The Question

This is a conversation between Two boys, Allen and Eric, I'm lazy so
A is for Allen and E is for Eric. Enjoy the play.

A: (impatiently) So? Did you ask the Question?
E: What Question?
A: What do you mean? What question? What other question is there? ''Do you want to go to the Prom?''
E: No I didn't ask her if she wanted to go to the prom! I can't ask her!
I don't even know her!
A:Of course you know her. You just spent the last twelve years going to school with her!
E: Yeah, and in all the time, I've probably spoken to her a grand total of six times. In five of those times she didn't say anything back. Allen I can't do this! What if she turns me down?
A: (smiling) I already told you, she won't turn you down! That's the beauty of this. I know for a fact she thinks you're cute and that she wants to go to the prom with you. She just doesn't have the nerve to ask you.
E: How do you know?
A: I already told you! She told Jessica
E: Okay, okay. I'll ask her tomorrow.
A: Ask her tonight. Call her now! (He turns for the door) I'll dial.
E: (stopping him) Allen! What difference does it make when I ask her?
A: Because if you don't do it tonight, you won't ever do it.
E: And so what if I don't ever do it? I don't see what the big deal is.
A: The big deal is that this is you senior prom! If you don't go to your senior prom, you'll regret it. Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
E: So I regret it.
A: Just call her.
E: Why do you want me to ask her so bad? Oh I get it. You're ashamed of me.
A: Eric, I couldn't care less what other people think of you.
E: (pouncing) Ha! So people do think I'm Stange!
A: Eric, no one thinks you're Stange. They should, but they don't.
E: I just don't see why you're so determined-
A: Because I don't wanna be alone with Jessica all night long, okay?
E: Then you ask Brittany to the prom
A: I don't wanna be alone with Brittany either.
E: Then who- ?
A:YOU, you Idiot! I want to go to the prom with you! (There is a pause)
A: Wait... That didn't come out right.
I mean I want you and Brittany to come to the prom with Jessica and me.
E: (turning away) Oh..
A: I want someone to talk to during dinner.
E: Okay, Okay I'll call her.
A: Now? (He turns for the door)
E: (irritated) Yes, now! You're obviously not going to stop bugging me until I do.
A: Wait!
E: Now what?
A: Let's practice first.
E: oh no!
A: come on. Just do it. Okay I'll pretend to be Brittany. You pretend to be you.
You've just called me. (He clears his throat; in a female voice.) Hello? (Eric stares at him with a smile)
E: Is this really necessary?
A: With anyone else probably not. (''Brittanys'' voice again) Hello? Is anyone there?
E: (bored) Hi Brittany. I wanted to know if you wanted to go to the prom with me.
A: (''Brittanys'' voice) Who's this?... (normal voice) Come on! I'm just trying to get you to relax a little.
E: (very tense) I'm relaxed,okay? I'm perfectly relaxed.
A: I don't get it. Didn't you go to the prom before you met me? Last year? Or the year before?
E: No (quietly) I've never been to a dance, okay?
A: What? Never?
E: Never! Do I have to wear it on a sign around my neck? (quietly) I'm...not sure I even know how to dance.
A: (smiling again) Really?
E: Allen!
A: (reassuringly) Okay, okay. There's nothing to it. You just sort of...
(He begins to sway) Move to the music.
That's the great thing about dancing- it's impossible to do it wrong. Do you have, like, a radio or something? Turn on some music.
E: Yeah sure (Eric turns the radio to some up-tempo song
A:Okay,just sort of... go with the flow. (Allen begins to dance. He's clearly practiced for hours in front of the mirror, but he's actually pretty good)
A: now you try (Eric looks to see what Allen is doing, tries to mimic his moves.)
A: No don't look at me. Just do whatever feels right. (Eric tries again. He's embarrassingly awkward.)
A: You're to stiff. Try to loosen up
E: I though you said it was impossible to do it wrong!
A: I was wrong, okay. I'd never seen you dance. (Watching Eric) That's better. (They continue to dance. Eric is awkward.)
A: That's it! That's it. That's all you do. (The song comes to an end. A slow song starts. There is an awkward pause.)
E: What if Brittany wants to...slow dance?
A: What?
E: Slow dance. What if Brittany wants to slow dance?
A: (hesitantly) Well... it's sort of just the same thing, only you do it a lot slower, and you do it while holding onto someone else. (They Stare at each other for a second; the slow music continues to play.)
A: Oh what the hell! (Allen steps forward and takes Eric in his arms. They stay a foot apart.)
A: Okay. Pretend I'm you and you be Brittany. I put my hands on you waist. You put your hands on my shoulders.
E: Like this?
A: Close enough. Now we just sort of...sway back and forth. I'll lead and you -Brittany- follow  (they dance away)
A: You know, there is not another guy on this planet that I'd do this with (they continue to dance. Eric is getting into it now- far better then before)
A: Say you're not bad. You're actually a lot better than Jessica.
E: Come on.
A: It's true! She dances like Frankenstein walks.
E: Anyway... (An awkward silence. Then Allen speaks- less enthusiastically then before)
A: Well... I suppose we should call her now
E: (quietly, head down) Yeah, Okay.
(Allen starts for the door. Eric speaks, stopping him)

