A kid's curiosity

ACT 2. SCENE 1

Lights up on the stage. We see a table in the middle of it, with three chairs neatly placed around it. BEE is sitting down on another chair, in front of the table. SVEN is laying down a bit to the left of it. You can hear a barely noticeable squeaking sound in the background.

BEE: Oh, yes. Please. This is a perfect fucking time! Do it more!

SVEN: Are they doing it again?

BEE: I just don't know the reasoning behind having a jumping-in-the-bed party. (He looks up to the ceiling, yelling.) Especially when it's two twenty-fucking-four in the morning!

SVEN: We're awake too.

BEE: But we're not trying to break a hip bone. (Yelling.) Are we, Miss Devony?

SVEN: Let them be. They want to still be young.

BEE: I'm going to put a condom in their mail. No context.

SVEN: Do you have condoms right now?

BEE: My dad. It's not like he fucking cares.

SVEN: Why are we awake?

BEE: You had something to tell me.

SVEN: Right. This new kid came into the class about a week ago. He's nice.

BEE: He's nice.

SVEN: He doesn't talk much.

BEE: Your class is a mess. Nobody speaks.

SVEN: Yes. When spoken to.

BEE: You're too nice to teachers. So what about him is so special?

SVEN: Not special. Interesting.

BEE: Same thing.

SVEN: Maybe. He gets there super early and leaves as soon as he can. Honestly, I feel the same, new kid, but it's extreme.

BEE: Do you know his name?

SVEN: No. Should I? Oh, should I?

BEE: It's cool to learn at least that, you know.

SVEN: It's probably Harry. He looks like a Martin.

BEE: Okay, it doesn't look like a good situation.

SVEN: Why?

BEE: Why exactly are you telling me this?

SVEN: I just thought he stood out.

BEE: There it is. Maybe he doesn't want to. Poor kid.

SVEN: What?

BEE: Well, he doesn't seem very willing to make friends.

SVEN: He does seem a bit off, there, in the class.

BEE: Have you ever spoken to him?

SVEN: I locked eyes with him during an oral presentation. He looked away. I mean. I know I'm hideous, but come on!

BEE: Normally, I'd love to see distraught in anybody's eyes. But this sort of reminds me of before I started at the school.

SVEN: You looked so lost. Now we've exchanged roles. Yeah.

BEE: I was. Everything was new. And I didn't know anybody.

SVEN: You knew Harmony.