(At Crestwood high, on scanty hallway. Camila struggles to open her locker)
Camila: (struggling) why won't this...
(Suddenly, the locker opens spilling out books)
Camila: (frustrated) uh! (squats as she picks up the books)
(Fang arrives on the hallway, frustrated. she looks around before she sights Camila; then she walks to her)
Fang: (calling out) Camila?
Camila: (looks at her) hey. you ok?
Fang: ...no. it's like am going mad!
Camila: why, what's going on? (now done picking the books she stands, putting them in her locker)
Fang: I can't...have you seen Jim anywhere?
Camila: em...no. I haven't seen him since after the test. why?
Fang: I've been... (looks around cautiously. sotto) I've been looking for him every where, I can't find him
Camila: have you checked the dinning?
Fang: that was the first place I looked. nothing. first I thought he sneaked out to go have lunch elsewhere but break is almost over...
(The Bell rings)
Fang: (rephrases) over. and I haven't seen him.
Camila: (shuts her locker. whispers) damn it
Fang: (expecting an idea) what? what do you got?
Camila: I shut my locker...just forget it.
Fang: you know, he did say he was going to see Timon.
(Getting ideas, they exchange looks)
Fang: no.
Camila: (agrees) no. (skeptical) no?
Fang: (skeptical) no.
Camila: (nods) no.
(Outside the Dikrols house, Jimmy is standing outside Timon's room window, waving and calling out)
Jimmy: Timon! Timon!
Voice of protagonist: while Camila and fang were wondering where Jim ran off to, Jim was well... right outside my house)
(In Timon's bedroom, pieces of a house puzzle are scattered on the table. the foundation of the house puzzle is complicated, Timon and Marcus are trying to put it together.)
(Timon is staring at the halfway constructed building...he picks up a piece of the puzzle, placing it on the empty space above)
Marcus: what the fuck men?
Timon: dude am thinking. ok?
Marcus: fuck that. that's completely wrong.
Timon: no it's not
Marcus: yes it is. that piece goes below. you don't build a fucking door on the roof. do you?
Timon: I could if I wanted to.
Marcus: no you couldn't!
Timon: (exhausted, sighs) yeah, yeah
Marcus: where is your mind? what the hell are you thinking about... fucking Camila?
Timon: (looks at him) ok. first of all, never associate Camila with the "F" word. and secondly...am not thinking about Camila... it's something else. it's something really deep, Strange... different. it's bullshit.
Marcus: what the fuck men, you watching porn?
(Outside the Dikrols house)
Jimmy: (waving and calling out) Timon! Timon! (gets no response. he picks up a stone and moves back.)
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THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY
HumorIntroducing Timon dikrol. A high school student and an introvert who goes through what every highschool introvert goes through, he's constantly bullied, shunned and taunted by his mates. All this makes Timon see his life as a sequential phenomenon...
