Brandon s. Thompson
Written July 1998

Before the curtains even open the entire cast of main characters enter, all 14. The Cast includes DAVID LeREN, SIMON ROCKWOOD, ASHLEY BENNET, RONDAL FERRIS, DEBRA MAROWITZ, RONDA PARKER, TOM BELLIN, ALLAN TERRIS, RACHEL HUNTER, TAMARA CASIDY, BRYAN HALE, SUSANA TESIK, JACK FOSTER and JACOB BANNISTER. They all stand faces to the audience with an off balance making them look very individual and not at all like a group, yet they all seem to be very together. Close and personal. The scene all in all should look very suspicious and odd, like something wasn't right. They are all contrasted widely, almost to contradict one another. They speak in no revealing order The Song "MY GENERATION" by the Who comes on, strong at first, then quiets down when the actors begin to speak, eventually fading out totally.

Rondal- What do you think when you see us?
Rachel- A pretty face?
Susana- Strength?
Debra- Death?
Jack- Weakness?
Ashley- A miracle?
Bryan- A mistake?
Ronda- innocence?
Tom- Cruelty?
Tamara- A pair of breasts?
David- Brilliance?
Simon- The beginning?
Allan- Or the end?
Jacob-Yourselves?
Bryan- Or your future?
Allan- Cause we're all of those things.
Jacob- Yeah, and more.
Ashley- We tear down the walls you built.
Bryan- Yeah... and build new ones.
David- So what if we don't know what we mean yet.
Ronda- Uh-huh, you say that we have no limits, but- that's so restraining.
Debra- If we don't have you to look up to- then what do we have?
David- I really don't think you understand us.
Tamara- Right, there's more to my life then just boys.
Ashley- And mine.
Rachel- And mine.
Bryan- It's just so hard to see how different out similarities are- us and you.
Jacob- Not that we can say that alone either.
Simon- It's a group effort.
Jack- You scratch our backs, we'll scratch yours.
Susana- Maybe we are talking all in vain.
Rondal- Maybe not.
Tom- Just think of how much better life could be for you and I.
David- That's right- All we need is a- a-
Bryan- Common ground.
Allan- It's the way we are though, isn't it?
Susana- All around the world. In any place.
Simon- But this isn't just any place
Jacob- No, way. This is our common ground.
Susana- No matter how-
Bryan- Uncommon we are.
Ashley- Doesn't matter.
All- Welcome to Diver City High.

(They all branch off half going stage left the other stage right in a fury of organized chaos, criss-crossing here and there, trying to avoid to much touch. There should be a certain individuality to the whole mess. When all 13 of them are on stage, BRYAN who hasn't moved an inch, is left out still, CS, staring off into space.)

Bryan- (Still half dazed and sounding almost inspiring) Wouldn't it be a miracle, God? Wouldn't that be a miracle?

(He exits, stage left. The Curtains open and the light falls SR to DAVID. He is in a little paper hat and apron. He stands at a small, but high table, looking stupid. He busies himself as he is at work at the "Jiffyburger" fast food place.)

David- High school? Huh! Seems like an eternity ago, only a year really though... Not even that. July, August, Septemb- Wow, only 4 months ago! I can't believe that. It seems longer. But good old Diver City High, that was a school! Those were the good ole' days. I was just coasting through life, just one step at a time. No worries. I was idolized, followed- I really meant something there. I made a difference. Now, look at me, the great and mighty David LaRen, flippin' burgers, chopping fries and sweeping up after the man. Here the only thing I'm accomplishing is getting the goddam floors cleaner then they were when I first came. I don't know what happened, one night you go to sleep a king and bang- regicide. You wake up the next morning and you gotta start all over with the same old shit. Start at the bottom and work your way up. And what am I doin' here? Paying for my damn car, that bum-job, poor excuse for an apartment they got me locked up in and the grease-burgers I eat while on duty. This is not all it was promised to be. I mean, at the graduation our theme was "Reach for the Stars". I'm reaching, but I guess I just ain't tall enough. I don't know if I ever will be, I'm just one step ahead of the second before, that's all. That sort of gets under your skin, you know. But I'm stuck here right now. For the time being, I got nowhere else to be.

(Light comes up on the CAFE. Mostly just a bunch of seats and small tables set around the stage in no particular order, most likely arranged and rearranged by students to fit their needs. There is a back drop that reads "DIVER CITY HIGH". The first student focused on will be ALLAN, he sits lazily at the table, joined by no one at the time. A school bell rings)

Allan- It's actually kind of a scary thought. Getting out, I mean. Well, really! What do we do after this ride? College, University, the work world? That is if we even graduate, right? It's not going to be quite as easy as everybody makes it out to be and to tell you the truth, I'm scared absolutely shittless. What's gunna happen to all of us? I can't see how I'm going to just drop this life and move onto the next. I have friends here and more importantly, a perfect girlfriend, how'm I s'posed to just forget that. Right here and now I've got a lot more then I might out there and I'm not sure I like the idea of taking a risk like that. I'm not exactly one for risk- Ever. I've gone to the same school now for the past 4 years and I don't want to take that and throw it all away! But- University? That's a real big word for a young man like me. I'm not ready for all that- that- that... freedom. No, no- I just don't think I can handle that, I just don't. Here at this school, I'm sort of safe, out there in the real world, my writing could lead me down into a ditch of misery. Here I actually make money off of it! All the kids who... aren't... that... bright come to me with their money and pay me to do their essays. Huh, I can't get a job, there just isn't enough work, so it's a living, even if just a petty and dishonest one. But, I'm gunna have to face it sooner or later, because there's just no escaping it. Time, I mean. It catches up to all of us, no matter where we go. I guess that's why I'm so damn worried about it all, maybe.

(As he finishes the lights come up on TAMARA. She's sitting alone at her table, looking bitterly over at ALLAN. He notices her and waves politely. She extends the same courtesy and when he looks away, she gives him a look)

Tamara- Look at him. He's got a great girlfriend and he's flirting with me. Sure, it looks like an innocent wave, but men will be men and I know men. Always on the look out for a tighter ass and longer legs. Ugh! They make me so mad! They can never be happy with what they have! Their all children, I swear it! Can't they think past their testosterone? EVER? My God. They goof off all day and then lunch comes which drives them all to their little cars like idiots to go out into the field and drink, or they stay here and flirt with the girls. What possesses them to do that? I had no idea that a few body parts and slimmer hips could make such a huge difference! I mean, just... WOW! right? Sometimes I wonder if instead of spanking them when their born, the doctors just drop them on their heads! I am so glad I was born a girl, because, you know, I don't think I could take that kind of immature stupidity long before I killed myself! Always, constantly hitting on anything with 2 breast and a pulse rate! I swear, if I ever get married it will be for either money or- or.. or.. I don't know "or", maybe there isn't one. Boys just get it so easy! They can get jobs almost effortlessly, equal rights my rosy red tush! They pee standing up, they don't get periods and they can have consequence free sex, any time they want! And then, guess who gets left with the little atomic bomb of joy? Us girls! I tell you, their all a bunch of relentless, sexist, pig-headed jerks! The day I ever take ANY interest in guys is the day Hell freezes over, that I can promise you! But really, men are SO juvenile! They take life as just one big joke! So- inconsiderate and so uncaring and incapable of compassion (Scoffs). Dead posts every one of them. We women, we have to have style and manner. "Behave like a proper lady" my mother would say! You never hear 'Behave like a proper boy" do you? Of course not, because boys are so favored it's not even funny. In this day and age, we have to fight just to walk down the street! Oh look, here comes that little jerk Ron. I bet he's come just to make fun of me and flaunt machoism! I bet that's the way it is! I just bet!

(RONDAL comes over and sits beside her. He is a rather slight kid, not the best looking, but not exactly ugly. If he put on a little meat he might be more attractive, but he's dressed normal enough)

Rondal- Hello, Tamara.
Tamara - Here it comes, I can just feel it. "Nice shoes, they go really very nicely with your breasts" Or, 'Your breath smells nice today, might I taste it?" or some stupid pick up line. All men are a like, you know. They all think their God's gift to the fairer sex! Oh, well- Better say something! (Looks at RONDAL) Oh, hello Ron.
Rondal- You know I was just thinking, you know, with the dance coming so soon, I thought maybe you might like to, you know, go with me. I don't have car, but I could borrow dad's and pick you up at your place- That is, uhh, if no ones asked already!
Tamara - Oh, no, nobodies asked.
Rondal- Then, is that a yes?
Tamara - I guess. I mean I'd hate to show up alone.
Rondal- Really? Here's my number, call me to make arrangements please. And thank you.
Tamara- (Standing up) Well, look I gotta go. I should really go and study or something.
Rondal- Alright
Tamara- (Looking at the audience) I can't believe I got asked to the dance! This is SOOO exciting! oh boy, what am I gunna wear?

(She scuttles off. It's now RONDAL's turn to speak)

Rondal- (Sighs) Well, that just about covers it. I can't believe she even said yes. I just hope she doesn't back out of it. Well, honestly, she didn't seem to thrilled about it. Not that I can blame her. I'm not exactly Tom Bellin, school council president or anything, I'm Rondal Ferris, school loser. That's me, take it or leave it. Most people leave it. As you can tell I'm not very lucky with the girls- Actually come to think of it, I'm not lucky with anyone. I haven't really got any friends. Just a few guys I know and we don't hang out a lot. We just meet after school and go to the arcade once in a while. That's about it. I don't really think I should hope for much more though. I think I'm probably well off to have that. I just wish I could tie a not some where down the line to stop me from slipping down any further. Well, maybe this dance will help with that. What am I saying? One dance changing my whole life? One to many hits in the head with a ringing book I think. At least I managed to get a date with a nice girl, that's a start, isn't it? Maybe that's all it takes is a little start like that. I dunno.

(The light comes up on DEBRA who walks in followed by a few of her friends)

Debra- Well, look what we got here. How you doin' muffin?
Rondal- Ummm.. okay, I guess. What do you guys want?
Debra- We want you out of our place.
Rondal- I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your's.
Debra- Well, you better make a note of that sweetheart, because if I catch you in my seat again, I'm gunna rip your f--kin' nuts off. Is that clear, marshmallow?
Rondal- Yeah, Crystal.
Debra- Crystal what?
Rondal- Crystal clear, miss.
Debra- Yeah, well- Get your ass outta here before me and my friends here move it for you. And I promise, our way will leave more bruises.
Rondal- Yes, alright. (He goes to pick up his lunch to leave)
Debra- Hey, wait, leave the food. I ain't ate yet.

