INT: SCHOOL HALLWAY - MORNING
PARIS
Hey Lauren!
Lauren turns around.
LAUREN:
P!
They run to each other, give each other their special greeting. Both girls walk down the hallway.
LAUREN: (CONT’D)
How was your weekend?
PARIS
Good. Too good, I didn’t want it to end.
LAUREN
Tuh, say that again.
PARIS
You know how much I hate my class. I have no friends in there. And you know how Ms. Keaton is.
LAUREN
Girl, I had her last year and she is like that with all of us. I only had Sasha to talk to in my class.
PARIS
See! At least you have one.
LAUREN
They still bothering you?
PARIS
Yes! Everyday. It’s like I’m there but not there at the same time.
The bell rings.
LAUREN
Ugh, time for hell. Just picture Ms. Keaton falling down some never ending stairs, that always helps me get
through her lessons.
The two girls laugh in the hallway.
PARIS
You might be onto something. I’ll see you at lunch.
LAUREN
Ok boo!
The two girls part ways.
MS. KEATON, mid-40s white woman.
MS. KEATON
801 LINE UP! 801 LINE UP!
Paris lines up with the rest of the class, she can hear her classmates talking.
RANDOM CLASSMATE
No, you ask her! I don’t want her to get mad at me again.
Paris can feel that her classmates are talking about her. She turns towards them and suddenly the two lines of
children stop talking. Paris turns back around and the chatter continues.
SANDY, 13-years-old, red hair, white girl.
SANDY
Hey, Paris.
PARIS
Hi.
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