Broke city(live play)

Act 1

(Drakes point of view)

Drake sighs, tired of how this god forsaken town has been, tired of all of the hurt. Drake just got Cameron's phone number from Cameron's girlfriend Julie 2 nights ago. He hasn't seen Cameron in 2 years since Cameron was off to turner college(studying law). He couldn't contact him due to his phone being stolen and the loss of his number, until now of course. He stole a cheep 10 dollar flip phone. It came with free service. Otherwise this city would be off the grid. They've been friends since they were in the 6th grade now 19. They're home is a frat house(known as the June Squad) in which a large group of 35 people bought a fairly large(but still cramped house)in Broke city, witch was of course ironic due to the fact that this was a broken city, with high crime rates, nothing but crumbling buildings. Grass covered much of the once beautiful roads, with its occupants holding on by a thread, it is a littered waste land! And an even harder one to survive in. Drake takes out his phone and calls Cameron's cell number as he rides this old tattered city bus home from work, with the 10 ravioli cans, and the lighter that he stole from his boss, Mr.Bunner, he dials the number of his childhood friend and waits as it rings........

Cameron;
                   Hello?
Drake;
                   Hello Is this Cameron.
Cameron;
                  Yes who is this???
Drake;
                  (With extreme sarcasm)Ill give you a hint I'm tall, I have red hair, and big jugs and we grind all the time.
Cameron;
                 (Excitedly)WHATS UP JULIE!!!!!!
Drake;
                  (chuckles)What? no you idiot its drake. And how the hell do I sound like Julie.
Cameron;
                  Oh......WHATS UP DRAKE!!!!! And sorry I've been distracted lately, But wait you don't have big jugs or red hair?(giggling) jugs!!!
Drake;
                 Of course I don't ha-ha, I would really hope not,..... so what's up its been awhile
Cameron;
                  (robotically says) Its fine. Couldn't be better
Drake;
                  (Concerned and stern)Cameron! You and I both know that the words 'its fine' means not so good. Spill it dude!!!!!! 
Cameron;
                  (panicked)You cant tell anyone though, not the June squad, and especially not Julie
Drake;   
                  Okay(hesitant)I...I wont, I promise, hey listen, can we meet somewhere.....
Cameron;
                  Yeah actually I'm on my way back to you all (depressingly)I've missed yawl. Don't tell anyone that I'm coming......
Drake;   
                 (sarcastically) Oh no of course not, this bit of information wouldn't make Julie happy at all, and What about turner college? Graduations only around the corner dude. Two more weeks!!!!!
Cameron;
                  Oh ha-ha(annoyed), Not for me. I got booked man.
Drake;
                  (surprised)What! why. What did you do this time?
Cameron; 
                  Its not what I've done, its what I'm doing. Ill be home soon then we can talk about it. Just keep your trap shut until then, I mean it.
Drake;
                  (concerned)Mmmm just be safe please..........
Cameron;
                 (sighs deeply) [Beeeeeb........](dead line)

The bus was barely making progress, it had to maneuver around dead, and warn cars. Kind of like an obstacle course in the middle of the road. An explosion suddenly sounds although it was 2 blocks away from them, it was still deafening .  5 minutes later they turn the corner to see a small car in flames burning like dry timbers. Gasoline leaked every where, setting patches of grass covered cement on fire. It appears as if it rocketed into the already broken electric line.probally another drunk driver, and besides its been 4 months since they had any electricity, well in this part of town anyways. No body gave it a second glance, this sort of thing happened every day. It would burn it self out. And if it spread nothing could be done, with no fire station, no paramedics, or police officers, what could be done.....

Bus passenger;
                     (out of no where interrupting drakes thoughts) I Remember when the flowers used to bloom(startling Drake), god they were so beautiful, in fact I met my husband at a flower shop, I remember when he first saw me, I was at the counter, trying to buy tulips for my dying mother, she loved tulips, so did I, but I didn't have enough, I was a nickel short, A NICKEL SHORT, and he comes to me and holds out his hand with a dollar bill and just smiles, and I thank him and I ask , what can I do to repay you, and he says let me take you to dinner,  ahaha that was 56 years ago.(sad and distant) My poor Johnny he's gone now I've been on my own for 12 years...... 
Drake;
              (sympathetically)What happened
Bus passenger;
               (Angrily) 3 young wretches came behind us, one night, while we were coming home from the post office they knocked me out and I woke up on the curb, covered in blood beside my dead Johnny poor, poor Johnny. They took his wallet, but there was nothing in it because we just bought a bag full of stamps(frustratingly) what a waste of life!!!!!(teeth clenched)

Drake didn't say anything after that he just simply watched the flecks of light dance, coming from the burning car now which is now in the distance......they turned the corner and it was gone. He looked at the road and estimated that he was 2 minutes away from home He took his back pack with his cans of ravioli and lighter. Then prepared to get off at his stop.

Drake;
             (sighing with relief as he thought)well June squad here I come!