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Jessie Reynolds (Elisabeth Moss) is a high school student who divides her time between delivering newspapers and emptying large bottles of Jack Daniels into her rather small body.
When she's not doing either of the above, she's trying to attract the attentions of a schoolmate named Shane (Charles Socarides), who'd rather hide out in the back room of the diner where he works and count the daily take, which can't really take as long as he pretends it does, given that the diner staff often outnumbers its patrons.
This small-town dynamic might have gone on forever, with precious few changes, were it not for the defining moment of "Virgin," a low- budget indie -make that a very-low-budget indie - by first-time writer-director Deborah Kampmeier. In it, Jessie, full of Jack, finds the ever-elusive Shane on the fringes of a local teen dance, where he slips her a Quaalude, she slips into unconsciousness and he slips into her.
Everything might have ended there except for two things.
The first you've already figured out: Jessie gets pregnant. But the second you haven't: Jessie wakes up the next morning with no knowledge of having had sex, but absolutely convinced she's pregnant.
It seems it's been revealed to her in a dream: God came to her and told...