(He picks up his books and scanters off. They all sit, DEBRA on one of the men's' laps. He puts his arm around her and she goes through RONDAL's lunch bag)

Debra- What the- Shit! Nothing but pussy crap. Look at this, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I thought only four year olds pissed around with shit like this. Apple juice in a drinking box. Christ, look animal crackers! What a puss. What are we gunna do for lunch now.

Guy- (The one whose lap she seems to be occupying) Hey, don't worry about that, Jag. I'll go out and get you something form that little hole down the street.
Debra- Yeah, whatever.
Guy- Trust me, Jag, baby.
Debra- Okay, where's your car?
Guy- No. You stay here. I'll be right back.
Debra- Fuck that! No way man! I'm commin' with you.
Guy- Look b-tch, you wanna eat or not?
Debra- Yeah.
Guy- Then wait here. You got it? (No answer) Answer me. Did you hear me?
Debra- Y- yeah. Yeah I did.
Guy- Okay then. Now we'll be right back.

(He kisses her on the forehead and exits with everyone else)

Debra- Yeah, I know what your thinkin'. But don't, alright, I don't need your fuckin' sympathy, okay. Besides, he's a nice guy most of the time. He just gets excited when I try to... tell him things. But I can live with that, you know, it's cool. Besides, I won't be with him long. Never am. Then I'll probably be eating my lunch off of someone else's double barreled discount. Besides, this guy supposed to be great in bed. Nothing lost, nothing gained, right. That's sort of the lay of land around here and you either respect it or your ass is trash man. That's it. But I think men are kinda cute when the act all macho like that. who am I kidding, I did think that, like, forever ago, but now- Ugh... I just don't know anymore. I really don't expect them to come back either. They've all gone out drinking, maybe to have sex with some liquor bought whore. A warm up for me, I guess. I do take comfort in knowing one thing though, I'm one step above who ever he's banging now. (She gets up to go) You'll have to buy me dinner before I let you sleep with me.

(She exists. In walks RONDA. She travels over to ALLAN and sits beside him)

Ronda- Hey there, cutie.
Allan- Ronda! I thought you were never going to get here.
Ronda- I know, I'm sorry. My teacher wanted me to stay a bit after class today.
Allan- What did you do?
Ronda- Ah! You men, your so negative!
Allan- Oh, really?
Ronda- (She starts to sit) Yes really. I just said I had to stay after class, you just think right off that I did something.
Allan- Really then, what was it?
Ronda- Mr. Donaldson just wanted to ask me about pictures for the year book.
Allan- But your not even in year book.
Ronda- No, the ones I told you I was drawing, remember?
Allan- Oh right, those ones.
Ronda- Ugh! You are so forgetful! I have no idea why I put up with you.
Allan- No idea? (They start to get close and cuddle)
Ronda- No idea.
Allan- Then can you ever forgive me?
Ronda- I think I could come up with a few ways.
Allan- Yeah?
Ronda- Yeah. (They kiss, but not passionately. There's a short comfortable silence) So how long you been waiting here for?
Allan- Since lunch began, I'll have you know.
Ronda- Oh poor baby. C'mon it hasn't been that long.
Allan- Yeah, I guess. But it seems like forever when we're not together.
Ronda- Why don't you save some of the sugar on those lips of yours for later.
Allan- What you gotta go?
Ronda- No, but you will soon.
Allan- Why?
Ronda- Class is almost on.
Allan- One question, how did you manage to score BOTH lunch hours?
Ronda- It's called a lucky spare. Maybe you should try out for one.
Allan- You mean a drop?
Ronda- Yeah.
Allan- I can't drop 4th, you know that.
Ronda- I know, English is important to you. I know.
Allan- Yes, exactly and- (School bell rings) Oh! I'd better get going. Kiss good-bye?
Ronda- Always. (They kiss, a little more passionately this time) See you after class then?
Allan- Do I have a choice? (People start to file out and other trudge in)
Ronda- Not if I have anything to say about it.
Allan- (Light chuckle) Okay, I'll see you after. (He exits)
Ronda- (She calls after him as the last of the people exit)You can bet your life on it!

(Among some of the people who came in was SUSANA. Also entering is RACHEL with a crowd of people. SUSANA sits and watches her sit with her groupies and yammer on. Their voices suddenly stop and the light falls dimly on them, brightly on SUSANA)

Susana- Look at her. Rachel Hunter. The biggest girl in the school. She's so Beautiful. She has real class. Not like me. I am just... not like her. She dresses so pretty and has so many friends. I wonder how she does it. She's even managed to get Tom Bellin. He's a guy who if he talks to you your somebody, and she's dating him. What it would be like to be her I wonder. This among other things. (Enter TOM who looks around for his girl) Well, speak of the devil. I wonder what it would be like to live a perfect life. I don't think I'll ever know. But that is life, I suppose. Look at her though, so- Perfect. Like the glass statue I have seen in the store. Maybe she is made of glass. Maybe that explains a lot of things. Or maybe I am just crazy. (She drops her head into her folded arms on the table. TOM notices RACHEL and walks over to her)
Tom- Hey! What did you think you were doing? I told you to meet me outside the cafeteria. Outside. Not inside. You know I could have gone out with my friends today? Instead I'm here looking for you.
Rachel- Oh Tom, I'm sorry. I forgot, it's just that-
Tom- Oh, you forgot? You forgot? Well, isn't that jus' great! And what, is that supposed to fix it?
Rachel- Tom, would you stop this! It's not that big a deal! I just got into routine of meeting you here that's all.
Tom- Yeah, well... Just don't do it again. Now come here and give me a kiss. (She does. TOM gets a little carried away) There. Now lets get out of here.
Rachel- Oh no, I'm sorry Tom, I can't. I've got to start this project off for history.
Tom- Your doing school work during lunch?
Rachel- Yes. It's a very big assignment.
Tom- I can't believe this, I ditched my friends for you today!
Rachel- I know Tom, but I can't help it. You know I would if I could, but-
Tom- No, no. I get the picture, alright. I'm just gunna go find them and leave you to play around back here. Have a nice day.
Rachel- No, Tom. Come back. (He leaves) No, Tom!! Oh.
Girl- Why do you let him do that to you Rach?
Rachel- I think he's just in a bad mood today. He's not usually- Oh!
Girl- You don't need to get all worked up, girl!
Girl 2- Yeah, specially not over him.
Girl- Well, I dunno, he does mean a lot to her.
Girl 2- Yeah well, I woulda dumped his crusty ass months ago.
Rachel- Well, I gotta go find him or else he'll dump mine!
Girl- Okay, well, I'll see you later.

(She runs off. BRYAN, who just happens to be near by reading catches wind of the whole thing)

Bryan- I don't know why she lets him do that to her. It's almost criminal, you know. A beautiful girl like that dating a festering sewer lord like Tom. She needs something more. Like maybe a break. A good long break, from herself. She needs to get out a bit, maybe step into something a little more reasonable, like a career or something. But I guess as long as Tom's around that's not happening. She needs a little taste of independence. It's not as bad as everybody thinks. It does get a little lonely now and then, but it's gotta be better then being toss salad all the time. I've needed a little help down the road, but I think I've done pretty good on my own. I think if I have anything to be proud of, it's probably that. I'm not sure though, I really hope I'm not so independent that I need other people so I can be me. That's a real drag. That crucial breaking point were you've stopped going and your coming again. I hope I never hit that point. I don't know if I know when is it I have to stop, but I hope I know when I get there. Otherwise, I might lose my place and stop coming or going at all. Just a wandering fool, lost in his own. Oh well, I don't think it'll get that bad... for me anyhow.

(Lights dim on the cafe and come up on RACHEL who is somewhere in the halls and looking very distresses indeed)

Rachel- Oh! why does this always have to happen to me? Why can't things just go like I want them to? Huh. Cause this isn't a fairy tail and I'm not Snow White waiting for a prince, is why. Why can't life just leave me alone for one little day? That's all I want! I can't lose Tommy. He's all I've got. Sure I'm popular and everything, but I'm almost nothing without him. All my friends I met through him. Now he's gunna dump me for sure. Oh, I shoulda just gone with him, then I wouldn't be in this terrible mess right now. I know I don't like it when he does that to me. I'm not one for punishment... but then again isn't that the reason your still with him Rach. Get a grip on yourself.(The bell rings) Oh!

(She takes off into the blackness again. Lights back on the cafe. In walks ALLAN to meet up with RONDA)

Allan- I told you I'd be back.
Ronda- Well, your lucky because if you weren't here I would have to hurt you.
Allan- Oh gee! That could get kinky!
Ronda- Aw shut-up. (They hug) So how was class?
Allan- Pretty good, what do have next again?
Ronda- You do have a bad memory don't you?
Allan- Well.. wait- could you say that again, I can't seem to remember the question.
Ronda- Oh very funny. I have math next.
Allan- Alright then, I'll walk you there.
Ronda- Ooo an escort, I've always wanted one of those.
Allan- Well then, a dream come true, right? (They begin to walk out, holding hands.)
Ronda- Yeah sure, yours! (Chuckle. They exit)
Susana- There goes another happy couple. They might as well be walking into the western sunset. I really wish I had a boyfriend like Allan. I really wish I had a boyfriend. I have not had anyone even take an interest in me since I left Deutchl- Uh, Germany. I only wish things were like they were there, here. I wish I still had friends and a boyfriend to do something as simple as hold hands with. It's been 5 months since my father got transferred. He has to work here now, he could have lost his job. Canada isn't as great as everybody said it was. It looks okay, but the people aren't all as friendly as I heard. Especially that girl- Jag, I think they call her. I never heard about people like her living here. This was supposed to be the land of freedom, but what good is freedom if your chained to a wall? I don't know if all this was worth it. I guess I don't have much of a choice, I'm here now. I just wish sometimes that I wasn't here alone. (All the lights go down and the curtain closes. End of act)

ACT TWO

Scene starts off with BRYAN, sauntering around the audience, with a book in hand. His presence should be unknown to the unsuspecting spectators. When he gets about half way up to the stage he begins to speak.

