A: I'm super, duper, pooper nervous. I don't know if I can do it.
B: Don't be. Your hair is looking slick. Smile for me.
A smiles
B: Perfection. Now do a twirl...this is one rad, bad-boy outfit. You got this in the bag.
A: Thanks, I can always count on you. Today, I'm a big boy... a man, really.
B: Don't get ahead of yourself, Bud. Do it first.
A: Okay, okay I'm going. Ugh...this is scary.
B: No it isn't. What can go wrong?
B pushes A
A walks forward to a table with a single girl dowing her homework.
A: Sarah Jenkins...
Girl looks up, staring earnestly at A
C: Yes? Hi.
A: Sarah Jenkins...Ms. Sarah Jenkins, will you... WILL YOU GO TO PROM WITH ME?
C: Uh. I don't speak english. I've gotta go.
C pushes past A
A: Oh, okay.
Hey wait, you CAN speak english. You're speaking it right now.
A runs after C
C: AHHHHHHHH. Help, some nerd is chasing me!!! Someone help me.
A slows down. B comes up to him.
B: It's okay Bud, there are other fish in the sea.
A: Why the HELL are you talking about fishing?
B: It's a meta-
A: It's ever, my life is over.
A falls to the floor. He begins to...
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
B looks over to a girl staring.
B: This is a man.
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