|The Impossible Plan
Author: Qzie PM
“I don’t want to move.” “We don’t want you to, either.”Rated: Fiction K - English - Friendship/Drama - Words: 418 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-06-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2500405
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This is a play that goes along with my story/baby/obsession, Fine Line, when they find out Charlie's moving. A couple side notes, Joeri is pronounced YOO-ri, and Violet is Charlie's ex-girlfriend. :)
The Impossible Plan
Scene: A hilltop late at night. The only sounds are crickets and cars in the distance.
(CHARLIE, GARRETT, KEIRAN, and JOERI enter from stage L. All of the boys are around fifteen years old. There's a somber mood surrounding them as they walk up the hill. They're silent for a few moments, and then JOERI sighs)
I saw Violet crying after school today.
(He sounds quite heartbroken)
Yeah… we… we had to break up. Under the circumstances.
There's a word for it.
Maybe we could hide in your luggage.
(With a sigh)
No! Really! We could say that… um…
Or Joeri could pull spunky, but deadly on the airplane people.
(Shaking his head slowly)
There are so many flaws in that plan; it's not even worth trying.
You're a spoilsport, Garrett.
We could kidnap you, Charlie.
(He looks at CHARLIE with a flicker of a smile)
(His enthusiasm quickly fades)
But my parents would notice I'm missing.
True… Oh wait. Two words: Charlie look-alike.
That's three words.
There's a hyphen!
(He pauses for dramatic effect)
Wait for it… wait for it… we steal your plane tickets and sell them to buy… um… something cool!
And how are we supposed to steal the tickets? Wear black masks and dive in like ninjas and grab them right from their hands?
(Muses over the thought)
That'd be really cool…
Exactly. And is that so impossible?
(GARRETT looks to JOERI to convey his message)
Well… only a little… yes…
(The boys sigh in chorus and there are a few moments of silence)
I could fake suicide.
Your family, though.
(A long pause)
(Getting choked up)
I don't want to move.
We don't want you to, either.
(The boys look around at each other, getting teary-eyed)
(His voice is shaking)
You see what you did to us, Charlotte? You turned us into a bunch of girls.
(Wiping his eyes)
So are we.
Popsicles for all.