Bryan- Carpe Diem. Do you know what that means? A lot of people do- Then again a lot of people don't. It means- It- Maybe this isn't the way to explain it. There's a poem by the great Robert Frost that's titled Carpe Diem. Here, I'll read it for you. Maybe it'll get my point across. (He leafs through his book)
"Age saw two quiet children
Go lovingly by at twilight,
He knew not whether homeward,
Or outward from the village,
Or (Chimes were ringing) churchward.
He waited (They were strangers)
Till they were out of hearing
To bid them both be happy.
'Be happy, happy, happy,
And seize the day of pleasure.'
The age-long theme is Age's.
'Twas Age imposed on poems
Their gather-roses burden
To warn against the danger
That over taken lovers
From being overflooded
With happiness should have it
And yet not know they have it.
But bid life seize the present?
It lives less in the present
Than in the future always,
And less in both together
Then in the past. The present
Is too much for the senses,
Too crowding to confusing-
Too present to imagine.

I got that out of a book called "Frost, collected poems, prose & plays" It's kind of a nice poem, I think. Carpe Diem- Seize the day. It means a helluva lot. We don't have a lot of time. Maybe less then we would like and most of us don't realize it. It might take a life time to see that we all live for that one moment in time when tomorrow breaks and lies in pieces on the floor, just waiting for us to pick them up and put it back together, where we can keep it in our memories, forever. Nice thought, eh. There's gotta be more to it then that. Seize the day, hmmmm.

(He exits in the way he came out and the curtain opens. The light falls upon the Jiffyburger where DAVID works. A few of the cast are there already. DAVID included. JACK is currently sitting at on of the four tables out. SUSANA is sitting at one of the far tables, with a sheet of paper and a coffee, thinking. ASHLEY graces in and wanders over to DAVID, who is working pleasantly.)

Ashley- David, hi!
David- Oh, Ashley, how ya doin'?
Ashley- I'm good, whatcha up to.
David- Working.
Ashley- Yeah, I kinda guessed that, Hun.
David- Yeah, well then why'd you ask?
Ashley- I meant what EXACTLY are you doing.
David- Alright, I'm working till.
Ashley- That sounds fun, when are you off?
David- I dunno, I think- No... 8, I'm pretty sure. Why?
Ashley- What do you mean, why?
David- What do you mean what do I mean why?
Ashley- Well, I wanna see you silly. My parents are out of town.
David- Really?
Ashley- Yeah.
David- Having a party tonight, or what?
Ashley- Well, that all depends if the guest wants to come?
David- Oh, I get it, like a just you and me quality time thing, eh?
Ashley- Yeah, sort of.
David- Sounds like fun. Now you better get going, I'm supposed to be working, if the manager catches me, it's my ass. So I'll be over around 8:30 and I'll pick up some wine on the way.
Ashley- Sounds like fun! Kisses. (They peck) See you sweetheart!
David- Real soon. (She exits, and bumps into TOM who's just coming in)
Tom- Hey, Jack!
Jack- Tom!! Have a seat man.
Tom- Thanks man. So how you been man?
Jack- I'm fine. Long time no see, eh? Where you been hiding?
Tom- It's the girlfriend Jackie, she's bitchin' out again. She needs me around more often then I want to see her, if you catch my drift, man.
Jack- That's a bitch. It's like I always said, if don't get messed up with girls, you ain't gunna have to deal with their shit.
Tom- Ha! Now I see how you managed to pass that philosophy course.
Jack- Man. You should just dump her sorry ass. Get one with some style
Tom- I need one that listens man. Sometimes I think I gotta pound this shit into her head. Do you know that she's so damned forgetful that she'd forget her name if I wasn't screaming it in her ear all the time.
Jack- Yeah man, you just gotta leave it be. Let it happen, just let it be!
Tom- Yeah, you ain't got a girl. It's not so easy! I tell you "Love me, hug me, care for me" I'm bout ready to dry that out and use to fertilize my lawn.
Jack- Yeah. What you want?
Tom- Coffee'll do me fine.
Jack- Yo! Dave, Coffee over here.
David- (Mockingly) Yo, Jack, it's not a full service. You gotta do it yourself.
Jack- Yeah, and what are you doin'?
David- Cleaning the grill.
Jack- Oh, your right. How important. (He gets up and goes over, where DAVID is busy making the coffee, gets it and pays)
David- There we go, was that so hard?
Jack- Aw, shut-up man. (He goes and sits down. Light falls on SUSANA)
Susana- Dear Tabitha, I am having this problem in life with- Oh.. I never thought I would ever stoop so low as to write in to a news paper help column. (She crumples up the paper and throws it aside) Dear Tabitha. I have just recently moved here from Germany. My father has come across on a work placement. I have started off very badly, I think. Nobody likes me and I don't like the way they treat me. I am used to having friends and boys and everything. I thought that maybe you could help me. Sincerely, Susana Tesik- Wait, maybe I shouldn't put my name- Maybe I should use one of those fake names. Sincerely, Lady Deutchland. That would do fine. There we go. I can't believe I'm doing this. This is almost against my moral standards to do something like this. Oh, well. No one will know it's me... I hope. Well, maybe it doesn't matter anyhow. Maybe it just doesn't. I think it's about time I got going home.

(She guzzles the last of her coffee and heads her way out, SL. To the side, extreme SR, TAMARA sits, phone at her side. The light falls on her, going to black and the scene should be clearing out)

Tamara- Ron Ferris, 555-6749. I dunno... Ummm, I can't go with a guy, my parents don't allow that. Oh yeah, real good, I'd believe it, sure. Maybe- Ummm... I can't go because I.. have to... shave my legs- I have a huge project due on Monday morning and I haven't even started. Oh yeah right, 3 out of my four classes are with him. Well, I definitely CAN'T go with him, but I want to go. My rep would just bomb! Although, he is kinda cute- No! I have to call him and tell him that... I can't do it! I just can't! It's not possible. That's all there is to it. I can't just call and break it off with a guy like that. Oooo, this is just like a man to put me in a situation like this! Ugh! I can't stand it!! I'm gunna have to do it... I can't go. I'm not popular enough as it is! Well, I have to go to the dance, I mean, everyone who is anyone will be there! I can't just miss it like this. Well, maybe it won't be so bad. I can always lie later. Yeah, that sounds right- No it doesn't! I agreed to this and so I'll just face the music, okay? Just let it happen. Maybe it won't be so bad. I hope.

(Up on stage a bed has replaced the Jiffyburger. RONDAL enters.)

Rondal- Shut-up, Jerry! God your so annoying.

(Enter JERRY, the little brother. He is dressed in pajama's and is around the age of 10 or 11)

Jerry- You know she's never gunna go through with it!
Rondal- Oh yeah? Who says?
Jerry- Ron, I know that nobody would go out with you. MY friends are embarrassed to come back here because of you. Why would some girl want to be seen in public with you?
Rondal- Look Jerry, just shut-up or I'll slam you one, okay!
Jerry- Oh yeah! I'm really scared. You do that and I'll tell mom.
Rondal- Yeah, you do that you little jerk and the next essay you get your flying solo on, you got it.
Jerry- Really?
Rondal- Yeah, now go to bed you little pissant! Jeeze. (JERRY runs out) Stupid kid, what does he know? She won't break it off. No! Whom I kidding, I'm surprised she didn't try to find me already. This was such a stupid idea. Why did I even bother? I should have known that no girl was ever gunna go ANYWHERE with me. Not while guys like Jack Foster and Tom Bellin exist. I can't believe this. (He gets down by his bed and starts to pray) God, look, I know I'm not normally a praying man. Never have before, but... I dunno, I think I should maybe change that now. I just want to ask for one thing. I know I probably don't deserve it, I guess I haven't really been a model Christian. I don't even think I've been a practicing one. I just- Well, I've never asked for anything before and this is sort of important. There's this big dance coming up. It's a pretty big deal, almost the whole school is gunna be there. I kinda asked this girl, Tamara, to go with me and I don't think she's gunna- I think she's not gunna want to go with me. I don't ask for a lot, but I've been sorta watching this girl for a while now and she's really pretty and she's smart and everything. I don't know. I don't get many chances in life and- well, especially not with girls and I just wanna ask you to do me this one favor. I'll try as hard as I can, really I will! I'll treat her like she deserves to be treated. So that's all I'm asking of you, Lord. Please consider it. Amen.

(The lights go down on him. Up on a side scene again. RACHEL is sitting SR looking up into the sky, singing a love song, beautifully. DEBRA comes strolling along, pack of cigarettes in her hand. she stops, lights up and looks at RACHEL.)

Debra- That's real pretty, what is it, Batch?
Rachel- Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. You startled me.
Debra- Don't worry bout it. What are you doin' out here so late. This part of town ain't safe for a puff like you.
Rachel- I was just out walking and I got a bit tired so I stopped here.
Debra- Yah, well. I'm surprised your still alive. Girls like you always getting raped and shit round here. I've seen you.
Rachel- Yeah?
Debra- Yeah.
Rachel- I think I've seen you too.
Debra- You mind?
Rachel- No.
Debra- (Sits) Names Jag. (She extends her hand)
Rachel- Rachel. (She takes DEBRA's hand)
Debra- Very pleased to meet you.
Rachel- (Who's had her hand squeezed very tightly) No, I'm sure the pleasures all mine.
Debra- You are a powder puff, ain't you? How the hell you make it down here? Better yet, what the hell inspired you to piss your way down her in the first place.
Rachel- I dunno. I guess I kinda forgot I was even walking.
Debra- What drugs are you on cause I gotta get me some o' that shit!
Rachel- No, I'm just thinking.
Debra- Dangerous concept. Bout what? Look if your just pissed off about something, I know this great party that's goin' down three blocks from here. We could go check it out.
Rachel- No, it's okay, it's just a problem.
Debra- What. Didn't make the cheer leading team?
Rachel- No.
Debra- Then what's the problem?
Rachel- Just- Nothing.
Debra- Oh yeah, sure. Nothing, I get it, look what guy is it, I'll beat the shit out him for you. As long as you don't start crying all over the place.
Rachel- (Chuckles) Tom Bellin.
Debra- Woah! Tommy boy? Shit, did you ever back the wrong fuckin' tree. Jesus. You got the hots for him?
Rachel- Not anymore.
Debra- Then what's the problem?
Rachel- I'm his girlfriend.
Debra- Well, that could be the problem. Now look, just play it cool man. it'll blow.
Rachel- You think so?
Debra- Yeah, I know so. I been with enough guys to know this shit, okay?
Rachel- Yah.
Debra- And if you get any shit from him, you just come looking for me, I'll mess him up.
Rachel- Thanks Jag.
Debra- Anytime Rach. Now look I gotta split. You better get your ass home before your ass becomes main target.
Rachel- Okay.
Debra- Yeah, take it easy. (RACHEL leaves) Man, has she got problems. Good Christ. Well, I guess I should bolt. The man awaits and I ain't been laid in a while.

