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Rated: 18+ · Script/Play · Teen · #207261
i saw you through your bedroom window..

ACT 2

> (the school bell rings loud and shrill)

> (highschoolers are everywhere in the halls busily talking,searching and fooling around)

> girl#1: i know what you did this summer.

> girl#2: what?

> girl#1: i saw you with my brother.

> (scene quickly moves to 3 boys)

> boy#1: (laughs) spike finally decided to find a new owner?(laughs)

> boy#2: quit laughing. he was a great bulldog. we were best of friends.

> boy#1: he's your friend? then,what am i supposed to be?

> boy#3: a bitch.

> (scene quickly moves to a boy and a girl)

> girl#3: (hugs the boy) i missed you.

> boy#4: ..yeah.

> girl#3: (breaks apart slowly) what's wrong?

> boy#4: during the summer,i , i...(looks at the floor) i met a girl.

> girl#3: (face falls but forces a smile) so what? friends..i've got some too.

> boy#4: no,it's different. we're not just friends.

> girl#3: you're not telling me-

> boy#4: i'm sorry,jane..i've been thinking a lot too.

> girl#3: thinking of what?

> boy#4: of, of us. what else?

> girl#3: so, what have you come up with,dawson? what were we?

> boy#4: we're still friends, you know that.

> girl#3: there's a difference between love and friendship.

> boy#4: jane.(tries to get hold of her)

> girl#3: (screaming) get off me!

> (people quiet down and start staring)

> boy#4: (darts nervous glances) please,jane. i don't want to end it like this.

> girl#3: you're the one who's trying to end it. don't make me the bad guy.

> boy#4: i didn't know it would be like this.

> girl#3: (tears swelling) i would have never guessed.

> boy#4: i'm sorry.

> girl#3: no,you're not. you just want to get rid of me. you expected and wanted our relationship to crash. i bet you never loved me at all.

> boy#4: jane,there is no such thing as 'everlasting love'.

> girl#3: (frowning) what?

> boy#4: there's always an end to everything.

> girl#3: ..(trembling) i, i understood. you're completely fucked up! ( turns around and dashes off)

> boy#4: (quietly) you're right. i'm completely fucked up.

> (girl#3 bumps into stella)

> stella: sorry, are you ok?

> (the girl rushes off without a word or a glance)

> (stella goes to her locker and takes off her bag)

> -do you want to die, stella?

> stella: (doesn't turn around) jack, i thought you would get better during the summer, you only got worse.

> jack: i don't know what you're talking about.

> stella: i got your letter. i almost cried of joy.

> jack: was i supposed to write to you?

> stella: 'pass this 5 people. if not sent within 1 week, you will die.
i practically memorized the letter. so,how will i die? are you just gonna stab me with the butcher knife or do i get to pick, or is it just some kind of 'forces of nature' thing, like a bolt of lightning?

> jack: no, i want to get my hands on you, first.

> stella: can't wait.

> jack: i know. i want to hear your screams loud and clear.(leans close to her)

> stella: playing stupid jokes is your specialty.(moves away)

> jack: actually, it's more of a mission.

> stella: you know, to tell you the truth, nobody really enjoys them, except you.

> jack: it's a pity.

> stella: (nodding) i know.

> (suddenly people crowd around something, noisily)

> boy#2: spike was my, my life. he was my hero!

> chelsea: um,do you have anything else to share,besides the fact that your dog ran away?

> boy#2: ...no.

> chelsea: did anybody do something memorable over the summer?

> (people start talking at once)

> chelsea: uh..you have to raise your hand.

> girl#4: (raising hand) over here.

> (chelsea motions the boy holding the camera to start recording)

> chelsea: can you please tell us what you did during the summer..

> girl#4: britney spears.(flashes a dazzling smile at the camera)

> chelsea: britney-uh-britney spears.

> girl#4: well, my boyfriend and i (pauses to smile and wave)..

> (chelsea rolls her eyes)

> girl#4: we shared something really special and i will never forget it.

> chelsea: so, britney, could you talk about what you guys did?

> girl#4: we did it. it was hot! i love you justin!

> (the people around them applaud and cheer)

> chelsea: (to the camera boy) cut the recording. (to girl#4) look, christina.

> girl#4: britney.

> chelsea: whatever. this is not the latest issue of 'seventeen'. keep the gossip stuff to yourself and your sweetheart, justin.

> girl#4: wait, i just wanna show you my new outfit.(displays her black leather miniskirt and pink tube top) how do you like it?

> chelsea: it's really you. roger, let's do this later.

> roger: (puts down the camera) but, this is our chance. we can't do it, later.

> chelsea: don't worry. there's always people around. see you later.

> (walks to where jack and stella are)

> (roger and girl#4 watches her go)

> girl#4: (to roger) do i look ok?

> roger: is your boyfriend's name justin timberlake?

> (scene moves to chelsea, jack, and stella)

> chelsea: britney spears, over there, acts and talks like the soda pop princess,herself. the tiny skirt,the tiny top,she's got the clothes.
> (imitates her) i love you justin! (rolls eyes)

> stella: (laughs) she's quite cute, you know.

> chelsea: her?(looks at the girl) well, she has the cute face and sugary voice-but, definitely not the body. that girl is as flat as a pancake.

> jack: maybe she needs to pump them up and get 'stronger'.

> chelsea: since when did you become interested in britney spears?

> jack: from time to time, i watch 'mtv'.

> chelsea: that explains it. so, how did it go,over the summer?

> stella: as usual. trite and boring.

> jack: ditto.

> chelsea: (narrows eyes at jack) someone had fun looking into someone's bedroom, last night. you arrived home safely, jack?

> jack: yes, but you just have to teach me those funky dance steps, chelsea. my god, i thought it was jennfer lopez that dyed her hair to blonde, last night. then seconds later, i realized it was just chelsea love with blonde hair.

> chelsea: hey, i'm on sexist overdrive as it is, let's drop this.

> jack: sorry. i wasn't the one that commented on some chick, about her flat body.

> stella: what are you guys talking about?

> (chelsea and jack's eyes meet)

> chelsea+jack: nothing.

> stella: ok. look, it's almost time for class. see you later.(leaves)

> chelsea: (in a low voice) thanks.

> jack: don't mention it.(smiles mischieviously)
> (bell rings)

>
> THIS IS THE END OF ACT 2. MORE PEOPLE, MORE SILLINESS.
> THANKS FOR READING. PLEASE RATE THIS.
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