E: Well actually there is one more thing.
A: yeah? (There is another pause. Allen looks at Eric with confusion)
E: Nothing! Never mind.
A: No. tell me
E: ( Dismissively)  No,really it's  stupid.
A: Come on
E: Well... it's just that I...
A: Yeah?
E: (embarrassed, awkwardly) Well, what if she wants me to... kiss her good night?
A: Huh?
E: It's just That I've never actually kissed anybody before.
A: (quietly) Oh
E: (turning away)
You probably think I'm an idiot asking all these stupid questions.
A: No! No! There are no stupid questions. These aren't stupid questions. Not at all.
E: So, um...how do you do it?
A: Well, there is nothing to it, really. You just sort of stand together, really close.
E: Stand together close, okay.
(Eric and Allen step close together)
A: Don't pucker! That's what's everyone thinks at first, but it's not true.
E: (nodding) Don't pucker. Okay got it.
(They keep facing each other)
A: then you just... press your lips together.
E: Press lips.
A: And hold them there.
E: Hold them there. How will I know when to stop?
A: You just sort of...know.
E: Allem?
A: Yeah?
E: Do you ever think...
( They where so close to each other, that they could feel the breathe from the opposite person on their collar bone area.
Suddenly, Someone pounds on the door to Eric's bedroom. Both Eric and Allen start in alarm, then move to opposite sides of the room. The knock comes again.Eric turns to face the door.)
E: What is it?
( A women enters, Mrs Sloan, Eric's mother. By interrupting, she has completely sucked the oxygen out of the room; even the light seems brighter now, and harsher.)
Mrs.S: Erik your father needs to see you in the garage.
E: Mom, I've kind of got company right now. Can you tell him I've got company?
Mrs.S: Oh hello,Allen. I didn't know you were here.
A: Hello Mrs.Sloan
(She notice the fact that they are on opposite sides of the room.)
Mrs.S: What are you boys doing?
E: (simultaneously with Allen) Reading comic books
A: (simultaneously with Eric) Playing a Game!
E: We're just hanging out! Tell dad I'll come down after Alan leaves.
(Mrs.Sloan lingers, staring at them suspiciously.)
E: Anything else?
Mrs.S: No, No, I guess not. But we're having dinner in an hour. Oh and make your bed.
E: (quietly) So I guess I should call Brittany now, huh?
A: (quietly) Yeah I guess you should.
E: Okay they. (He starts for the door.)
A: Hey,
E: Yeah?!
A: Maybe after the prom, we can drive up to the lake.
E: With the Girls?
A: With 'em. Or without. Either way.

That's the end of this Story/ Play
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