A play in one act
Characters
Boy
Girl
The scene opens with boy entering a room. The room is a small table with a girl sitting over a laptop, there are books and notebooks on and around the table.
Boy (entering room) Hey girl? Whatcha doin?
Girl: Ugh! Writing for my drama class...
Boy: (laughing) What's the matter? You have to be creative?
Girl: Actually, I have to write a stupid play for my stupid class, and I can't think of anything to write, everything I write sounds completely retarded!
Boy: Oh, sorry, I can help ya out if you want me to? I'm not a student, but I'm pretty smart I think.
Girl: Very funny...yeah, I guess- give me something to write about.
Boy: Now wait a minute, you have to think about it. I'm not just going to tell you what to write. You have to brainstorm.
Girl: Oh my God, did you just say brainstorm, you're such a retard.
Boy: No seriously, lets think about it. (Looks up and touches his face like he's a big thinker) What can you write about for class? Hmmmm..
Girl: Are you serious? Okay, let me think, I have to write a play, so I need an IDEA!
Boy:What do people care about in college, like, what are they into?
Girl: Drinking and good sex? I don't know, thats stupid, this is a play, remember?
Boy: No, I mean, what are the issues? People are into issues and stuff...
Girl: What kind of issues, you mean like pregnancy?
Boy: Yeah, or like abortion or something?
Girl: No way. I did that once. I wrote a paper about suicide and by the end of that class, I really wanted to shoot myself.
Boy: What class is this for?
Girl: Drama, you retard, I already told you!
Boy: (Gets up and starts moving around) Okay, okay. Do you guys, like, read plays and stuff..
Girl: Well yeah...
Boy: What are they about?
Girl: Drama.
Boy: Your being such a bitch- What's drama?
Girl: I'm sorry, I have been trying to write this for like four years, or hours or whatever. I don't really know? It's drama, it's like, you know....Drama!
Boy: Like you girls and your drama!
Girl: (Laughs) yeah, kinda...
Boy: Well what about that?
Girl: Thats the same thing as writing about your abortion, okay. Thats really cheesy. It's not as easy as you thought, is it?
Boy: No, it's actually not.
Girl: I'm screwed.
Boy and girl sit for a moment looking dejected.
Girl: I hate drama anyway. All the plays are miserable.
Boy: It can't be that bad. We don't actually hate it, cause we go to movies and stuff. Let's think like movies instead.
Girl: Really it's not the same, movies are exciting, they have big budgets and explosions.
Boy: Are you talking action, cause I thought girls were into drama, romantic comedies and stuff...
Girl: We like everything.(girl smiles sweetly)
Boy: So what happens in a movie that makes it cool without explosions.
Girl: I don't know, I'm not that funny, either.
Boy: Just write something.
Girl: Just give me an idea?
Boy: What happens in a play?
Girl: Something stupid!
Boy: Write about something stupid.
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Girl: They are usually about something horrible that happens to someone.
Boy: Tragedy, ah yes!
Girl: Yeah, so death...
Boy Or...
Girl: Or what?
Boy: How can you go to class and know nothing about what you're doing there?
Girl: I just am not creative, like you said.
Boy: Try.
Girl: Okay, I'm trying. Now what?
Boy:What are plays like?
Girl: They just have some kind of bad thing that happens to someone, and their lives are usually awful. And you feel all sorry for everyone, or some people. Others are not good...
Boy: They play off peoples fears.
Girl: I guess you could say that. Or make you think about how good it is for you...
Boy: Get a piece of paper, we'll write down things people fear..
Girl: ( raises eyebrows) Am I really trying to write some great play?
Boy: You are trying to come up with an idea for a play for your class.
Girl: (sighs and gets out a piece of paper) fine...
Boy: What are people afraid of?
Girl: Am I writing a horror play?
Boy: No, not that kind of scared, like afraid of being stupid or afraid of being thought of as stupid or something...
Girl: Or not being hott enough?
Boy: Or growing old..
Girl: Or being shallow...
Boy: Or not being loved...
Girl: Fat!
Boy: or being rejected
Girl: or being a loser
Boy: or being poor
girl: touche!
Boy: Did you write any of those down?
Girl: I liked the rejected one, that seems pretty easy.
Boy: (laughs) Why not do all of them?
Girl: That would be lame.
Boy: No, that would be a masterpiece.
Girl: Yeah well, this is for drama class, and it's due tomorrow.
Boy: Break a leg!
Girl: Uh..?
Boy: Thats what they say in theater...
Girl: I'm not going to ask....
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