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TEEN EXTRACT CONTINUED

 

PREPETTE 1

Go look for some brains to eat, Zombie Face.


BREE

If I did you’d be safe.


RANDY

Score!


PREPETTE 2

Get a tan.


ABI

Get a life.


JOSH

La-ame!


PREPETTE 3

Skank Skunk.


HANNAH

Witherspoon wannabe.

 

The girls nose-to-nose.

 

BREE                                                                              PREPETTE 1

Calorie counter!                                                                       Buzz killer!


 ABI                                                                                 PREPETTE 2

Bottle blonde!                                                                           Bondage bimbo!


 

    HANNAH                                                                               PREPETTE 3

Lizard-lips!                                                                                 Flour-features!

 

A passing Teacher, ANTOINETTE CHAUDY - 22 and visiting from France - jumps bravely between the packs.


MS CHAUDY

Non, non, non! We are Young Ladies of poise

and grace, non?


BREE
(dry)

Some of us.

 

   MS CHAUDY                                                                            PREPETTE 1

All of us.                                                                                       Some wouldn’t pass the physical.

 

MS CHAUDY

Assez, de vous vont! (Enough, go!)


She waves away the Prepettes who totter off, disgustedly swapping Goth-related insults under their breath.

 

    MS CHAUDY (CONT’D)                                                                   PREPETTE 1
       (to the Brat Pack)                                                                  She probably wants to give ‘em

You three, to the Ladies to wash                                                lessons in pit-hair braiding.

those innocent faces.


        HANNAH                                                                                             ABI

Why?                                                                                              Aw, Mi-iss!

 

MS CHAUDY (CONT’D)

To reveal the beautiful damsels within.


BREE

How come we have to change and they don’t?


MS CHAUDY

Because the world is a cruel, dark place.


HANNAH

Which is why Goths should rule.


MS CHAUDY

Allez, maintenant. Vite! (Go, now. Quickly!)

And put on the tights you left home in!


Sharing outraged looks at the injustice of it all, the Brat Pack turn to obey in rebellious ultra slow motion and we:


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INT. GIRLS’ TOILETS - MORNING


Abi enters a cubicle as Bree finishes swapping ripped tights for pristine ones and Hannah removes make-up at the mirror.


HANNAH

You’d think Ms Chaudy would be okay with this.

It’s not like she’s the Poster-Teacher for Normal.


BREE

She couldn’t be if she wanted to, she’s French.

Heads up!


She cheekily grabs a shot of Hannah’s reflection in the mirror with only half her eye-shadow removed.


HANNAH

Can you not? I look part panda!


BREE

They’re cute.


HANNAH

This one’ll turn feral if that ever leaves your phone.


BREE
(faux innocent)

I can’t even send it to your bro?


Bree smiling victoriously at Hannah’s guilt over doing the same thing with Josh the night before.


HANNAH

To anyone.


BREE

Then I better make sure I never hit the wrong

button by accident, hey?


In a passive-aggressive show of power Bree holds her phone up over the door of Abi’s cubicle.


HANNAH

That is seriously uncool.


BREE

It’s called a joke. And having fun.

(laughs)

And it’s awesome, you gotta see this.


She’s already thumbing her phone and Hannah looks doubtfully at her own phone S.F.X.: BUZZING a MESSAGE ALERT as we:


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INT. ART CLASS - MORNING


Abi, one eye on Ms Chaudy patrolling the sketching class, sneaks a look at the just arrived IMAGE on her phone.


Abi’s POV: Bree’s Panda shot of Hannah.


Seeing the same image arrive on her own phone Hannah shoots Bree a dark look … but then can’t help smiling at:


ABI
(miming)

Awww, so cute.


Abi looks back at her phone to see another MESSAGE from Bree and surreptitiously opens the MP ATTACHMENT.


Abi’s POV: Herself, picking her nose as she sits on the loo, bopping obliviously to music in her ear buds.


GIGGLES are stifled round the room and Abi, horrified to realize it’s gone to others, looks heart-brokenly at Bree.


BREE
(miming)

Sorry! Finger-trouble. I hit “All” instead of “Abi”.


MS CHAUDY
(calls)

Whatever is so funny needs to stop.


Feeling for Abi, Hannah forces herself back to her sketch of wild horses running free.


But as her charcoal touches the paper the HORSES suddenly carry the HEAVILY-BUILT RIDERS of her DREAM.


Hannah starts, Bree looking up curiously from the next seat.


BREE

What?


HANNAH
(covering)

You’ve got something.


Hannah points, then rubs her own face, showing Bree where to rub at a non-existent charcoal smudge.


BREE
(rubbing)

Did I get it?


Shaking her head Hannah reaches with charcoal-covered fingers to turn an unwitting Bree into a duplicate of the Panda-shot.


MS CHAUDY

Filles. (Girls.)


Arriving to get them back to work Ms Chaudy hands Bree - fussing fastidiously at her blackened hands - a tissue.


BREE


Seriously - single ply? This is why I wanted

to use water colours.


MS CHAUDY

Pardonnez-moi, s'il vous plaît.


Condescendingly forgiving as she uses the tissue to wipe her hands, Bree misses the sardonic tone.

 

BREE

It’s cool.


Moving on with a Gallic shrug Ms Chaudy leaves Bree looking part Panda … and Hannah smirking as she goes back to sketching.

 

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