Leaving Paradise [1x22]

[Few days later] Mrs. Lautner: Taylor, phone! [Yells from the kitchen] Taylor: [Has been in his room, trying to figure out these mixed up thoughts he's been having since Tuesday, when Selena and him got locked in the attic. They sat there for maybe forty-five minutes. In that short amount of time he'd probably shared more with her than he has with Emily. Ever. "I'm in serious trouble here" picks up the cordless and heads to his room] Hello? Joe: Hey, TL. It's Joe. Taylor: What's up? Joe: It's Suuundaaay. [Way-too-cheery tone] Taylor: And? Joe: Come on, dude, don't tell me you forgot our ritual. You, me, Drew, and Tristan... Taylor: [He remembers. Sunday afternoons watching football. Me, Joe, Tristan, and Drew. NO CHICKS ALLOWED, was our motto.] Joe: I'm leaving for Tristan's in ten. Be ready. [Line goes dead] Taylor: [Takes a quick shower. He's used to them. When he's pulling on some old sweats and a t-shirt he hears his Mom downstairs fawning over Joe. "I'm so glad you called Taylor, your such a good friend. Here's some left over Chinese food from last night." He swears, she's like an out of control robot. He heads downstairs] Joe: Your mom rocks, TL. Check out all the stuff she packed for us. Taylor: [Glances into the large grocery bag, she must of put half of our refrigerator in there. He's about to hug her, but she picks up a dish rag and starts wiping off the kitchen table when he comes close] Mrs. Lautner: Go on, and have a good time. Taylor: [At Tristan's house ...

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