me?â
âI studied last week.â
âStudying last week doesnât count! People only remember stuff if they look at it the night before!â Justin wanted to weep, but again there was no bunker.
âI guess I just assumed that you wouldnât spend all day yesterday working on the script if you didnât feel prepared for the test.â
âOh, really? You didnât think Iâd make a poor decision? You know me better than that! Weâve been friends for a hundred and fifty years!â He let out an exasperated sigh. âI guess Iâll try to work on the script during second period.â
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Mr. Dzeda handed the tests to the first person in each row for them to pass back. Justinâs stomach felt like it was filled with writhing slugs.
âRemember,â said Mr. Dzeda, âthis is an open-book test.â
Open-book test! Open-book test! Justin was saved!
Where was his book?
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Justin didnât think heâd performed very well on the test, but heâd stayed conscious the whole time, which was its own victory.
In second period Ms. Spitler caught Justin passing a note to Bobby that contained a particularly awesome zombie demise. Her policy was that if you got caught passing a note, you had to read it in front of the class. That policy no longer applied to Justin because it had worked out poorly for Ms. Spitler in the past. Instead she just scowled at him.
Heâd hoped for a rare Alicia sighting, but he didnât pass her in the hallway. She had the earlier lunch, so he didnât see her there either. He sat down with Gabe and Bobby to discuss the script in progress.
âDid you make your own lunch?â Bobby asked Justin.
âYeah, why?â
âYou packed a box of baking soda.â
âYes, well, as I said, it wasnât a restful night.â
âAre you going to eat the baking soda?â
âNo.â
âIâll give you a buck if you do.â
âNo, thank you.â
Bobby handed each of them a copy of the last third of the script. âRemember, this is a first draft. There may still be typos and continuity errors.â
âNo, this is great,â said Justin, skimming it. âThis is really great. This isâ¦â He trailed off.
âWhat?â
âThis is Dawn of the Dead .â
âNo, itâs not.â
âIt is. Itâs the Dawn of the Dead remake.â
âIt is not. Dawn of the Dead doesnât have a character named Veronica Chaos.â
âIâm not saying that you did a cut-and-paste, but look at this.â Justin held up one of the pages. âItâs right out of Dawn of the Dead .â
Bobby looked over the page and then frowned. âHmm. I guess I was more inspired than I thought.â
âI take back my apology,â said Justin.
âSorry, guys,â said Bobby. âNo wonder it went so smoothly.â
âI wish you were smarter,â said Justin.
Gabe took the pages from Bobby. âKnock it off. We all messed up. Instead of focusing on what we didnât get done, letâs focus on what we did. We still have almost thirty pages of script, so thatâs half an hour of the movie, and we know enough about the characters to start the rest of the casting. Iâll put up signs around the drama department to let them know that weâre holding auditions tomorrow right after school.â
âWhat we need to do is find people with really strong improv skills,â said Justin. âWe wanted actors who were going to elevate the material beyond the printed page anyway.â
âSo youâre suggesting making the movie without a completed script?â
âNo, Iâm suggesting letting the cast write the rest of the script. On the set. While weâre filming.â
âBut you saidââ
âStop quoting me back to me,â said Justin. âI say stuff, and then I
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