Death At The Party
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
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CONTINUED: 43.<br />
GARY:<br />
Your just so athletic and tall...<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Yes! I’m tall and very athletic,my<br />
Pilates regime is strenuous.<br />
Bradley and Gary both move closer to one another as if they<br />
are about to kiss.<strong>The</strong>y are then interrupted by Bradley’s<br />
cell.<br />
It’s Sarah!...get off me!<br />
Brad pushes Gary off of him,Gary lands on the floor<br />
GARY:<br />
Hah!!<br />
INTERCUT PHONE CONVERSATION:<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
What’s up Sarah? How’s ya fine ass<br />
doing?(Very Manly Tone)<br />
SARAH:<br />
Hi Bradley!...And I’m doing just<br />
fine (Rolling her eyes) I was just<br />
wondering,what time should me and<br />
my girls come around?<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Well me and my homies<br />
SARAH:<br />
You mean Gary?...<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Yeah!..I mean homey...you know what<br />
I’m saying,don’t be playing... we<br />
about to set up some shit up right<br />
now but make your way in about an<br />
hour and half...Ya feel me (Manly<br />
Tone)<br />
SARAH:<br />
Ok!..is there gonna be any pot<br />
there,tonight? Because I feel like<br />
smoking. You know...since it’s the<br />
end of the school year...I just<br />
feel like letting loose.<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Ugh! No! definitely not! <strong>The</strong>re will<br />
be no pot smoke..<br />
(CONTINUED)
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