After School

After 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.

After School

Ryan Duclos

Chicago, United States

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Short Script for all you bus riding public school kiddies like myself.

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