After School
Short Script for all you bus riding public school kiddies like myself.
After School belongs to the following groups:
Short stories - Spherical Scriptings and WMGAfter School
By
Ryan Duclos
Ryan: Anyone up for a game of Soul?
Scott: Hey Ryan! Hurry over, the bus is coming.
Ryan: Ah thanks Scott, today’s the day and I need the perfect seat.
{Bus pulls up, kids start getting on}
Ryan: Third from the back on the right, that’s where she likes to sit.
Scott: Who?
Ryan: Hey come on, don’t sit with me… go over there.
Scott: Oh I see, like she’s going to sit next to you.
Ryan: Shut up, anyways she has to, she sits here everyday. Here, take my trumpet, I don’t want her to think there isn’t enough room.
{Nate Enters, and sits next to Ryan}
Nate: Dude, do I have the story for you.
Ryan: Not now!
Nate: You have to hear it.
Ryan: Fine, just hurry alright?
Nate: OK, well I just wanted to tell you, don’t sit in that seat over there.
Ryan: What… Why?
Nate: My brother’s friend had sex with a girl in that seat during the bus ride home last week.
Ryan: Go away Nate.
Nate: Dude I’m serious, it was after we get off then he got off, hahaha.
Ryan: Why did you tell me that?
Scott: Here she comes, good luck!
Ryan: Ah, get out of here Nate.
{Ryan pushes Nate out of the seat}
{Ryan checks his breath by blowing into his cupped hands}
{THE girl sits down beside Ryan}
Bus Driver: Everyone on? Good lets go.
{30 minutes pass}
{Ryan and Scott get off the bus]
Scott: Dude she sat next to you! But you didn’t even say a word, what happened?
Ryan: I was going for the mysterious type, I heard girls like that.
Scott: Shut up, you were scared. I could smell your sweat.
Ryan: No I wasn’t!
Scott: You didn’t even look at her! You just sat there and stared out the window.
Ryan: SO!
{Brett enters}
Brett: Hey jackass time for a whitey! (Taking ones face and shoving it in the snow)
Ryan: Get lost fatty.
Brett: Ooo, good one.
{Brett runs over and pushes Ryan into the snow ditch}
Ryan: FUCK YOU!
Brett:(starts laughing) What did you just say?
Ryan: Freak you.
Brett: No you didn’t, I’m so telling your dad!
Ryan: I don’t care.
Brett: Yea right, your old man would flip if he knew what you just said.
Ryan:(whispers to Scott) Can you take my trumpet to your house? I’ll come and pick it up later.
{Ryan hands Scott his trumpet}
{Ryan bends down and makes a snowball as Brett keeps walking}
Ryan: Brett!
{Ryan hurls the snowball at Brett, unfortunately it misses}
Brett: You’re getting it now!
{Brett chases after Ryan, but gives up after a minute}
{Ryan enters his house}
Ryan’s Mom: Hey Ryan how was the bus ride home?
Ryan: It sucked.
Ryan’s Mom: Ryan Daniel Duclos, what did I say about saying sucked?
Ryan: Fine, it was shiii…
Ryan’s Mom: Bite your tongue mister and go to your room.
Ryan: Well I was going there anyways.
Shannon Rene' ...
lol, reminds me so much of high school…i got a huge kick out of this!
Ryan Duclos replied
Thank you, I had a lot of fun writing it.
Hilton Briscoe
hah! I love this, reminds me of school days I wish I had.
Its great.