INT. BEDROOM-‐ AFTERNOON 1 Two teenage girls enter a bedroom and throw backpacks on beds. GIRL 1 Did you get them? GIRL 2 Get what? GIRL 1 See, I told you you wouldn’t remember. The tickets you idiot. You said youd get the tickets. You told me— GIRL 2 Chill I got ‘em.. I was just messin with ya. GIRL 2 reaches into backpack and pulls out two tickets. GIRL 1 (Playfully shoves 2) That isn’t funny.. you know how important this is. I don’t even want to think about what mom’d do if she knew we lost hers. GIRL 2 Geez.. Would you just relax? We’re good. She’ll never even know. GIRL 1 (under breath) you’re lucky I don’t just tell her the truth. GIRL 2 What’d you say? GIRL 1 nothin I just said we’re lucky. INT. KITCHEN-‐ EARLY EVENING Both GIRLS are sitting at kitchen counter. MOM is making supper. MOM Anything exciting happen today, girls? GIRLS 1&2 (Simultaneously) NO!
MOM (Curious glance) Nothing at all? GIRL 1 (Quick look to 2) Nope not really. GIRL 2 err..I’ve got some stuff to do. Lemme know when the food’s done. GIRL 1 me too, mom. INT. BEDROOM-‐ EVENING GIRL 1 is pacing the room while GIRL 2 lounges on bed. GIRL 1 Damnit. Why do I always get wrapped up into your problems. I didn’t even do anyhing. You’re the one that bet her tickets in poker. Are you stupid? What were you thinking? Irresponsible. That’s what you are..
GIRL 1 I should just tell her the truth, I mean she’s going to find out! She always does… it’s only a matter of time. I just can’t believe you. The one thing she’s been most excited about all year. Ugh!
GIRL 2 SHUT UP! God. I already told you. I got replacements. It’s fine. You’re such a prick. GIRL 1 That’s it. I’m sick of you. When will you ever grow up and stop being so immature? I’m telling her what you did. (Steps towards door) GIRL 2 Do it and I’ll tell her about the day you skipped school. (Both girls glare at each other) GIRL 1 You wouldn’t dare.
MOM (From kitchen) Dinner’s ready!
Both girls sprint through the doorway, racing to the kitchen.