Lizzy - 14 year old girl, confident, bad student
Emma - 14 year old girl, quiet, straight A student
April - 14 year old girl, outgoing, tries hard in school
(Lizzy struts on set, looking behind her confidently)
Lizzy: Oh my god, Emma could you be any slower? I thought you wanted to get to class on time…you obviously don’t, walking all slow like that (lifts head up superiorly)
(Emma wearily walks on stage, looking introverted and shy)
Emma: I’m coming Liz...I am just a bit-
Lizzy: You couldn’t possibly be ‘nervous’ for a stupid english test, can you? (Flicks hair and sticks a gummy bear in her mouth)
Emma: Well. I uh, yeah I am nervous for the test. My mum needs me to have straight A’s and if I fail I-
Lizzy: You are all about your mum, (speaks in mocking tone) my mum this, my mum that. Cut it out would you! No-one cares.
Emma: But if I fail...oh don’t worry, let’s just get to class.
(The girls each walk along to the classroom, Lizzy leading)
April: Oh hey girls, the test is today...I’m well nervous
Emma: yeah, me too. I really can’t fail this test, my m-
Lizzy: Emma, get the hint. No-one cares about your stupid mum. And we already speak english, so what’s a writing test gonna do (Lizzy laughs at the girls meanly)
Emma: You didn’t let me finish...but alright
(The school bell sounds and the girls silently queue up with the other kids)
April: (Whispers) Just ignore her Emma. I wouldn’t worry
Teacher: Lizzy, stay behind. We need to discuss your grades…
Lizzy: What the hell?! (rolls eyes directly at teacher) I wanna eat sir...you can’t starve me
Teacher: It will only be for 5 minutes...I am sure you can wait (glares), this is serious Lizzy…
(April grabs Emma’s arm and runs out the class)
April: Sorry...I had to get out of there. I didn’t hurt you did I?
Emma: Nah, don’t worry...should we wait for Liz...or can we go?
(April looks concerned at Emma’s face)
April: I-is that a bruise, she didn’t harm you did she?
Emma: No, no, no...I don’t want to talk about it. Anyway- (tries to change the subject)
April: No we are speaking about it...I don’t like you being around her so much, she was so toxic when we were friends. I know what she is like, she did that to me Emma.
(Emma tears up and looks at April)
Emma: I- Yeah...April why has she done this to me?
April: I don’t know...stay with me for the rest of the day, it's dangerous w-
(Lizzie comes running to the front of the stage and spots the girls chatting, and Emma’s tears falling down her face)
Lizzie: What happened? Did you fail your english test? Is mummy mad at you for getting a B+?
April: (stares madly at Lizzie) Hey, I would appreciate it if you stopped all this...because I know what you have done to her, just as you have destroyed me.
(Lizzie stares at Emma in disbelief)
Lizzie: YOU SAID YOU WOULDN’T TELL ANYONE…(Shouts angrily, tears prickle in her eyes) You betrayed me…
Emma: I didn’t tell. I am so sorry that April saw how hurt I was from the abuse you have put me through. (Emma rushes away in panic to a lonely bench)
April: HEY, EMMA WAIT! Lizzie...how could you do this to not only me...her too?
(April follows Emma to the left of the stage, whilst Lizzie sadly jaunts to the right of the stage)
- Spilt stage begins
(Lizzie enters and knocks on the door)
Lizzie’s mum: Where have you been? I have called you 6 times...you never check your phone. (Threatens to hit Lizzie)
Lizzie: (flinches hard) I- I’m sorry mum...I didn’t mean to, I-
Lizzie’s mum: I don’t wanna hear it...go up to your room, take it as your grounded
(Lizzie darts to the right of the stage on the brim of tears)
(Middle of stage, split stage)
(Emma wearily unlocks her front door)
Emma’s mum: You’re a bit late tonight dear
Emma: Yeah, sorry mum. I had to umm...do something (Lies awkwardly)
Emma’s mum: So, how did the test go?
Emma: Mum, I don’t know...I get the test results next month
Emma’s mum: So your saying I won’t be here to see your no doubt excellent grades...
Emma: Oh mum don’t say that (snuffles sadly)
(Emma’s mum looks at her and pauses to cough harshly into a tissue)
Emma: I’ll go…
(Left side of stage, split stage)
(April wanders into her living room to see her dad asleep on the sofa, beer bottle in hand and many more on the floor)
April: Dad, you up?...Dad...DAD (Volume increases to a shout)
April’s dad: (wakes up) Yeah what do you want?
April: I thought you might wanna know that I am home...alive...not been hit by a car
(April’s dad turns over and falls back asleep noisily)
April: (sighs hard) Wow...very welcoming (mutters quietly)
Note from the author
Hey guys, I don't know what to write next ; if you have any ideas, please leave them below! Also this is my 1st script, so it is definitely far from decent...
Love Rubes x