Episode 5 – Taking the Fun Out of Cutting
Modern tech high – hallways – Brian Danvers is putting books in his locker, Lisa Small and Brandon are beside him; having a conversation
Brandon: Ah come on babe! I want to take you out tonight; we’ve been so busy these past few weeks with you and your projects and me with football practice, I hardly see you!
Lisa: I know Brandon, I’m so sorry. But not tonight
Brandon: Babe! You’re breaking my heart
Brian: (to himself) welcome to my world
Brandon: (turns around to Brian) what was that?
Brian: (surprised) Oh! I said nothing, nothing at all
Lisa: Look I’ll make it up to you; this Sunday I’m not doing anything. If you come over my place (Brandon gets closer to her) I’ll make you the best burger you’ll ever have
Brandon: Hmmm, that sounds delicious (starts kissing her)
Brian: (glances at them kissing; getting uncomfortable) Um (the kissing turns into the two making out. Brian tries to look around) Um, Brandon…Lisa? (they don’t hear him) Um, hello? (they continue) alright! (slams the locker really hard making a loud sound that finally catches their attention)
Lisa: (embarrassed) that reminds me I’m super late for class!
Brandon: Yeah me too (kisses Lisa’s cheek) check you later Brian! (fist pumps him and leaves)
Lisa: Sorry about that Brian
Brian: Sorry about what?
Lisa: You know…
Brian: Oh, the “Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation” session?
Lisa: It’s that it’s been such a long time since we’ve been alone. I sometimes feel I haven’t been the good girlfriend lately
Brian: Don’t say that, I find your self-observation to be false
Lisa: Aw, thanks buddy. I think
Brian: Take my word for it, you have done nothing wrong, in my opinion granting each other space is a wise thing to do
Lisa: Wow, you’re right! Man I cant believe you’re single
Brian: (gets sad) I have no other choice but to believe it
(Keith White walks over to Brian and Lisa, with a yellow piece of paper in hand)
Keith: (happy) Hey Bri, Lisa
Keith: (to Brian) dude, did you get your schedule changed?
Brian: Yes I have
Lisa: Schedule changed?
Keith: Bri here doesn’t have to do all eight periods anymore so he gets to leave earlier than us
Lisa: Wow, that’s cool
Brian: (blushing) oh no, no, no it’s nothing really
Keith: The principal gave him only 6 periods but with an extra class that he can choose (smiles at Brian) and what class did you ask them to put, buddy?
Brian: Um, band class
Keith: (excited) oh yeah! Band class! Bri is going to be with us that period!
Brian: Unfortunately I passed down the chemistry class for it but I have hopes this will pay off
Keith: You saw your schedule?
Brian: I haven’t had the time…
Keith: (interrupts) don’t worry I have a copy (shows him the yellow paper)
Brian: How in the world did you…
Keith: (interrupts, reading the schedule) “first period – PE class, second – science , third – English Lit., fourth – math, fifth – lunch and sixth” (stops reading then looks confused) “math 2”?
Brian: “math 2”?
Lisa: “math 2”?
Keith: What in the hell is “math 2”!?
(Alex and Gregz Mitchell enters when they hear “math 2”)
Alex: “math 2” is that class I take
Keith: You take that class?
Gregz: “math 2” is basically math class for (looks at Alex) special people
Alex: Oh thanks Gregz (happy)
Brian: No! I-I-it must be a mistake!
Alex: So who has “math 2”?
(Keith, Lisa, and Gregz points to Brian)
Alex: Hey cool! You’re special just like me!
Modern tech high – cafeteria – Keith, Gregz, Brian and Alex are sitting in their table eating
Keith: I am so pissed, dude
Alex: I know right!? I asked them for extra dipping sauce for my fish sticks! But nothing! (pounds the table with his hands) GOD! I hate this school!
(the boys looks at him for a second; awkwardly)
Keith: (breaks the silence) anyway, Bri you have to talk to Mr. Jay about your schedule!
Brian: I know, I know
Keith: You need band class in there, just like us!
Brian: That is the very first thing I’m going to bring up when I speak with Mr. Jay
Gregz: Yeah, instead of talking about equations and fractions like if it’s sporting events
Alex: Seriously dude, I’ve seen you guys giggle when you divide numbers
Brian: (giggles then smiles) oh in-proper fractions, good times, good times
Alex: (pointing somewhere) guys look!
(the boys look at where Alex is pointing. A blonde girl is arguing with a tall boy by the line; causing a scene)
Girl: (upset) so that’s where you were last Friday!? With Michelle!
Guys: No, you don’t understand it wasn’t like that…
Girl: (screams) LIAR!!!
