important to me in your increasingly fascist world, Harrison, is maintaining as many of God-given rights as I possibly can.
Justice returns, holding an article of clothing in each hand.
Justice: Here. It's just some jeans and a cami, but put it on.
Jade is wary as she takes the jeans.
Jade: What's it for?
Justice: Something to "arrive" in.
He points backward to where they came from.
Justice: You're going to have to go back outside, get in a cab, and let the cameramen film your arrival to the studio.
Jade: Oh, for pete-
She's got a hand on her face and her eyes are closed, as though the whole process is stupid and exhausting.
Jade: Why can't I just wear what I have on?
Justice puts one hand on a hip, a bit effiminate.
Justice: I don't like black on you. It looks bad and films worse.
she starts to take off her shirt. Then she remembers that Justice is still standing there and she looks over at him. He's watching her dispassionately, but she yanks her shirt back down and yells at him.
Jade: Would you at least turn around?!
He whirls, unconcerned. He stands there with his arms crossed, not looking in any obvious direction while Jade starts to undress.
Justice: 'Course, this room is half mirrors, but whatever.
Jade's shirt is off; she clutches it in front of her chest and tries to hide behind it.
Jade: Then don't look!