One night with Haley, Emily, and Shayne

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Cast:

Haley-Prep, loves herself, and can’t leave home without her phone
Emily-Shy bookworm with a surprisingly loud scream
Shayne- Always happy, but very very sensitive girl
Ghost- uuhh.. an evil ghost?


Lights up on stage. We find HALEY off Left, texting, while EMILY sitting in corner with nose in a book.

HALEY: (to EMILY) I don’t see why your so obsessed with books.. I mean, why read when you can live life?
EMILY: (Talking through book) what life?


HALEY shakes her head, scoffing. We hear humming coming off right… SHAYNE comes skipping in, humming Yankee Doodle

SHAYNE: Hia everybody!!!
HALEY: (obsessing over texting) Mmmhmm..
EMILY: (reading) Yep
SHAYNE: Guess what I did?
EMILY: uuuhhhh

HALEY presses more buttons with her phone

SHAYNE: (starting to cry) but but…. This is the bestest news since forever!
EMILY: (looks up startled) wha- whats your news?
SHAYNE: (screaming) I got a new pretty pink binder!
HALEY: (looking up confused) Wow.. I’ve never heard you like that before. Strange…
SHAYNE: I felt like being quiet today.
EMILY: Oh..
HALEY: (reading phone) listen to this! Somebody sent me this text message!
EMILY: Don’t you get text messages all the time?
HALEY: Yeah, but this one is important.. Listen! (reading aloud) “There is a ghost in the old emberwood house. Watch out, and warn others!!! If you do not send this message in the next 5 minutes, the ghost will kill you all..”
SHAYNE: Oooohh creepy!!!
HALEY: Yeah, I’d better answer it right now... (Begins to text, but stops when doorbell rings) I’ll get it!!!!!

HALEY exits off Right, leaving phone on floor.

EMILY: (calling after her) Haley!!! You forgot to finish the messa- oh forget it.. Its some dumb old superstition anyways.. ( starts reading again)
SHAYNE: what if some old ghost gets us?

EMILY ignores her, still reading. Oblivious to the girls, there is an old sign above them, that says: EMBERWOOD

HALEY runs in on Right, running and screaming, then exits off Left

SHAYNE: (giggling) whats her problem?

GHOST comes floating in.

GHOST: Beware!! I will kill you all!!!

Emily screams so loud that even GHOST covers his/her ears, then faints.

SHAYNE: Hmmph.. whats her problem? (Looks up and sees GHOST) OMG!!!!!! Your Tom Cruse!
GHOST: uuhh….yeah…Hmmm..this is going to end badly..
SHAYNE: I love you Tom!!!!!!! (Starts to chase the ghost around room) I love you I love you I love you!!!! (chases him off of Left)

SHAYNE comes back into room

SHAYNE: oops I forgot… (drags EMILY off left)

Lights down
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Interesting short play, could be quite funny on stage. Seems like it could be in a set of shorts about silly little teenage things, such as not forwarding text messages like that etc. It reminds me of the Myspace movie on youtube! You should watch that :wink:

Just a few notes:

EMILY: (calling after her) Haley!!! You forgot to finish the messa- oh forget it.. Its some dumb old superstition anyways.. ( starts reading again)
SHAYNE: what if some old ghost gets us?

EMILY ignores her, still reading. Oblivious to the girls, there is an old sign above them, that says: EMBERWOOD

Just a small thing, but you repeated the word 'old' three times here, you should change at least one of them.

OMG!!!!!! Your Tom Cruse!

Should be 'you're'.


SHAYNE: I love you Tom!!!!!!! (Starts to chase the ghost around room) I love you I love you I love you!!!! (chases him off of Left)

That really reminds me of the guy in the bathrrom in Mean Girls 'Oh my God, Danny Devito I love your work!'



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