Guy: Come on, keep it down everyone is listening now
Girl: I don’t give a crap! You lied to me! You were with that slut! (slaps the guy across the face)
(Alex gets excited and laughs)
Keith: What the hell just happen? Chris and Dharma were like the best couple in school
Alex: (smiles) yeah used too
Brian: What did you do? (pauses) this time?
Alex: Remember the blog I made? Where I posted my thoughts on life?
Keith: You have thoughts?
Alex: I made a new blog! This one is about gossip!
Alex: Yep! I call it my “gossip java” I start rumors around the school and just wait until it spreads
Keith: No way!
Brian: You’re spreading rumors? How can you live with yourself?
Alex: My blog just reached 100 followers! 100 followers! This is awesome!
Gregz: You’re creating chaos, its perfect.
Alex: You see? Even Gregz likes the idea
Keith: Yeah of course, that’s like getting approval from Satan
Math class – Mr. Jay is walking around the room handing the students paper
Mr. Jay: Now kids, last week’s quiz was just a warm up for the test I’m going to hand out this Friday (all the students moan) oh grow up! My dog gets higher grades than all of you…if he was human of course…and If owned a dog…Or even have the money to afford one…
(Vicky Green enters the class room; Mr. Jay looks at her upset and points to his watch)
Mr. Jay: Ms. Green, you’re late again!
Vicky: (not caring) I know (takes her seat)
Mr. Jay: If you keep coming late to my class, there won’t be any chance of you passing
Vicky: My daddy is on the board of ED
Mr. Jay: Good point (looks at his watch) well class the period is almost over but I just have to tell you all that its never too late to study, Friday’s test is going to have (the bell rings all the students gets up from their seats and rush out of the class room) alright, alright! Good day to you all
Brian: (packing his book bag, then walks over to Mr. Jay) Mr. Jay can I discuss a matter with you?
Mr. Jay: Of course Mr. Danvers, you want to do another equation? I bought a new sharpener for this occasion
Brian: Oh no, no. not this time. And I also bought a new calculator (smiles) but it’s not what I wanted to discuss
Mr. Jay: What is it? (collecting the papers from every desk)
Brian: It’s about my program change, on my 7th period class I requested band class instead I have “math 2”
Mr. Jay: That’s correct
Brian: Obviously I don’t want to be coy, but I don’t need “math 2” compare me to all my fellow students I seem to be the one that takes care of the drunk monkeys
Mr. Jay: “drunk monkeys”?
Brian: I get curious and explore the internet…at times
Mr. Jay: I know you don’t need another math class, especially a class that is only for people like…
Mr. Jay: Yes, of course. The way I see it, you can practically teach this class
Brian: Why do I have it then?
Mr. Jay: Simple, I don’t want you to have band class
Brian: (shocked) e-e-excuse me?
Modern tech high – the boy’s bathroom – Brian is washing his hands, Keith is on the urinal
Keith: That is so messed up; did he really say all that?
Brian: Yes, yes he did
Keith: Mr. Jay is such a dirt bag! I swear, what else did the dufus said?
Brian: He said if I continue attending your jam sessions I’ll probably end up like you
Keith: (finishes up) whoa! (flushes the urinal) that’s it! I’m officially pissed now (walks over to the sink)
Brian: I didn’t know how to feel at that moment, he described himself as my mentor
Keith: (gets upset) dude! I’m your mentor! Don’t let his evil words get to you! That’s how all math teachers are, they tell you things that you want to hear and then when you don’t know it you end up as their slaves
Brian: I think your overreacting
Keith: (agitated) do you want to be his slave, Bri?
Brian: Of course not!
Keith: Do you want to be a slave!?
Brian: No! Never! Unless Lisa is looking for a…
Keith: (interrupts) Listen up! You have “math 2” in two periods
Keith: Instead of going to his class, you’re going to be with us; in band class
Brian: Wait, are you suggesting that I not attend my class to be in your class? Isn’t that…
Keith: Yep, cutting class
Brian: That is out of the question, Keith
Keith: What? Why not?
Brian: I will never “cut” class; I devote my life to education
Keith: But you don’t need that class, you said it yourself!
Brian: Yes true, but I still have my dignity and self-respect!
Keith: What self-respect? Dude think about it if you go to that class that just means Mr. Jay has got a hold of your man parts!
Brian: “man parts”?
Keith: Bri, does Mr. Jay has a hold on your man parts?
Brian: No! My goodness no!
Keith: Well it looks like he does and I don’t like the way he’s using them
Brian: (upset, opens his mouth but stops and thinks)
The hallways – Vicky is texting on her phone, she’s with her friends Shelly and Debby
Vicky: I told Becky her blue top was pretty
Vicky: Pretty disturbing (giggles)
Debby: (chuckles) totally!
