episode sixteen: the play's the thing

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chapter eight: the one with the play that makes you look good

chapter eight: the one with the play that makes you look good

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in class, miss t was handing us back our one act plays. "class, i have finished reading your one act plays and i learned a lot about the inner workings of your minds. in some cases, maybe a little too much" miss t said handing woody his play. "woody, i made an appointment with the school councilor" miss t tells woody. "why? when i wrote that, my step dad steve was flattened by a steamroller and ripped apart by wolves... that was just a metaphor" woody says. "your appointment's at 3" miss t says, walking past his desk to addison's behind him. "some plays were a little wordy" miss t says, dumping addison's in front of her which was the same size as all narnia books plus harry potter and the deathly hallows combined. 

"and some plays had almost no words at all" miss t says, handing zack his play. "there was a lot of sub text" zack says. "that was a description of a guy eating a sandwich. what were you thinking when you wrote this?" miss t asked. "i was thinking i had 5 minutes to get to class and i could really go for a sandwich" zack answered. "did you like my play miss tutwieller?" bailey asked miss t who handed bailey her play. "not really" miss t says quickly. she held the last 2. "cody and samantha. cody and samantha. cody, your tortured touching drama was so brilliant and samantha, your supernatural/sci fi was amazing! i think they both deserve a broader audience" miss t tells us.

"wow thank you miss tutwieller" cody thanked her. "thanks miss t" i say with a smile as she hands us our plays. "now class, for your final drama assignment everyone will participate in either cody or samantha's play" miss t told the whole class. "just cody's" i say. i don't wanna have people perform mine. "ok. cody's play. to be performed next week on the sky deck" miss t corrected. and the whole class said 'no'. "what did their plays have that mine didn't?" zack asked our teacher. "dialogue, plot, characters, emotions, accurate spelling, proper grammar and the absence of a bologna bookmark" miss t answers zack.

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zack's pov

i was working when mr moseby came over to me complaining. "i can't believe emma's dating bruno" moseby tells me. "the guy that cleans the sewage flap?" i asked, chuckling and looking over at my teacher with bruno. "i thought she hit rock bottom when she dated you" i say. "watch it. i mean, what does he have that i don't have?" moseby asked and we both looked at bruno. "apparently her" i answer, walking over to a table to clean it. "whatever. i couldn't care less who she dates. i mean sure, we went out a couple of times and took a tango class together but apparently that means nothing to her" moseby told me, still sitting at the bar. "you really like her" i tease him, wiping down the table. "mind your own beeswax" moseby replies as i walk back over to the juice bar.

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