(She gets up and leaves opposite way she came in. Light comes up on the stage above. A couch sits stage right, accompanied by a table with a large and wide flower pot on it. A bed sits stage left. Enter to SR ASHLEY and DAVID. Low instrumental music plays)

David- It has been so long since we've had time alone together.
Ashley- I know. Well have a seat and.. uhh.. put the wine (She runs over to the couch and pulls the flowers out of the pot.) Just hold on, I'll get ice. (DAVID sits while his girlfriend runs to get the ice. In a moment she returns and puts the ice in the pot. She also has glasses with her. She sits and puts the wine DAVID brought in the pot, the 2 glasses beside it) There we go.
David- Well... would you like me to poor it for you?
Ashley- ... Oh! Sure. (He gets up and begins to pour. SL, enter DEBRA and her new man. They don't head towards the bed right off. The spot light falls on them)
Debra- Nice place you got here.
Guy2- You better believe it. Costs enough.
Debra- I didn't think you could get a place this nice down town
Guy2- Don't be stupid, you can't. This is the last of its kind.
Debra- Cool. You wanna take me to the bedroom? (As she gets lead there ASHLEY and DAVID have their conversation)
Ashley- You know what next week is, right?
David- You expected me to forget? It's our anniversary, right?
Ashley- Yeah. I was kinda hoping we could celebrate (Getting a little closer) tonight. (Back to the other scene, which has moved to the bedroom. DEBRA begins to get undressed)
Guy2- What are you doin'?
Debra- Duh, dipshit, what does it look like? What are you doin?

(Light comes up on both scenes. Each person is talking to the one in their scene and that person they refer to should answer inaudibly)

David- I don't know that were ready to go there yet, baby.
Debra- C'mon, what are you a puss?
David- We've only been going out for what, like 3 months.
Debra- C'mon the last guy I fucked- I knew him for what, like, half a day?
David- Look, I don't care about you! I'm not ready.
Debra- I knew it, you are a puss, first time?
David- No, it's not that... It's just that the last girl I went this far with I was going out with for 5 months. You're really attractive and all but-
Debra- Well, what the f--k do you think we came here for, drinkie-poos?
David- I just wanted to have a quiet evening alone with you, that's it.
Debra- Look, are we gunna do this or not?
David- I'm sorry Ash, but the last time, we both went in for tests and everything.
Debra- You got condoms right?
David- Look, I just don't know if it's right. I do love you, though. Don't get me wrong.
Debra- Christ your so cautious, man! What, you use the glove, your safe Pokey.
David- You really want this don't you?
Debra- I came over here for a reason, I just figured that's what the point of coming here alone was, man. Shit. (Begins to leave)
David- Look, if you want this THAT badly, okay. Okay. I do love you and- and maybe It's just me.
Debra- That's better. Now are we gunna do this or are you gunna spend the evening with palmila?
David- I just want you to be happy. I love you more then that other girl anyhow. I think it's just the stress messing me up. I'm sorry.
Debra- Skip it and get your a-s over here. (DAVID and ASHLEY kiss and DEBRA and her man get into bed. Lights go out. Simon walks on, extreme DSR. He has with him a small note pad and he sits on the side of the stage)

Simon- Dear editor. I have recently read in the paper that you have a column for opinions, and I have one I would like you to publish. My name is Simon Rockwood and I go to Diver City high, I might only be in grade 10, but I would like you to dismiss the fact of age for the remainder of the letter. I have been recently doing research into a lot of products and I am appalled by the type of things that go on behind the scenes at the companies that make our everyday, essential products. Some soaps even use animal fats as filler. Now with the recent controversy on all the things going on I would just like to enlighten the people about a few things that mean that an innocent animal has died for no good reason. Ingredients like Gelatin are animal by-products. That one in particular is boiled beef hooves. Floor polish contains bone meal, crushed animal bones. Even some things we need, such as vitamin A and even insulin are things like livers or extracted pancreatic juices. What we are doing to the beautiful creatures of the earth is disgusting and I am making an example of this by becoming a vegetarian and protesting it. I hope you will go that extra step and find out more about what's happening behind all of your household items. Sincerely, Simon Rockwood.

(The light goes down on him and the lights come up on a small café. It has a very comfortable looking couch in it and a guy, JACOB, sitting in it. He has a large cappuccino which he will set on a table at the SR side of the couch. He is reading a book of poetry as BRYAN comes on.)

Bryan- Excuse me, is this a public couch or do I have to pay to sit here?
Jacob- No man, take a seat. You seem sorta bummed, what's up?
Bryan- Oh, nothings up, I'm always like this.
Jacob- Drag. Well, just order a cappuccino and take a load off, man.
Bryan- (Sitting) Thank you. (A waiter passes by)
Jacob- Hey, man. You wanna get this kid a 'ccino, it's on me.
Bryan- Thanks a lot- Uhhh, sir.
Jacob- Hey anything for a critical, dude. By the way, names Jacob, but everybody jus' calls me "Zeal" man, it's your call.
Bryan- Zeal, eh? That's cool. People must think a lot of you then.
Jacob- I guess so.
Bryan- Well, I'm Bryan, but everybody calls me Haley. You can too I guess.
Jacob- Haley, eh? Why's that? You like one of those weird star guys?
Bryan- An astrologer you mean?
Jacob- Woah, man! You are aren't you?
Bryan- Not yet, but maybe some day. Is there anything wrong with that though?
Jacob- No, man. I think that's really cool.
Bryan- Really?
Jacob- Yeah man. Just spending your whole life looking at the stars.
Bryan- Yeah. Yeah! But that's not where I get the name. My last names Hale, everybody just calls me Haley.
Jacob- What?
Bryan- You asked where I got the name Haley.
Jacob- Did I?
Bryan- Yah.
Jacob- Cool. My memory isn't quite what it used to be, man, so sometimes I just gotta be nudged, you know.
Bryan- Yeah, I guess.
Jacob- So, you come here a lot?
Bryan- Nope, first time actually.
Jacob- That's cool, I think you'll find you fit in real nice round here man.
Bryan- Yeah?
Jacob- Sure as shit! Don't worry about so much! (He goes back to reading his book)
Bryan- Frost, eh?
Jacob- Already? It's early for that, ain't it?
Bryan- No, not really, but I meant Robert Frost. The Book your reading.
Jacob- Oh, shit! Yeah, yeah. It's pretty cool.
Bryan- Got any favorites so far?
Jacob- That one about that path.
Bryan- "The Road Less Traveled"?
Jacob- Yeah, that thing. It's right here.
Bryan- " Two roads diverged in yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood..."
Jacob- "And looked down one as far as I could..."
Bryan- "To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
Jacob- And having perhaps the better clam
Bryan- Claim... "And having perhaps the better claim"
Jacob- Oh, cool. Thought it sounded wierd. "because it was grassy and wanted wear..."
Bryan-"Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same..."
Jacob- "And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black..."
Bryan- "Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way..."
Bryan and Jacob- "I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads Diverged in wood, and I-
I took the one last traveled by,
and that has made all the difference."
Jacob- That was cool.
Bryan- Yeah it was. (The waiter brings the cappuccino) Thank you.
Jacob- Drink up man. (He does) What do you think?
Bryan- That's good!
Jacob- You like that, man?
Bryan- Yeah!
Jacob- Cool. I haven't seen you around much.
Bryan- No, you wouldn't, I'm to weird to even be noticed.
Jacob- No your not, man. Your cool. This is what life was made for. Just enjoy the moment and forget it all. Just let it all loose. You know, nobody becomes truly great by living up to everybody else's expectations. Anybody who's worth admiring wouldn't sink that low. You wanna try me at a game of chess.
Bryan- Sure.
Jacob- I'll go get us the board, man. Hold on, I'll be right back.

(The light goes down on them and comes up on RONDA who stands SL, painting.)

Ronda- That's not bad. Probably not my best work, but I think Allan will like it. Hmmm. Allan's great. Sure, he jokes around a lot, but he really is great. I mean, not everybody humors their girlfriend like he does. I know he's got no interest in painting. I think he's just happy with whatever makes me happy. It's really very hard to find that in a guy. It's like he understands me. I guess, he'd do better if I cooperated with him. There's a lot of stuff I don't tell him. A lotta stuff. maybe it's better he doesn't know everything anyway. I'm sure I don't know EVERYthing there is to know about him. Of course, his secrets prob'ly aren't as big as mine. He's prob'ly just got little ones, like maybe he likes to write poetry or something. That would be really nice. Maybe he's writing something for me. I dunno, I'd like to know where he gets all his money from. Maybe that's how. I mean, he doesn't have a job or anything. Maybe he sells poetry. Yeah right, and maybe I'm normal. I don't really blame him for not having a job though. I mean, not many people do now-a-days. Work is sorta hard to come by. Only the real charismatic guys and the real sexy girls get work around here. Not that he's not charismatic, he's just not a real play boy, like Tom Bellin. And he's not a woman, not that it would really matter to me, but it might matter to employers. (From off somewhere, her FATHER calls)
Father- Ronny, girl? Where are you?
Ronda- Up stairs in my room. (He walks on)
Father- Ready to go Ronny?
Ronda- No, and stop calling me Ronny, my name is Ronda, thank you.
Father- Yeah, well- Why aren't you ready to go?
Ronda- I'm not going, I told you that yesterday.
Father- Why? It'll be fun. It might be nice for you to get out of the house and get some colour into those sad cheeks of yours.
Ronda- I don't want to go.
Father- Your mother wants you to go, now get into the car.
Ronda- Mom wants me to go? Well I don't.
Father- Your going.
Ronda- Why? So I can hang out with all of your friends?
Father- Yes, and maybe get some connections for the future. God knows your not getting anywhere with this stupid painting Idea.
Ronda- But that's what I'm happy doing.
Father- Yeah, well it's not a goal. I mean look at this!! Look at it!
Ronda- What's wrong with it?
Father- This is the biggest piece of junk I've ever seen in my life.
Ronda- You know thanks. I spent a lot of time on it!
Father- Yeah, a lot of time wasted young lady, now get out to the car!
Ronda- No!! I'm not going!
Father- Yes you are!! Look, do you want your mother to hear you? Now get into the car.
Ronda- I want to stay here and paint.
Father- Yeah, well I don't care what you want. (Enter MOTHER)
Mother- What's all this, I could here you from all the way downstairs.
Ronda- It's nothing.
Father- it's not nothing, this young lady has decided she doesn't want to go.
Mother- Oh no she hasn't, get in the car.
Ronda- I want to stay here and paint.
Mother- There will be plenty of time for that after the party, now get in the car!
Ronda- I don't want to go!
Mother- Are you disobeying me?
Ronda- Look, Mom-
Mother- Are you directly disobeying me and your father?
Ronda- Mom, I just-
Mother- That's it, I don't think I want you coming. Stay here for all I care.
Father- Why can't you be more like your sister? Huh? She's down in the car already, like a good girl should be.
Mother- I am giving you one more chance, I am going to count to ten and if your not down in that car, your sorely going to regret it. One... two...
Ronda- Mom...
Mother- three...
Father- Four...
Ronda- Dad, can't you-
Mother- Five... Six...
Father- Seven...
Ronda- Can't you just-
Mother- Eight... Nine...
Ronda- Okay, I give, I'll go. Let me clean up a bit and then I'll be right down.
Mother- Five minutes young lady, that's it. If your not down there by then, I will come up here and drag you down by your hair, is that understood? Is that understood?!?!
Ronda- Yes Mother.
Mother- Good, C'mon Norm, lets go wait for her in the car. (She exits. The FATHER takes one last look at the painting)
Father- Disgusting.