Shelly: She’s so fat
(Steve, a big muscular guy walks up to Vicky, upset)
Steve: Vicky, we need to talk
Vicky: Hi, hun
Steve: I read in the “gossip java” blog that you were going to break up with me, is it true?
Vicky: (surprised, looks at Shelly and Debby, then smiles) Oh! Wow! Um, yeah (fakes sadness) I’m so sorry Jack...
Vicky: Whatever, it just couldn’t work out sorry
Steve: I hate you! (walks away)
Vicky: (laughs) wow! That was easy; “gossip java” just saved me time and money on this one. Yay for me
Shelly: John was such a loser anyway
Debby: It was Steve
Vicky: Who cares!? (back to texting)
Band Class – The room is big with a classroom of students playing their respected instruments - Keith is standing by the rows of guitars, Gregz is cleaning his drum cymbals, Alex is playing around with the piano and Brian is sitting in the chair nervous
Brian: W-w-where is the teacher?
Keith: Relax; Mr. Jones is like 90 years old he won’t know anything
Alex: He doesn’t even know himself
Brian: So where is he?
Gregz: He’s probably dead
(the rest of the students laugh)
Brian: I am in so much trouble!
Keith: Dude, no you’re not! I told you you’re doing the right thing!
Brian : “cutting class” is the right thing?
Alex: It’s always the right thing! (gets a message from his phone) Oh! (checks his phone) oh cool my “gossip java” just reached 250 followers! My blog is so popular! (a girl stops playing with her xylophone and walks up to Alex)
Petra: You’re in charge of “gossip java”
Alex: Yeah Petra, cool right?
Petra: (yells) “cool”!? YOU SON OF A BITCH!! You ruined my life! (attempts to choke Alex)
Alex: (gets up from the piano seat and runs away while Petra is chasing him) SEE YOU GUYS LATER!
Gregz: That’s the official end of his blog
Brian: I-I-I need to get out of here
Keith: Hey don’t worry about it, Petra is crazy but she’s not after you
Brian: I am not talking about that! (gets up) I need to go to Jay’s class before it’s too late
No! You’re just going to lose
Brian: Lose what? What am I going to lose? Please do tell
Keith: It’s all mind games Bri, by you staying here you’re just proving that you have a mind of your own, following your dreams and will not be picked on by guys like Mr. Jay! Don’t lose the mind games bro; it’s all we have to beat Mr. Jay to show him that we’re not people he can push around! (pauses everyone in the class stops what their doing and applaud and cheer ) thanks guys, man I feel like I should have won an Oscar with that speech!
(by the doorway of the band class, Mr. Jay is standing; clapping slowly and grinning)
Mr. Jay: Good speech Mr. White (everyone stops clapping, Brian freezes up with fear)
Keith: Oh crap
Mr. Jay: “mind games” uh?
Brian: M-m-m-Mr. Jay I apologize
Mr. Jay: Save it Mr. Danvers, we’ll talk later (enters the room)
Keith: You’re an evil dude, a really, really, really evil dude
Gregz: (sarcastic) that’s telling him, Keith
Mr. Jay: How can you say I’m “evil”? I’m helping him and all my students. Is that “evil”?
Keith: You’re manipulating him! You’re forcing him to take that class and not letting him do what he wants
Mr. Jay: I think he doesn’t like music as much as you do, Mr. Danvers would just go for mathematics just like me!
Keith: I’m not letting Bri become you!
Brian: (yells) stop! Stop! Stop it! Both of you stop it! (Keith and Mr. Jay stops arguing) can’t the both of you see it? You’re both trying to make me like yourselves! Keith, your trying to turn me into a “rockstar” and you Mr. Jay you’re trying to turn me into a “mathematician” but no! I’m not trying to be your dreams! I just want to be…
Gregz: (interrupts) a nerd? (the students giggle)
Brian: (gives Gregz a look) a little bit of those things (packs up and starts to leave the room) I’m going to change my schedule (leaves)
Keith: (stunned) wow
Mr. Jay: I’m dumbfounded
Keith: (smiles) I’m glad you found out your dumb
Mr. Jay: (sarcastic ) amusing
Gregz: I think we need to find Mr. Jones; the old man has been in the bathroom for 40 minutes
Brian’s house – Brian’s bedroom – Brian is sitting on his computer chair typing on the computer and talking on his phone
Brian: Yes Keith, I changed my schedule back to 8 periods, yes. I just had too. No, no, I have to apologize for saying all that to you. I agree. (pause) What am I doing now? Just cross-referencing molecular levels, no it’s not boring. Alright goodnight
(hangs up the phone. Types some more finally stops and watches a video. Monkey sounds is heard)
(laughs) oh Mr. Zingos, better not keep drinking that whiskey! (laughs while more monkey sounds is heard)
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