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Pracilla: (I'll set the table for one more just in case.)
Randy: (Runs into kitchen.) Why did you set the table for four?
Pracilla: (Stupidly.) Huh?
Randy: I said why did you set the table for four?
Pracilla: Just in case somebody else comes.
Randy: Oh, well that's a good idea.
Pracilla: Are you ready?
Randy: Yes I am.
Pracilla: You know your friend is probably going to be here in about five minutes.
Randy: (Estatic) Are you forreal!?
Pracilla: I'm standing right here aren't I?
Randy: Oh, yeah. ( Oh my god I can't believe he's coming over I'm so happy.)
(A few minutes pass and the doorbell rings.)
Pracilla: (Walks up to the door.) Who is it?
Josè: Umm it's Josè.
Pracilla: (Looks back at Randy with a smile and opens the door.)
Josè: (Smiles) Hello.
Josè's: Hey, I'm Josè's mom and he wanted me to come and have dinner with you. I told him that I don't like going places where I'm not invited.
Pracilla: Well that's okay I set the table just I'm case someone else might come anyways.
Josè: Umm, miss.
Pracilla: (Interupts.) No please call me Pracilla.
Josè: Okay, Pracilla where is Randy?
Pracilla: He's I'm here. Oh I'm sorry you can come in.
(Both Josè and his mom walk into Randy's house.)
Randy: Hey, Josè how are you doing?
Josè: I'm doing great what about you?
Randy: I'm alright now.
Josè: That's good.
Josè's Mom: Hey Randy.
Randy: Hey Ms. Monica how are you?
Ms. Monica: I'm alright, baby.
Randy: That's good.
Pracilla: (Clears throat.) I think we should have a seat now.
(All of them sit down at the table.)
(Time passes and knives and forks begin to hit the plates and Randy interrupts every one.)
Randy: Umm, I have something to say.
Pracilla: What is it?
Randy: Umm, I've been had something on my chest for a while and I need to tell you. (Takes a deep breath.)
Pracilla: Okay spit it out already it can't be that bad. Right?
Randy: Pracilla. (Takes another deep breath.) I'm gay and Josè is my boyfriend.
Pracilla: (Looks shocked.) Oh wow. Come here bro give me a hug you shouldn't have been worried to tell me anything and I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like I wouldn't accept you if you told me.
(Pracilla and Randy hug for a few minutes and let's him go and turns round to Ms. Monica and to ask her question.)
Ms. Monica: They've been going out for three weeks now.
Pracilla: Oh, well that's good I just wish that Randy would've told me earlier.
Randy: I'm sorry I was scared because I thought you wouldn't accept me when I told you.
Pracilla: Baby you are my brother I love you no matter what.
Narrator: After that moment of honesty and acceptance the rest of the night and Sunday went by fast. The next day was Monday and Randy now had to deal with the people at school.
Thank you.....