(He goes. RONDA is left standing. She begins to cry, tearlessly and quietly as she rings on a brush until it breaks. The lights go out on her and the whole area goes black. End of act)

ACT THREE

(While the curtain is closed SIMON walks on-stage. He looks fairly calm and collected with a glint of hope in his eye. He stops DSC and turns to the audience.)

Simon- You know, tonight isn't like every other night here at Diver City High. I know I haven't been here long- Like 2 months, maybe, but I think I've got a handle on how things work here. Diver isn't a bad little town either. It's just a little dead in my opinion. Tonight however, at this very establishment, the daily ruins and shackles of Diver are cast aside. Tonight is the night of the big dance. Well- A big dance, I've heard that they hold quite a few of these things in a year. But it's a big one for me... you see this is my first dance. And a lot of other peoples too I imagine. So it's a big dance for them and me. I got a lot riding on it. It's the fall Halloween dance. I know it doesn't seem to special, a grade 10 high school dance. Yeah, right. Well, I think that if you think back- Some of you anyhow, you'll remember what it was like. The new date- or going single and dancing the night away with every girl you see. It's more then just flashy loud music- It's magic beneath the dim lights shuttering on the gym floor, it's the thrill of being there and falling in love for the first time and-
Well, it's big. I don't have a date for this one. Well, not a formal date. I don't have a girlfriend- Not yet. But I got a bunch of girls meeting me here. Should be here real soon too. I can't believe I missed this last year. You know, maybe it's true what they say. Maybe high school will be the best time of my life. (2 or 3 girls come running on-stage)
SGirl- Sims?! Sims?
SGirl 2- There he is! Sims!
Simon- Well there's my night arriving. Here I go. Over here girls.

(They run up to him and they leave the opposite way they arrived. As they leave JACOB enters and sits extreme DSR, on the side. The curtain opens to black with silhouettes of people [lit in the back] dancing. There is a double door USC. Some of the cast should be there, anyone who isn't will be specified and their entrance time will be also, except BRYAN, who won't be there at all. Everyone is dressed in either costume or extravagantly and all of them move in a flow, using large but simple dancing movements [Unless the actors are capable of more] when SIMON and his girls enter the light come up and everyone begins to dance. Freeze on everyone but Rachel and friends)

Girl- Did you hear about Tamara?
Rachel- How could I not have, it's all over the school!
Girl 2- I know! How could she? To tell you the truth I thought she was gay at first.
Girl- Oh, but maybe she is.
Rachel- Well if she is, Ron is a pretty sad cover up.
Girl- I know, eh. Of all the guys, Rondal Ferris.
Rachel- No kidding.
Girl 2- Some one has got to teach that girl some ethics, God.

(Resume dancing. Freeze on everybody but DAVID and ASHLEY.)

David- Hey Ashley, have you seen Tom tonight?
Ashley- Why, babe. You don't like him or anything, do you?
David- No, I'm just wondering about Rachel. Seems strange that she would be here alone.
Ashley- Hmmm, you got a point.

(Resume movement. In walks RONDAL and TAMARA. They join in. Freeze- SIMON and his friends' turn)

Simon- Wow! Would you look at her? Who is that?
Sgirl- Oh that's- No... is that...?
Sgirl 2- I think so... Isn't that Tamara.
Sgirl- Must be, look at that, she's with Ron.
Simon- Wow. Isn't that that girl who-
Sgirl 2- Yup, that's her alright.
Simon- Oooh, what happened?

(They resume. RACHEL and company left after freeze)

Girl- Someone gotta teach Tammy to shop.

(RACHEL and company agree, resume dance. On freeze, DEBRA and her current man left)

Debra- This parties a fuckin' drag. You wanna hit it?
Guy3- I thought you'd never ask Jag, babe.

(Resume dancing. DEBRA and her man leave. On the next freeze is for ALLAN and RONDA)

Ronda- What do you think of the back drop?
Allan- It sucks. Why, d'you paint it?
Ronda- Yeah.
Allan- Then... I love it.
Ronda- Oh sure. You say.
Allan- No really, I do. I was just kidding before.
Ronda- Uh-huh. Just shut-up and come're.

(They embrace as the dancing resumes. Next freeze is for RACHEL and only her)

Rachel- I wonder where Tom is. He should have been here by now. Well, maybe it's best he's not here. He's probably just get drunk and trash it anyhow. I do hope he's alright though.

(Resume dancing. Enter SUSANA dressed VERY nicely. She looks absolutely incredible. This next freeze is for JACK)

Jack- Who in the world is that? She's beautiful. I wonder if she's like to dance

(Dance resumes. JACK heads towards SUSANA. This freeze goes to RACHEL and company again)

Girl 2- Now there's a girl who knows how to shop.
Rachel- Wonder who she is.

(Resume dancing. This time it goes to SUSANA and JACK)

Jack- May I have this dance?
Susana- Who me?
Jack- Of course, who else would I mean? Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Jack Foster.
Susana- Jack Foster? You have to be joking me.
Jack- Nope. I am the Jack Foster and I want to dance with you. So, may I?

(He extends his hand and she is taken back. Freeze on them again, now we give RONDA and ALLAN the floor)

Allan- Hey, a slow dance, can I?
Ronda- Oh, well if I dance as well as you think I paint then you-
Allan- Then I'll be in heaven.
Ronda- Oooh Allan, I like it when you talk clean to me.

(They embrace traditional slow dance form and freeze. Next up is TAMARA and RONDAL)

Rondal- Tamara... I was just thinking since this is a slow dance, maybe you would like to- Could I have this dance? (TAMARA doesn't know what to say) Well?
Tamara- (Gaining her words) I'd love to.

(RONDAL embraces the traditional slow dance form... only his hands are higher up and he's afraid to touch her. They freeze, the next to come alive is DAVID and ASHLEY)

David- (English accent) darling, shall we?
Ashley- (Also English accent) Yes darling, lets shall.

(Freeze and everyone resumes dancing. A slow song plays. After a few seconds TOM bursts in throw the doors, breaking a hinge, drunk and looking it. He stands at the door for a second, panting and the music as well as the dancers stop)

Tom- Rachel! RACHEL!!!
Rachel- (Surprised) Tom?
Tom- (Approaching) Where have you been?
Rachel- Here at the dance.
Tom- Bitch! I waited for you the whole night.
Rachel- Where Tommy? You were supposed to meet me here.
Tom- You never listen, do you bitch. I told you that we were gunna fuck the dance-
Rachel- No, we didn't, I- (Slaps her across the face. She falls to the ground)
Tom- Don't ever interrupt me, do you hear me?
Rachel- (Petrified) Uh-huh.
Tom- Good, now get up. (She does) You discust me. (Begins to drag her off) now lets get out of here, I'm gunna drive you back to my place.
Rachel- Please Tom, no... your drunk-
Tom- What?
Rachel- I mean it's such a nice dance. Why don't you stay here a while and maybe we could-
Tom- Are you contradicting me?
Rachel- No... Please Tom (He walks backwards and trips over himself)
Tom- Fine. Fine! I get it, you sick b-tch! Just not good enough for you am I? I'm never fucking god enough!! Your going to regret this someday Rachel. You should be counting your goddam lucky stars that your even with me, bitch! You should count your lucky fuckin' stars! (One of the bouncers approaches) You never appreciate anything I do for you! Nothing!
Bouncer- Uh-huh buddy, why don't you go home and get some sleep. Call a cab and just go.
Tom- No, I-
Bouncer- Yes, I think so. (TOM begins to exit)
Tom- You'll be sorry Rachel Hunter, you can count on that! (He leaves)
Rachel- I'm not so sure I will. Look everybody, it's been a rough night, I think I'm just going to go home.
(All her friends agree and they exchange their goodnights. Exit RACHEL.)
Rondal- I think this party has pretty much had it, what do you say we go someplace else.
Tamara- I guess so. Where would you like?
Rondal- I dunno, my place is only, like, a five minute drive.
Tamara- Alright. (They exit)
Ashley- Dave, this party has totally crashed, you wanna get out of here?
David- Why not, go to a coffee shop or something?
Ashley- Sure why not, maybe.. nah, it's okay.
David- No, what?
Ashley- I was just thinking that maybe we could go out and rent a movie or something and just have a quiet evening in?
David- Sure, why not. Shall we then?
Ashley- (English accent) Yes darling, lets shall! (They tango out of the room)
Jack- So, would you like to go out somewhere.
Susana- With you?
Jack- Sure, this dance is sort of shot, don't you think.
Susana- Jah. So where do you want go.
Jack- Someplace quiet that we can talk?
Susana- Sounds good.
Jack- Ya, it does. (They begin to exit) What was your name, I never got it.
Susana- Susana Tesik.
Jack- Great name. (They exit)
Allan- You wanna trash the joint.
Ronda-How bout we just go.
Allan- I can compromise.
Ronda- Oh ya, I'll bet you can. C'mon. (They exit)
Bouncer- Hey, man. I'm sorry, but you'll have to jet. We gotta close this thing down. Just about everybody's gone now anyhow.
Simon- Sure, no problem. Lets go girls.

