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(Open scene in the guidance office covered in inspirational posters; Ms. Heena sits behind her desk)

Ms. Heena: *buzzes onto the intercom* Hello

Teacher: *through the intercom* Yes?

Ms.Heena: *talking through the intercom and looking at the computer monitor* Is a...Ashlynn North in your class?

Teacher: *slight pause* Yes, she is.

Ms. Heena: Could she please be sent down to the guidance office at your soonest convenience?

Teacher: Of course, Ms. Heena. She'll be right down.

Ms. Heena: Thank you *hangs up the intercom*

(Clock on the wall can be seen skipping past ten minutes)

(Knock on office door)

Ms.Heena: Come in!

(Enter Ashlynn)

Ms.Heena: Ashlynn North, just the girl I wanted to see.

Ashlynn: Is this about the art class?

Ms.Heena: It is

Ashlynn: *loud inhale and exhale*

Ms.Heena: Please take a seat, Ashlynn.

Ashlynn: *sits down in a chair in front of Ms.Henna's desk*

(Enter Athena, Xsandra, Delora, and Aleen)

Xsandra: Ooh, what did I miss?

Delora: Where are we?

Aleen: Are we dead yet?

Delora: Dead? We're not dead, Silly.

Aleen: Darn...

Athena: *starts to get visibly nervous*

Ashlynn: *places elbow on the desk and holds head*

Ms.Heena: Is your head bothering you?

Ashlynn: You have no idea.

Xsandra: Oh yeah?! Her head is bothering me! Have you seen that face? *loud false gag*

Delora: Hey! That's not nice! Ash is pretty!

Xsandra: As pretty as a blobfish.

Delora: What's that?

Xsandra: It's an animal that looks like it was hot out of an orc's nose.

Delora: ...What's that?

Xsandra: Ugh, talking to you is useless.

Aleen: We are useless...

Athena: *nervously moves closer to Delora*

Delora: Athena, no need to be scared.

Athena: *slowly bends down and curled up into a ball on the floor*

Delora: *Awkwardly pats Athena on the head trying to give comfort*

Ms.Heena: Would you like an Advil or Tylenol?

Ashlynn: I thought the school couldn't give out more than a band-aid and an icepack.

Ms.Heena: Depends on who you talk to. Just don't tell anyone alright? So, do you want one?

Aleen: How about 300?

Ashlynn: Sure.

Ms.Heena: *grabs an Advil bottle from her desk drawer and gives one to Ashlynn* There you go.

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