(here we have my second scene. hopefully, teacher will like it as much as scene 1!)
Scene 2: *after school again, this time by a college*
CHARACTERS: Brant
Bridgette
Teira
Trini
Drein
SCENE 2
*group is sitting on grass, Brant is stressed and sits away from Bridgette*
Bridgette: So, Trini, Teira, are you two seriously going to just go to the dance together? Aren't you getting dates?
*Brant flinches at the words "dance" and "dates".*
Trini: *looks at Teira* I might get a date. I don't know, but hey, if we do get dates, we'll just go as a group.
Teira: *smiles at Trini* Yeah, it would be fun that way. We could tease the boys more! *winks at Trini and Bridgette*
Drein: Bridg, have you asked anyone yet? *nudges Brant's arm, Brant pushes Drein lazily*
Bridgette: No, I haven't yet...I really want to ask someone though. *glances up at Brant* You know, Brant, dances really aren't all that bad. I promise! You would have so much fun, and----
Brant: No...I already told you...they are bad for my health...the doctors said so...*is getting fidgety*
*Bridgette sobs and stands up, frustrated and hurt*
Bridgette: Brant, why don't you want to go to the dance with me? What am I doing wrong here?
Brant: ...!!! ...Bridg...I just don't like...*Bridgette inhales sharply, as though she has taken a blow to the chest suddenly* ....dances...
Trini: Oh sure. Make up that excuse so she isn't completely heartbroken.
Brant: ! ...it's not an excuse...!
Bridgette: Brant Li Brenler, I'm asking you to the dance, like it or not! And I want an answer by the end of this week! *storms off*
Teira: Oh! Take that! You better give her an answer, Brant, or else you're going to be in for the wrath of an angry woman. *walks away with Trini*
Drein: *stands up, sighs, closes eyes, and puts a hand on Brant's shoulder* Dude, you're so screwed right now. My best advice would be to just give an answer as soon as you can. *walks away*
Brant: *stands all by himself, covers face, then runs hands through hair once. He sighs, then sits down, looking stressed.* ...why does this kind of crap happen to me...?
*setting changes to inside Bridgette's room*
Bridgette: *sighs sadly* Why does this happen to me? What do I have to do to get him to just say yes...? *sighs again*
*end of scene 2*
(Scene three will be really interesting, i promise. Hehe.)
