My Newest Old Friend
My Newest Old Friend.
Scene: Front of my (Grandma’s) apartment at the Beach.
Characters: Three young boys, around twelve, ten and eight.
Grandma, 73 yrs old. (We’ll call her “G”)
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Time: Day before yesterday.
The three boys are standing next to my parking place,
Dripping wet in their bathing suits
Munching on some snack or other.
We’ve never met before.
They are staying here at the beach,
For the weekend.
G, after a long day,
Struggles to get out of her Jeep.
She is wearing Ed Hardy shoes,
and a jacket with skulls on it.
The twelve year boy old giggles.
G: Are you laughing at me?
Boy: No, You’re Cool !
G: Do you think I’d go over well in Miami?
Boy: Yes.
G. Bye, I’ve got to go to the mailbox.
Boy: See ya later, alligator,
In the hip hop clothes!
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Time: Today.
Characters: G and the twelve year old boy.
G. Is standing on the second floor stairs balcony.
Boy is coming back from taking pizza box to the trash.
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G: Hi. What’s up?
Boy: Nothin’. What’s up with you?
G: I’m going to a picnic.
Boy: I’m going to the Beach. See ya later.
This boy is now G's ”newest old friend.”
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