Light as a Feather

Previously on Light as a Feather...

Who are you bringing to Olivia's party?

You want to go together?

- Yeah. - Okay.

Don't tell me this is another one

of your Halloween prank thingies.

She's a little awkward, but what's the problem

with just having her come for one night?

- Let's invite her. - Cool.

I got you something. It's the dress you wanted.

We have to do something spooky.

How about Light as a Feather,

Stiff as a Board?

The leader tells a story

about how the person is going to die.

Olivia flew down the highway.

- By the time she saw the truck... -

it was too late.

Severed arm on the freeway. Pretty twisted.

So who wants to go next?

Alex Portnoy was never at a loss for words

until her last moments on earth.

She looked so small lying there,

choking, terrified,

wordlessly pleading.

But no one could help.

They say ten minutes without oxygen

will leave somebody brain damaged for life.

Maybe Alex got lucky.

Her heart stopped after five.

- -

Aah!

Literally the best Halloween ever!

I cannot believe that Isaac's sister

got us into a college party.

Technically junior college.

What's your problem?

Is this still about the graveyard?

As a matter of fact, yes, it is.

What? Am I the only one that thought

that that game was seriously messed up?

I thought it was funny.

Violet is unique,

but she's just trying to make friends.

Plus we did such a nice thing.

Ohh!

Where is she anyway?

You know, probably off predicting the deaths of random strangers.

Shoot, I need to find her.

What? She's my ride.

Two hours past curfew?

How bad is your mom gonna kill you?

I guess I'm gonna have to find out.

Hey, McKenna, thanks again for tonight.

I'm sorry if that game creeped you guys out.

Oh, trust me.

I mean, maybe a little, but it's fine.

Okay, cool.

Hey, if you want, we can make something up.

Tell your mom I had car trouble

or your phone's dead.

Oh, it's fine.

I'll... I'll handle it.

- Good night. - Good night.

I'll hold onto the dress for you.

Thanks.

- Aah! - Shit! You scared me!

1:00 a. m.? Jeez!

Whatever you were doing, I hope it was worth it,

because you are grounded.

What? Mom, no.

Olivia's party's on Saturday.

You know I'm going with Henry.

You should have thought of that before you missed curfew, McKenna.

What were you thinking?

This isn't like you.

Yeah, exactly.

I literally never do anything wrong.

Can you please just let this slide

like a normal parent? Please?!

Well, I'm not a normal parent, McKenna.

Trust me, I wish I were.

Okay, so what?

What about me?

When do I get to be normal again?

We'll talk about this in the morning.

I'm glad you're not dead.

Hey, McKenna, what happened with your mom yesterday?

Oh, um, grounded.

Oh, shit.

What about Olivia's party?

What about Henry?

Um, haven't exactly told Henry,

but, um, what am I supposed to do?

Whatever it takes.

Well, he goes back to USC next Sunday.

This was kind of my only shot.

Well, then blow off your mom and go to the party.

I can't do that. There's no way.

McKenna, there's always a way.

As I promised when I was running for class president,

this year, 30% of proceeds from fundraisers

will go towards the Willow Falls High anti-bullying initiative.

Bullying? You mean like the other day

when your little machine sprayed red crap all over the new girl?

That wasn't bullying, Noreen.

That was an unfortunate mishap.

Right, Violet?

Oh, definitely.

Violet's even coming to my party Saturday.

Would a bully do that?

So, anyway, 30% of proceeds.

We need to figure out what fundraisers we're doing.

Looking kind of sluggish there, Portnoy.

Everything okay?

Hundred percent, coach.

Hey, whoa, whoa. Hold on.

You'd tell me if something was going on, right?

Honestly, probably not.

Don't worry.

I'm fine.

- - Moxie.

Keeps sneaking into our yard through the hole in your fence,

so I fixed it.

Poor baby.

She probably misses hangin' out with me.

Listen, about what I said to you the other day.

Um, you know, I'm kind of busy,

uh, getting ready for something, so...

Oh, right. Olivia Richmond's masturbatory crap-fest.

Mm, you sound really jealous you weren't invited.

You kidding?

I got tickets to Mike Watt in Modesto tonight.

Great.

Have fun with that.

You're welcome for rescuing your dog.

And fixing your fence.

I got a surprise for you.

I know it's not brand-new.

No, no. Thanks, Mom.

It'll go great with my dress.

So it's Olivia's big night, huh?

18 years old.

Yeah, it should be huge.

You know, Olivia is like my own daughter,

but tonight, when everybody's fussing about her,

I want you to remember one thing.

Yeah?

You are never in that girl's shadow, Candace Preston.

Don't you ever forget that.

Thanks, Mom.

Gotta go.

Library and then home.

Listen, if you decide to knock off early,

maybe we could do something later.

We could, um, watch TV, order pizza.

Maybe.

Hi!

Here we go, right?

Voilà.

You, Ms. Brady, look one hell of a lot better.

Dress, please.

Thank you.

Whoa, whoa, what's this?

Um, it's my dress.

- You bought it? - With what? Did you sell a kidney?

More like three kidneys.

Uh, no, Violet got it for me.

- What? - It's no big deal.

Look, that dress costs, like, 400 bucks. You barely know her.

- I was just trying to be nice. - And you were.

No, no. See, no one's that nice.

That right there is just some psycho shit.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

Candace, chill.

Violet's the only reason I can even come tonight.

She had the idea to hide my phone.

Oh, my God.

She's choking.

- Does anyone know CPR? - No, not you.

- - Come on, Alex.

Come on.

- - You little bitch.

You were just faking?

If it'd been real, I'd be dead now.

- It's not funny, Alex. - It's a joke!

Fooled me.

Wow.