(They exit. BOUNCER goes over to the door and tries to fix the broken hinge. Lights go out on empty stage. Lights come up on JACOB, who is sitting SR, same place he's always been)

Jacob- What a psyche evening. It's almost poetic, man. A beautiful sunset tonight. It just makes me wanna say to myself, "Shit, Jacob Bannister, what are you doing wasting it all". Well, maybe "wasting" is a strong word. I think more like misplacing. Yeah, that's it. Life is to much to go and use it all before you even notice it's there. Heavy. I'd hate to think that was the way the world was headed. Man, that would suck. Oh well, as long as I got my little lifting pipe here, I think I'll be okay. I'm pretty sure. Man, like, where would I be, right. This is just like, total. On a night like this, I think I could use a girl to share the scenery with. A night like this should not be taken in vain.
(Crying is heard. Another spot goes extreme DSL where RACHEL sits, sobbing) Bonus, some body up there likes me. (To RACHEL) Hey
Rachel- Huh?
Jacob- What's so terrible that it could be making a pretty girl like you cry on a night like this?
Rachel- Oh, nothing. You would not understand.
Jacob- Woah man, pause it. How do you know that?
Rachel- I just do.
Jacob- Well, come over here, maybe I can get your mind off of it or whatever.
Rachel- (To the side) Wouldn't hurt, right? (To JACOB) Alright. (She gets up and goes over to him, he meets her half way at CS) So, what's your name.
Jacob- My name? Everybody calls me Zeal, real names Jacob, it's totaly up to you, man.
Rachel- Zeal, eh? I think I've heard of you. A nick name?
Jacob- Yeah, means like warmth, compassion, understanding- You know, sh-t like that.
Rachel- Oh. Do you go to Diver City high?
Jacob- Are you yankin me, man? I wouldn't go to Diver City unless I was high
Rachel- No, I mean the school.
Jacob- I know, I was just trying to keep things moving, man. So what's wrong?
Rachel- What do you mean?
Jacob- You tell me, I'm just the innocent by-stander, man.
Rachel- Oh, it was nothing.
Jacob- What are you playin' me for, a squeeze box or somethin? Nobody cries over nothing. Just let it all free, it's better that way. Just trust me- uh... sorry didn't catch your Tag.
Rachel- Oh, Rachel, but my friends call me Rach, Jacob.
Jacob- So which is it, Rachel or Rach?
Rachel- Rach is good.
Jacob- Cool. So what's there to be upset about? It's such a trippin' night. What, the world just pullin' you down or what?
Rachel- Oh, well, it's kind of my boyfriend.
Jacob- Sh-tty buzz. What, you, like, break up or what?
Rachel- No, but that's not really the problem.
Jacob- Then I cannot help you, friend. All I can do is give you a piece of advice. No love waits for the pain to heal, man, it's like an addiction and loneliness is the worst cure. But, like, sometimes when your down, all you gotta do is look up and see the sky, you won't stay there long when you realize that one of them stars up there belongs to you, just wish on it. I mean if all you gotta do is take it, it's yours, man, it always was. You just gotta learn to reach high enough. Well, it's getting late Rach, I'll catch you again some other time. Clean out those vibes of yours and listen to yourself, I think you know what you gotta do, man. Peace and love, babe . (He goes to exit)
Rachel- Thanks Zeal.
Jacob- Anytime, man. (He exits)
Rachel- Huh. That's kinda weird. I wonder what he meant. Maybe he- No, I dunno. Maybe he meant that I should dump Tom. I think that's what that was all about. Maybe I should, you know. After tonight, I don't think I want to ever see him again anyhow. Ever. Maybe it's for the best, maybe.

(The lights go out on her and come up SL. JACK and SUSANA are walking)

Jack- So, how long have you been here, Susana?
Susana- Since school started.
Jack- Really, I haven't seen you around and it's not often that I miss a girl as completely stunning as you.
Susana- Thank-you.
Jack- It wasn't a compliment, it was a fact. Where you been?
Susana- No where. I've always been around.
Jack- Yeah. Seems strange that I didn't notice you till now.
Susana- Nobody notices me.
Jack- I find that hard to believe.
Susana- Well I don't always dress like this!
Jack- Well, maybe you should start.
Susana- You think that will help me get a boyfriend.
Jack- I don't think you should have to look.
Susana- What, do think they will come to me.
Jack- No, what I mean is- Look, I'm not real good with this kinda thing.
Susana- With what?
Jack- You know I have not had a girlfriend for 3 years.
Susana- 3 Years!?! I would have killed myself by then
Jack- Yeah, I was hoping you could change that.
Susana- What?
Jack- Would you go out with me, Susana?
Susana- Are you kidding!?! In a heartbeat!
Jack- No, no- That was an offer. It was me asking you to be my girlfriend.
Susana- Jack, I do not know what to say.
Jack- Yes would be nice.
Susana- Yes! (They hug. Lights go down on them. Curtain opens to a sofa and a few things- Living room paraphernalia. RONDAL and TAMARA walk in)
Rondal- So that's it. The 50 cent tour! What do you think?
Tamara- Real nice.
Rondal- Yeah. Please, sit down (She does). So, would you like something to drink?
Tamara- No thanks.
Rondal- Something to eat?
Tamara- No, really, I'm fine.
Rondal- Anything.
Tamara- Look, Ron give it a rest, I'm okay.
Rondal- (Sitting) Your not really enjoying yourself are you?
Tamara- No, it's fine.
Rondal- No it isn't. I should have known! Who am I to take a girl like you out anyhow?
Tamara- Excuse me?
Rondal- Please, don't play down to me. I know already you didn't want to take this date. So. please, don't make it worse by humouring me
Tamara- What? No, I really don't understand.
Rondal- Don't tell me you haven't heard the buzz in the hall about you and I? Everybody putting you down.
Tamara- Yes, I did, but-
Rondal- Then it is true.
Tamara- I didn't say that... it's just-
Rondal- No, it's alright. I understand. I wouldn't want to be attached to a guy like me either if I was a beautiful young girl like you.
Tamara- Ron, could you let me say something here?
Rondal- Go ahead.
Tamara- Originally, yes, that is the way it went. I was actually gunna call you a couple of nights ago to break things off, but I couldn't do it. And now, I'm really glad I couldn't. Your a really sweet guy, if anything it's probably ME that's the problem.
Rondal- Now I don't think I understand. What do you mean?
Tamara- Well, I- It's just that I'm not used to a guy treating me good. Before I would have thought that you wanted sex or something, but you don't seem to be that way. Maybe your just the thing I need.
Rondal- Maybe.
Tamara- What time is it?
Rondal- Ugh... 11:36.
Tamara- Oh jeeze, I gotta go!
Rondal- Wait, can I see you again?
Tamara- (Thrown off a little) Yeah... yeah, of course. Call me.
Rondal- I will.
Tamara- See you tomorrow Ron. (She runs out... RONDAL sits uncomfortably. TAMARA runs back in) I just remembered who has the car.
Rondal- (Laughing)Oh yeah!
Tamara- C'mon you, lets go.
Rondal- Okay. (They exit. Light goes up on RONDA and ALLAN. He has just walked her home)
Ronda- Well, here we are. You wanna come in for a minute or something?
Allan- No, it's alright.
Ronda- Are you sure? I could get you something to drink, maybe a bit to eat?
Allan- No really, I gotta get goin', my parents will be expecting me home anytime soon. It's like what, 11 something.
Ronda- Yeah, 11:36 actually.
Allan- Wow, ouch, yeah I gotta get goin'. See you puddin' pants!
Ronda- Pudding pants? What kind of a nick name is that?
Allan- It applies.
Ronda- Oh yeah? How?
Allan- Well, maybe not yet, but I could remedy that for you.
Ronda- Ugh. (Laughs) I bet you would!
Allan- You better believe it.
Ronda- Kisses.
Allan- Righty ho. (They kiss. ALLAN takes off)
Ronda- See you later.
Allan- If I don't I'll come looking for you.
Ronda- Uh-huh. (He exits. She walks into her house. the director can choose the workings of this miracle.) Hello everyone, I'm back.
Mother- (Entering) Ronda! Ronda!! Where the hell have you been.
Father- (Off) Is that Ronda?
Mother- (In answer)Yes. (To RONDA) Where have you been?
Ronda- At the dance, didn't I-
Father- Well, it might be nice to be told young lady!
Ronda- I did! I told you last night.
Mother- Do not talk back to your father, are you listening?
Ronda- Yes, of course I'm listening. But I'm telling you, I told you already!
Mother- Then how is it that neither your father or I remember this, huh?
Ronda- Well maybe you just don't listen!
Mother- What? What was that?
Ronda- I know I told you! I know it!
Father- No you didn't! Why are you always lying like this?
Ronda- I'm NOT!!! I told you!!
Mother- Keep your voice down young lady or I'll give you something to scream about!
Ronda- Oh, you would!
Father- You watch how you speak to your parents young lady!
Ronda- You watch how you speak to me!
Mother- Oh that is it, one more peep out of young lady, just one more peep and I'll smack you from here to hell, do you understand!! Now your going up to your room and your going to break it off with that little dick head, Allan tomorrow!
Ronda- You can't do that!
Mother- The hell I can't!! get up there!
Ronda- NO!!
Mother- Yes!!!! (She begins to drag RONDA offstage)
Ronda- Let go of me! Let go!! (She wiggles free) Oh!!! I hate you! I hope you die in your sleep bitch!! (She gets slapped. She falls and gets kicked)
Mother- You watch your tongue you little shit! I can't believe I carried you with me for 9 months, raised you to be this old and this is the way you treat. Don't even look at me. Get out of my face! (kicks her) GO!! (RONDA runs out. The FATHER looks at MOTHER in silence) That ought to teach that little ingrate some manners. (FATHER is looking at MOTHER) What do you want?

