Monday, March 30, Noon. Tabitha is sitting alone at lunch at a table in the corner, writing in her journal. She speaks quietly as she writes.
Tabitha: It wasn’t always this way. I used to be one of them.
(She glances at the table where Veronica and the other cheerleaders are sitting).
But last summer everything changed. It was all because of that stupid pool party. I went with my best friend,
(she glances at Veronica again),
and I was excited because the guy I liked was going to be there. We got to the party and we were having a great time dancing when my crush arrived. He kept smiling at me and finally asked if Veronica and I wanted to go swimming. I blushed and said sure but Veronica said no thanks. Everyone asked her why she didn't want to swim, and I blurted something about it being her time of the month! Everyone laughed and she ran inside, crying. I felt terrible and I went to go comfort her and apologize. Veronica was curled up on the couch, sobbing. I tried to apologize but she started screaming at me. "How could you do this to me? You and I both know that I can't go swimming because of my wig, why didn't you just keep your big mouth shut?" I replied, "I was just trying to make an excuse for you. You know, it would be easier if you just told everyone about your alopecia!" She glared at me, then she looked past me, out to the sliding glass door, and her eyes widened. The entire party was staring at us with gaping mouths.
After that day she never talked to me again. She quickly reassured people that she didn’t have alopecia and that I was just jealous of her and her perfect hair. She spread false rumors about me, and I slowly lost all of my friends, until no one was left. I became depressed and I started to see myself change. I started to wear dark clothes and make-up, and I listened to more metal and punk music. One day when I was walking through town, I saw a girl look at me and then whisper to her friend. I only heard one word: Goth. Without knowing it I had joined the emerging subculture of dark, mysterious people. When school started in September, people stared at me like I was deformed or something. I was the new discussion topic of the school. Worst of all, Veronica made my life miserable whenever she possibly could. She tripped me in the hall, knocked my books off my desk, and made fun of my new look. I constantly tried to make amends with her, but after a while I gave up. Now I just live with the fact that I’ll never have any friends.
Being alone isn’t too bad
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Tabitha walks into the classroom and sees Veronica, Margret and Angela getting ready to make up the lab. She walks over to a lab table and starts preparing for the lab while ignoring the other people. She looks up to see Veronica glaring at her.
Tabitha: Do you have a problem Veronica?
Veronica: Yeah and it’s dressed like a freak.
Angela: Whoa dudette, that was hellacious.
Margret: Yeah, you shouldn’t be so mean. Didn’t you two used to be friends?
Veronica: Who asked you, you hacker?
An awkward silence passes over them and they continue with their lab. After a few moments they start to speak again.
Angela: This lab is way bogus, I don’t get it.
Margret: I can help you with it.
Veronica: Of course, trust the yuppie to show off her superior knowledge.
Tabitha: You’re just having a cow because you’re jealous that she’s smarter than you.
Veronica: Eat my shorts Tabitha.
There’s another pause before Angela speaks up again.
Angela: I still don’t get it.
Veronica: LIKE, NO ONE CARES. Can you just SHUT IT for like ten seconds?
Angela: Whoa chill brah. You be ‘illin.
Veronica: Don’t you have a like practice or a meeting with your homeboys or something?
Tabitha: Don’t YOU have to go meet up with your bimbo boy toy or something?
Margret: Please stop bickering! It’s not beneficial to us if we want to finish the lab before free block ends!
Veronica: Leave it to the WASP to only care about finishing the stupid lab!
Tabitha: No one wants you hear you, hoser.
Margret: Well I didn't say THAT.
Tabitha: But you were thinking it.
Margret: No I wasn't...
Veronica: (speaking to Tabitha) Don't be hatin' 'cause I'm bodacious, corn chip.
Tabitha: Bag your face, Veronica!
Angela: Dudettes calm down so we can finish the super hard lab. I legit need to finish it in order to play a fall sport, so can we just get on with it?
Veronica: You would only think about yourself.
Tabitha: You're one to talk you bimbette.
Veronica: Oh barf me out! I know you did NOT just say that!
Tabitha: So that makes you an airhead and deaf.
Margret: Please stop! This arguing might escalate to a physical altercation!
Veronica: Oh bite me you annoying dweeb!
Margret: I know you are but what am I!
Tabitha: (Sarcastically) Wow good one.
Margret: (Not getting that Tabitha was being sarcastic) Why thank you!
You're so kind.
Veronica: Can’t you even realize when you get burned?
Margret: I don’t understand.
Veronica: Of course you don’t you-
Angela: (cutting Veronica off) Whoa there preppy, slow your roll. She not dissin’ you, so why don’t you just mind your own business?
Tabitha: Here’s an idea, we don’t we all just do the lab as far away from each other as possible?
Margret: Well that sounds like a first-class way to settle our malicious dispute.
Angela: Malicious? Yikes speak some English, squirt so maybe then I can agree with you.
Margret: Well malicious means spiteful, malevolent…
Angela: Uhhhh… what?
Margret: It means not nice, like how gas is a whole $1.13 per gallon.
Veronica: Why do you know that?
Tabitha: Because unlike you, she’s actually educated.
