A couple knocks of the door, nothing out of the ordinary

A couple knocks of the door, nothing out of the ordinary. Pause. A couple more knocks on the door. Pause. Banging on the door now.

Sarah: (muffled behind the door) Hey! HEY!

Sarah slams open the door and rushes to Devon’s bed.

Sarah: Get up, you little twerp!

A slapping sound.

Devon: Ouch! Leave me alone you –

Sarah: (yelling, annoyed) Mom! He’s AWAKE. Are you HAPPY? (mumbling) She always has ME doing everything for him when he can perfectly take care of his own little…

Sarah exits Devon’s room, slamming the door shut.

Devon: Geez. What’s her problem today? He yawns and stretches, and the bed squeaks as he rolls out of bed.

Knocks on the door again. Mrs. Thompson talks from the other side.

Mrs. Thompson: Devon, sweetie, are you up yet?

Sound of a drawer opening and clothes being taken out.

Devon: Yeah, Mom, I’m changing.

Mrs. Thompson: Oh good! I was so afraid you forgot. Today is your first day at VAA School.

Devon: Duh! Devon opens the door, dressed. I’ve been looking forward to this all week.

Sarah comes seemingly out of nowhere.

Sarah: (irritated) I’ve been looking forward to this all month! Devon walks toward the bathroom. Don’t you dare use the bathroom before me! I haven’t brushed my teeth yet!

Fast footsteps race to the bathroom. Sarah gets there first and is trying to close the door on Devon.

Devon: (strain in the voice as he’s trying to push the door open) Sarah…! Let… me… use… the bathroom!

Sarah: (straining also) NO!... I… was here… FIRST!

Devon: But you… already… took your shower!

Sarah: I still… need to… brush my teeth… and do… my hair!

Mrs. Thompson: (sternly) Sarah, let your brother use the bathroom.

Sarah gives up trying to close the door, making Devon fall and the door hit the wall.

Sarah: What?! That is so not fair! I got here first!

Mrs. Thompson: But Devon hasn’t even been in the bathroom yet. He’s a boy. He won’t be long.

Devon: (on the ground, in pain) Yeah…!

Sarah: But… UGH! Fine! Why do I even try?

Mrs. Thompson: Sarah, there’s still half an hour left. You can wait your turn.

Devon: (faking innocent sweetness) Thanks Mom!

He slams the door shut.

Sarah: Who puts ON their clothes before showering anyway?!