(The light goes out on that scene and comes up on RACHEL, who is standing at a door, it happens to be TOM's door)

Rachel- What am I suppose to do? What, dump him? I think so... I mean, what else is there? I can't just keep going like this! It's never gotten this bad before. He really hurt me. I have to do this! If I don't I might end up getting killed or something. I can't let him do this to me anymore! (She goes to knock or ring the bell and stops herself) Well, it has only happened once. What if this is all a big mistake? What if I just- What if- (Coming to a realization) What if the whole world explodes tomorrow and I go up to meet the almighty with a guy like Tom Bellin attached to my name? I think I should- I should just- Well, I dunno. It's all so confusing. Who the hell am I kidding, no it isn't! He's a jerk! I need to do this! I have to. Maybe he's sobered up some by now. Maybe I should do this tomorrow. He'll be sober then (She turns to go, then stops herself) No tonight... the sooner the better! On the other hand, tomorrow's not far off either. But I- Aw the hell with it. (She knocks) There, that wasn't so hard! (TOM answers) Maybe I spoke to soon.
Tom- Yeah? Oh, Rach, look I can-
Rachel- No Tom, just skip it, I don't want to hear any more of your stupid excuses. It'll end up being my fault somehow anyway.
Tom- Rach, what are you talking about?
Rach- I'm talking about you and me.
Tom- You don't think that maybe-
Rach- Yeah, maybe it's about time we started seeing other people.
Tom- I can't believe I'm hearing this. Rachel, You've never talked this way before.
Rach- Yeah, well, you've never bust into a dance piss slobbering drunk and tripping over your own ego before.
Tom- Now c'mon Rachel, that hurts.
Rachel- Yeah, well, you think that hurts try this one on for size: We're through.
Tom- Rachel, this is not you talking! It's those friends of yours, isn't it! they've finally convinced you that everything is my fault. Look, it's not my fault that your childhood was so screwed up, okay. And I'm not the one who decided to home school you, am I? No! So, why you doin' this?
Rachel- Don't you dare! It's over, you can't change that fact.
Tom- I always told you those friends of yours were no good. They have never liked me, you know that! I knew it would only be a matter of time before they finally got to you. Well, you know what, I don't really care, alright, you just go off and be a loser like that.
Rachel- I'm not the loser, jerk, you are. Good bye.
Tom- Yeah, and good riddance.
Rachel- Bite me.
Tom- Oh, but I thought you said we broke up! Do you just wanna stay with me for the sex or what? (She's almost gone) Huh? Ah!

(Closes the door. Light fades on that scene. Comes up on RONDA who has run to a park with a nice little bench. She sits in the bench and was crying and she has just recently stopped)

Ronda- Why did I do that? I'm almost out! I was almost out. Then I could have gone on with my life. Now I'm here, sleeping on a bench! How did this happen? What did I do to deserve this? I haven't hurt anyone! (Looking up, questioning God) Are you mad at me? Did I do something to you that I am not aware of? Is that the way this is? No answers, huh? You know. I'm not surprised. What's the point, I've pretty much been neglected anyhow. Is this punishment for being the way I am? Huh?!?! I didn't make me this way! YOU DID! I can't help- I'm very happy with Allan! Very happy! I love him, alright! I don't look at women, do I? NO!! I stick with guys! Isn't that neough for you? I haven't done anything wrong! I treat people good, I "Do on to others as I would have them do on to me!" I do all that! But still, you do this to me! I can't help the way you made me, I can't! I read the entire bible, you know,the entire thing and- I know what it could be, but I didn't make me that way! So why? It's not my fault. It's not. I just wish you'd understand that.

(She lies down, pulling her coat over her, trying to keep warm. The lights go out. End of act)

ACT 4

Enter BRYAN before the curtain is even opened. He sits DSR, on the corner, leaning against something.

Bryan- Time. It comes and it goes like the wind. Sometimes slow, soothing, other times fast and furious. In a place like this, weeks can move in seconds and a minute could last a lifetime. One persons lifetime could only last a minute. But the time doesn't matter so much as what you've done with it. A person could live 200 years and do nothing and become nothing while a man who lives 10 could become a legend. Things seldom depend on the amount of time, but everything depends on time. Time is the almighty bearer of our destinies, our failures, our lives and eventually our deaths. There is no creature more give and take then the hours we spend. In this case, time has worn thin for some and shown new life a way. It has past in a flash of light. 2 weeks in the matter of seconds. A new bud sprouts while another withers and dies. Two weeks can change a lot. It can change everything- or nothing. But one things for sure, it passes and takes us with it. for better or worse, till death do us part.

(The curtain opens and BRYAN does not move. It is once again the school cafeteria. Present there RACHEL, RONDA, ASHLEY, ALLAN, SIMON, SUSANA and JACK. They are all doing the regular cafeteria things. Eating talking, etc. etc. RONDA and ALLAN are indeed still together, as are SUSANA and JACK.)

