PETER: What can I say? I was right, wasn’t I?
WENDY: Why are you even asking? You just know everything, don’t you?
(Footsteps are heard from offstage. Someone is approaching the door with a
flashlight.)
Quick! Duck!
PRINCIPAL O.S.: Yeah, I’m gonna go check the library. Yeah, go look back over by the
auditorium. I gotta check this out first.
(Footsteps grow louder as the PRINCIPAL, in a scarlet jacket, approaches
the door. Peter and Wendy try to stop themselves from laughing as they hide.
Wendy ducks under the study table and Peter stands behind a bookcase,
trying to avoid the light from the door. Principal enters with a flashlight and
trips over Peter’s backpack.)
OOF! Split my infinitives!
(Looks at the backpack closer with his flashlight.)
Peter! Shoulda known. That hooky. Sneaking in here after hours. No knowing what that
delinquent’s up to.
(Shines his flashlight around the room. Peter dodges the beam deftly as Wendy watches from under the table, trying hard not to burst out laughing.)
Peter, is that you?
(Stops moving for a moment. The clock on the wall can now clearly be heard
in a loud tick-tock. This startles the principle, who jumps and points his flashlight at the clock. Embarrassed.)
Anyone in here? Dumb kids. One day I’ll catch that Peter in the act. Does he have it coming!
(Grabs Peter’s backpack and starts to leave.)
Down to lost and found with you. Wonder if he’ll even be clever enough to look for you in
such an obvious place.
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