Tuesday, May 26, 2009

I don't have to like every student.

FADE IN:

INT. Classroom -- Afternoon

STUDENT sits alone at a desk guardedly writing in his 'journal'. Other students interact with each other, play UNO, and are busy with the business of being young men and women. Not this STUDENT. He's special...

He THINKS he's special. He THINKS he thinks special thoughts.

A SUBSTITUTE TEACHER stares absentmindedly out the window. The SUB sighs and turns back in towards the classroom. The day is winding down. He contemplates the STUDENT alone at his desk for a moment then inquires...

SUB: What do you write in that journal of yours?

SPECIAL STUDENT: What? (Then with annoyance.) Why?

SUB: Just curious.

SPECIAL STUDENT: (Bitterly) What do you think?

SUB: (Casually) I was just wondering if you might possibly be writing a book on manners! (Cough, Cough) Prick.

SUB goes back to contemplating life outside the window. STUDENT pauses in his writing. He is unsure if this is what he wanted to happen. Maybe he should've let the curious adult read his musings. No one understands him because he's so special.

Fade Out:

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