Chapter 19

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       (Hours later, school was over. The noisy hallway is full of students walking out their classrooms.)

       (Fang and Jimmy are walking alongside eachother. they are in a discussion)

Fang: ...yeah. that will be awesome

Jimmy: (startled) it will?

Fang: am like definitely gonna go.

       (Stacey is mute, sitting amongst some group of girls as they talk.)

Fang: (to Jim, Sotto) there's that bitch...who not surprisingly lied for that son of a bitch.

        (Jimmy chuckles)

Fang: (sotto) like seriously. why would she do that?

Jimmy: she's the black kueen

         (Fang chuckles)

Jimmy: what? she is.

Fang: I know. it's just the way you said it...it's like you were putting 'k' in place of 'q'

Jimmy: (repeats) black kueen.

         (Fang laughs as she starts walking away)

Jimmy: (going after her) what?

        (At the toilet entrance, Timon is holding a mob stick standing with the janitor)

Jenitor: {an old black man (65).} (Referencing the mob stick) That stuff long enough for you?

Timon: (one hand on his stomach) em yeah. It's good.

Jenitor: yeah. I always wanted this. someone who could clean this spot with me. someone like you precisely.

Timon: (confused) someone like me?

Jenitor: yes. when I say someone like you, I mean a student. you know... you folks always mess up my cleaning.

Timon: oh. s-sorry about that.

       (Two girls walk out from the toilet)

#Girl 1: (to timon, scoffs) nice going at Michael.

#Girl 2: yeah. don't do the same with the cleaning.

        (The girls giggle as they leave)

Timon: (mood swing. whispers) sure thing.

Jenitor: oh no. now don't act all stupid thinking about those girls and what they said. you should always think about people that matter...not the other way around. you know what...? am cutting you some slack. (points) you clean that spot, you're done.

Timon: oh. thanks Mr... jenitor.

Jenitor: what!? what did you call me...? it's Sam Phillips. young man.

Timon: am sorry. thanks Mr Sam...Phillips.

Jenitor: that's right. now get to work. (heads into the toilet.)

        (Timon starts limping as he mobs slowly)

    (Fang and Jimmy are passing by. Jimmy catches sight of Timon.)

Fang: (giggling)

Jimmy: (sights Timon) timon!

Fang: what? (looks sideways)

Jimmy: (heads towards him) Timon!

Timon: Jimmy?

        (Jimmy hugs him)

Timon: (in pain) ouch ouch ouch.

Jimmy: you're alive!

Timon: I am.

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