Ronda- So, what you got for lunch today, Allan.
Allan- Oh yes, very funny.
Ronda- Well you never thank me!
Allan- Think of it as- rent.
Ronda- Alright, I will... but you know even apartment complex owners thank their tenants for paying the rent.
Allan- You should just be grateful that my parents even allowed you to come and live with us. They must really like you.
Ronda- How could they not? I'm just so perfect in everyway.
Allan- Don't I know it... except I really wish you'd stop putting cheese on my sandwich!
Ronda- I didn't this morning, I- Wait, I must have switched the lunches. Here (They switch bags) There, now you won't have cheese on your damn sandwich.
Allan- Thanks, your so sweet!
Ronda- I know. (They kiss... yes, again. Affectionate, aren't they?)
Allan- Suddenly I forgive you for the cheese.
Ronda- Oh yeah, you would. (He smiles really largely. Light now falls on RACHEL as DEBRA enters the scene)
Debra- You Rach, can we talk.
Rachel- Sure, I haven't seen you in a while. What is it?
Debra- I been sorta skipping out.
Rachel- Debra, I thought we agreed that you'de stop doing that.
Debra- I know, but this is an exception. And don't call me Debra round here, it's shitty for the rep.
Rachel- Check. Jag it is then. Now what? A family member die.
Debra- No, not exactly, but ones gunna die real soon.
Rachel- Oh. Well, you wanna tell me what's up?
Debra- Maybe not here, you wanna go someplace else. (They get up as TOM walks in)
Tom- Rachel! RACHEL! I been looking every where for you.
Rachel- I told you, get lost Tom.
Tom- Look, I know what I did was stupid, but you gotta give me a second chance, baby! Everybody deserves a second chance.
Rachel- You had all the chances I'm gunna give you.
Tom- Look, you wanted to see me hurtin' right, this is what this was all about, wasn't it? Well, look at me. Bleedin' all over the place! This is it! Rock bottom. Now, you can stop torturing yourself and come back with me.
Rachel- No Tom, that was not why. And besides I kind of like being alone.
Tom- Why then? If not that, why?
Rachel- Because your an asshole, that's why.
Tom- Hey! Hey! After all the things I've done for you! Now c'mon, we're good for each other.
Rachel- Oh yeah. You were just what the doctor ordered.
Tom- Now listen Rachel, I have tried and tried with you! What do you want from me.
Debra- Look pumpkin pie, I'll tell you what she wants. She want's you to take a very long walk off a very short peer and forget to bring your water wings. Alright, so take a hint, dynamo before I give it to you with a little bit of a sharper edge. (She pulls a switch blade on him) Get the fuckin' picture, bubbles?
Tom- Okay now, lady, lets not get feisty there.
Debra- Names Jag and I'll get as feisty as I want smart ass.
Rachel- C'mon Jag, this is not the place for this. Put it away, will you? You could get into a lot of trouble. Debra- I don't really care about that shit anymore, cause if I'm going down, I'm taking a few assholes with me. (She puts away the blade)
Rachel- Let's go. (She drags DEBRA away. TOM walks over and takes a seat somewhere. The light now falls on the scene between SUSANA and JACK)
Susana- Canada is quite the country you know.
Jack- I never been anywhere else. What's Germany like?
Susana- Not as much freedom. It's colder there a lot of times and not as pretty.
Jack- Canada's pretty?
Susana- Jah, Canada is very pretty. I have never seen so many trees in my life.
Jack- Really? I thought it was kinda a boring country. I always thought like, Hawaii, that would be the bomb.
Susana- Hawaii?
Jack- Never heard of Hawaii? It's a little island thing. It's always warm there and they have lots of babes cruisin'.
Susana- Then your not going without me!
Jack- Does this mean you don't trust me, baby?
Susana- Jah, I trust you. But not alone on an island full of girls.
Jack- Good call, I don't think I'd trust me either. That's okay, I don't need Hawaii, I've got a hot chick here already.
Susana- That's so sweet
Jack- (Jokingly) I didn't mean you.
Susana- And to think I was just warming up to you! Men are such jerks.
Jack- Can't live with us, can't live without us, eh?
Susana- I beg to differ. So tell me, why have you not had a girlfriend for so long?
Jack- You really want to know?
Susana- I would not have asked if I did not want to know.
Jack- It's cause between sports and workin' for my old man round the farm, I didn't think I had time.
Susana- Well, you found time.
Jack- For you? Damn strait.
Susana- Your so cute.
Jack- I try.
Susana- Don't try, you'll make me sick if you get any cuter. (They kiss too.. awwww! Sappy play, eh? Light goes up on DEBRA and RACHEL, who stand DSL)
Rachel- So what was so important that we had to go all the way over here in the far hall?
Debra- I have a- I- I was at the doctors yesterday.
Rachel- Yeah, why?
Debra- You might want to sit down.
Rachel- Okay. (They do) Now what is it?
Debra- One of hose guys I was-
Rachel- Yeah...
Debra- Well, you know?
Rachel- I know, keep going.
Debra- Well, they came back positive.
Rachel- Positive what? What was he positive about.
Debra- HIV.
Rachel- What?
Debra- AIDS. HIV positive. They give him ten years.
Rachel- Oh my god..
Debra- I went to get tested. It's gunna take 3 months to get the results back. I've never been scared before. Never. I don't think I like it.
Rachel- Debra- I -I... what do I say.
Debra- You don't have to say anything. Just... I'm scared. I'm gunna die.
Rachel- You don't know that for sure.
Debra- (Starts to cry softly) I'm gunna die.
Rachel- Did you use a condom?
Debra- I think it ripped.
Rachel- You what? It- Could you say that again?
Debra- I think it ripped. I'm pretty sure.
Rachel- Oh my God, Debra! (She hugs her)
Debra- My god.. I'm gunna die. (Lights fade on them and come up on the cafeteria again, just as TAMARA and RONDAL walk in, hand in hand)
Rondal- You really want to eat here today?
Tamara- Ronny, give it a break, okay. Did I say that I wanted eat here today?
Rondal- Yes.
Tamara- Then that's what I meant! Jeeze! Now, where do you want to sit?
Rondal- Doesn't matter.
Tamara- Well, let's head over there and clear a spot. C'mon. (She drags him behind)
Rondal- Alright.
Tamara- So, how's the book coming?
Rondal- I dunno, pretty good. I managed to finish the chapter five in 3rd.
Tamara- Art class. I told you, you gotta stop writing and get a little culture now and then.
Rondal- I don't really want any culture.
Tamara- Men! Ugh.
Rondal- Would you prefer I was a woman?
Tamara- No! I like you just the way you are, you know I'm just-
Rondal- Being you, I know.
Tamara- Well at least we've got that much figured out. (Light goes down on them and comes up on ASHLEY and DAVID walks into the scene)
David- Oh! Ashley! There you are. Man I have been running my ass off since work got off to be here. Now why weren't you out front like usual.
Ashley- We have to talk David. Sit down.
David- Okay, I know that tone, what's wrong.
Ashley- Well...
David- (Jokingly) Alright, what did I do this time.
Ashley- We sort of both did it.
David- I don't understand.
Ashley- David, I haven't got my period yet.
David- So... wait, how late is it?
Ashley- A week and a bit.
David- This doesn't mean-
Ashley- I'm Afraid it does, David.
David- No, I can't- It... My god.
Ashley- I'm sorry David, but it's true. We're pregnant.
David- I can't believe this.
Ashley- Your not happy, are you?
David- No. Are you?
Ashley- I don't know.
David- I can't afford to raise a kid. I can barely afford to pay for my cruise control!
Ashley- This isn't a car David, this is a child.
David- I know it. What's gunna happen to college?
Ashley- I'm sorry David, I'm sorry.
David- Yeah so am I.
Ashley- It's not for sure yet.
David- Yeah, well it seems pretty fuckin' sure to me.
Ashley- Don't get mad, please. I'm buying a test tonight.
David- Look you'd be pretty pissed too! I can't even afford to marry you yet!
Ashley- Your just gunna have to go out and get a full time job.
David- Yeah., I guess, I am.
Ashley- I'm sorry David. I really am. (Light goes up on SIMON who is sitting alone)
Simon- There's a lot going on in the world today. You know in contrast to, like, 50 years ago it's pretty different. I mean everything. What things cost, kids, school, the environment, even morals have taken a dive in the past while. Generations change and so do we. It makes you wonder, you know- About where our kids are gunna end up. So are they gunna have to live in bubbles or what? I mean, the world is being slowly destroyed by us and we just keep adding on to the mess. Pop a few more kids out and buy three more cars. It's terrible with what we're going through. We didn't build this mess and most of us are trying to fix the problem. But we're not perfect. On the good side, think about all the cool things that will come along. I bet by that time we'll have like holographic televisions or...or... interactive even. It would be pretty cool. Things are taking an odd turn, we might be living on, like cities on the moon or something. That would be kinda different. I know, it's not real inspiring. But I don't know how inspiring the world can possibly get. It's just to think that you go all that way... I mean it's such a long journey, right? And then, when you finally get to where you think you were going and the road ends. That's it! Gone! Then there's nothig to do but to go but back to the beginning, Crying all the way. The you have to start all over again, but at least we'll take different ways when we come to forks in the road. We'll be just that much smarter. That is if we get to the beginning alive. Kind of depressing actually. Where do I get these thoughts? Ugh!
(Lights go down on the Cafeteria. They come up DSR, where BRYAN is still sitting, only JACOB has joined him. has joined him)
Jacob- Hey man, you want go get a cappuccino or something, cause this place is a bit- a drag today man.
Bryan- I know, Zeal. But- I dunno, feelin' kinda lazy today.
Jacob- Yeah, I can go with that, man. Besides, caught us a real nice piece of sun today.
Bryan- It's nice to just sit here anyhow.
Jacob- Fairly. (The school bell rings)
Bryan- Hmmm, guess that's my cue
Jacob- Yeah man, enjoy it.
Bryan- Do you never go to class?
Jacob- Occasionally. Not right now, I think I'm just gunna get a little help from my friends.
Bryan- What do you mean?
Jacob- (Pulls out a small bag) Just going flying, that's all.
Bryan- You do drugs?
Jacob- Sure. Don't you?
Bryan- No.
Jacob- Something wrong?
Bryan- No, just took me by surprise, that's all.
Jacob- You want some?
Bryan- No, thanks.
Jacob- Probably best. Screwed my life over a good one. Probably good not to get hooked, man.
Bryan- Well, I gotta run to class.
Jacob- Sure thing man. (BRYAN exits) Life is kinda gettin' to that poor kid. He's gotta learn to relax, man. Don't mean he needs to start popping pills er nothin', just that he needs to get himself a glimpse of what he's missing. Maybe it's his parents man. Parents usually get a dude like that, man. They don't seem to get it. It's almost like their lost man. Waiting for us all to act like they did, right. They gotta learn that we're different man. You know, their always asking us to grow up, eh. Well maybe they don't get that we're already grown up man, it's just different. Maybe it's a bit our fault too. Like, I mean, we don't let them in real often. It's like we're afraid of them or some shit like that. It doesn't matter anyhow. We all end up in the same place anyways. Just getting by with a little help from our friends. (Light goes out on him. Light goes up on DEBRA who is now alone and in all around her is very dark. So it should be a spot)
Debra- Why did this- How did it happen? I mean I tried so hard. I- Okay, so maybe I wasn't perfect, okay? But why does it have to be this bad? I'm dying now! I'm dying! This isn't failing a grade, I'm dying! I know it. But what can I do? It's not like I have any other options. I can't believe this, I'm gunna spend the rest of my life in a fucking hospital! There gunna hook me up to all this shit and pump me full of drugs and I can't handle that! I just can't. But what else can I do. There isn't anything. I've never felt so trapped before in my life. I just want to lie down and- OW! (As she's saying this she starts to lie down and gets pricked with the knife I her pocket. she sits up and rubs the spot she pricked then starts to fish around in her pocket.) Just lie down and... (Pulls the knife out) die

(She gazes at it as the lights go out. End of act.)

ACT 5

(RACHEL comes out with a piece of paper. She looks down on it.)

Rachel- Well, this is it. I'm not a very good writer so I got a couple of guys, Allan and Bryan to help me. Allan is really good, but Bryan had something to him that just said it all. Anyhow, this is what I came up with. I think it's okay. The principle is gunna let me read it in front of the school today. I really hope they listen. It took a lot to do this. It's been a long 4 months, that's for sure. Mostly a downer, maybe things will pick up sometime, but I don't know. Maybe this is just the way it is.

(The curtain starts to open. A podium stands SL and the entire cast [save any adults and the deceased] are there, even the extra's. ASHLEY is looking appropriately 4 months pregnant Rachel starts to back up.. walking into the scene. A sad song plays in the background )

Rachel- Maybe. (She turns around and heads for the podium. standing on it) Hello. I'm supposing your all wondering why I had you called here today. Some of you aren't. Recently a friend, a good friend of mine, died. Actually, she didn't die, she killed herself. Ummm... she tested positive for AIDS last month. I guess she just couldn't handle that. Her birth name was Debra Ashaillia Marowitz. Most of you know her by the name of Jag. One of her philosophies in life was to live things for the moment. To never falter in the eyes of adversity and to stick up for what we believe in. But for once her strength failed her. I remember one of the last things she said to me, on the day actually that she- It went something like this- We listen to music everyday, but when it comes to the most beautiful song, for some reason, all we can remember is the lyrics. What it meant in words. But you don't seem to remember the music. Why is that? I mean, that's what made the song beautiful to begin with and isn't that what brings us back to the song again and again? And when you can't hear the song, that's what I miss the most. That's what we miss the most. I guess it means that we had better enjoy life while we have it, because one day we won't have it and that will be it. The music will stop (It does) And no one will hear that same song again. I think that's what she meant, and now I believe I understand it. So take life by the horns everyone, if not for me, or Debra, do it for yourself, because in the end, your the only one who counts. And the only friends or villains you'll ever have are right here, inside. But this isn't the end if you don't want it to be, because the only one who can determine when it's all over is you. That's it. Thank you.

(She steps down. BRYAN approaches her as the lights go down. The crew should take away the podium now, Spot on BRYAN and RACHEL)

Bryan- You did good.
Rachel- Thank you. (He hugs her) Why did you do that?
Bryan- Because I understand Rachel. That's why. (She grabs him and hugs him tightly)
Rachel- Thank you Bryan.
Bryan- You don't have to thank me.
Rachel- Yes, I do.

(The lights go out on them and a reminiscent song, like "Blowin' in the Wind" -Bob Dylan, comes on as the lights on stage come on. Enter the whole lead cast, joined shortly during the arrival by RACHEL and BRYAN, Who now walk hand in hand)

Simon- So what do you see in us?
David- Fear.
Bryan- Strength.
Tom- Innocence.
Ashley- Life.
Rachel- Death.
Rondal- Love.
Jacob- Freedom.
Allan- A miracle.
Tamara- Helplessness.
Simon- The future.
Ronda- The truth.
Susana- Hope
Jack- Immortality
Tom- Yourselves.
Rachel- No more and no less.
Bryan- Having humanity doesn't mean your a human being
Jacob- It means that your being human.
Rondal- That's it. whether your-
Rachel- Right
Tom- Or wrong.
Susana- Black
Allan- White
David- Or green
Bryan- Alone (RACHEL hugs him) or not.
Ashley- Whether you prefer boys
Jack- Girls
Ronda- Or both.
Simon- Young
David- Or old.
Jacob- Doesn't matter
Ronda- Cause we're all in this together
Susana- Whether we want to be -
Bryan- Or not.
Simon- It's just the way it is.
Tamara- Then a time comes...
Rondal- When we all go our separate ways. (They begin to clear out)
Ronda- Together. (Once all have gone, the lights fade out spotting the only one who stayed, RACHEL)
Rachel- Or alone. (The spot fades on her and the curtains close, she doesn't move.)

THE END

Dedicated to absent friends