Tabitha: It wasn’t always this way. I used to be one of them.
(She glances at the table where Veronica and the other cheerleaders are sitting).
But last summer everything changed. It was all because of that stupid pool party. I went with my best friend,
(she glances at Veronica again),
and I was excited because the guy I liked was going to be there. We got to the party and we were having a great time dancing when my crush arrived. He kept smiling at me and finally asked if Veronica and I wanted to go swimming. I blushed and said sure but Veronica said no thanks. Everyone asked her why she didn't want to swim, and I blurted something about it being her time of the month! Everyone laughed and she ran inside, crying. I felt terrible and I went to go comfort her and apologize. Veronica was curled up on the couch, sobbing. I tried to apologize but she started screaming at me. "How could you do this to me? You and I both know that I can't go swimming because of my wig, why didn't you just keep your big mouth shut?" I replied, "I was just trying to make an excuse for you. You know, it would be easier if you just told everyone about your alopecia!" She glared at me, then she looked past me, out to the sliding glass door, and her eyes widened. The entire party was staring at us with gaping mouths.
After that day she never talked to me again. She quickly reassured people that she didn’t have alopecia and that I was just jealous of her and her perfect hair. She spread false rumors about me, and I slowly lost all of my friends, until no one was left. I became depressed and I started to see myself change. I started to wear dark clothes and make-up, and I listened to more metal and punk music. One day when I was walking through town, I saw a girl look at me and then whisper to her friend. I only heard one word: Goth. Without knowing it I had joined the emerging subculture of dark, mysterious people.
When school started in September, people stared at me like I was deformed or something. I was the new discussion topic of the school. Worst of all, Veronica made my life miserable whenever she possibly could. She tripped me in the hall, knocked my books off my desk, and made fun of my new look. I constantly tried to make amends with her, but after a while I gave up. Now I just live with the fact that I’ll never have any friends.
Being alone isn’t too bad
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Tabitha walks into the classroom and sees Veronica, Margret and Angela getting ready to make up the lab. She walks over to a lab table and starts preparing for the lab while ignoring the other people. She looks up to see Veronica glaring at her.
Tabitha: Do you have a problem Veronica?
Veronica: Yeah and it’s dressed like a freak.
Angela: Whoa dudette, that was hellacious.
Margret: Yeah, you shouldn’t be so mean. Didn’t you two used to be friends?
Veronica: Who asked you, you hacker?
An awkward silence passes over them and they continue with their lab. After a few moments they start to speak again.
Angela: This lab is way bogus, I don’t get it.
Margret: I can help you with it.
Veronica: Of course, trust the yuppie to show off her superior knowledge.
Tabitha: You’re just having a cow because you’re jealous that she’s smarter than you.
Veronica: Eat my shorts Tabitha.
There’s another pause before Angela speaks up again.
Angela: I still don’t get it.
Veronica: LIKE, NO ONE CARES. Can you just SHUT IT for like ten seconds?
Angela: Whoa chill brah. You be ‘illin.
Veronica: Don’t you have a like practice or a meeting with your homeboys or something?
Tabitha: Don’t YOU have to go meet up with your bimbo boy toy or something?
Margret: Please stop bickering! It’s not beneficial to us if we want to finish the lab before free block ends!
Veronica: Leave it to the WASP to only care about finishing the stupid lab!
Tabitha: No one wants you hear you, hoser.
Margret: Well I didn't say THAT.
Tabitha: But you were thinking it.
Margret: No I wasn't...
Veronica: (speaking to Tabitha) Don't be hatin' 'cause I'm bodacious, corn chip.
Tabitha: Bag your face, Veronica!
Angela: Dudettes calm down so we can finish the super hard lab. I legit need to finish it in order to play a fall sport, so can we just get on with it?
Veronica: You would only think about yourself.
Tabitha: You're one to talk you bimbette.
Veronica: Oh barf me out! I know you did NOT just say that!
Tabitha: So that makes you an airhead and deaf.
Margret: Please stop! This arguing might escalate to a physical altercation!
Veronica: Oh bite me you annoying dweeb!
Margret: I know you are but what am I!
Tabitha: (Sarcastically) Wow good one.
Margret: (Not getting that Tabitha was being sarcastic) Why thank you!
You're so kind.
Veronica: Can’t you even realize when you get burned?
Margret: I don’t understand.
Veronica: Of course you don’t you-
Angela: (cutting Veronica off) Whoa there preppy, slow your roll. She not dissin’ you, so why don’t you just mind your own business?
Tabitha: Here’s an idea, we don’t we all just do the lab as far away from each other as possible?
Margret: Well that sounds like a first-class way to settle our malicious dispute.
Angela: Malicious? Yikes speak some English, squirt so maybe then I can agree with you.
Margret: Well malicious means spiteful, malevolent…
Angela: Uhhhh… what?
Margret: It means not nice, like how gas is a whole $1.13 per gallon.
Veronica: Why do you know that?
Tabitha: Because unlike you, she’s actually educated.
Angela: (mumbles) Here we go again…
Veronica: No one asked you wastoid!
Tabitha: Does it look like I care you trendie?