50 : That’s What She Has To Say About That

50/365
1/30/2010

Characters:
Josephine – Pretty Girl
Francesca – Prettier Girl
Wes – Dude Friend

Setting:
High School Lunch Tables

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Josephine, Francesca, and Wes are sitting at the lunch tables during break.  Wes tosses his finished, crumpled paper lunch bag to the trashcan and misses entirely.

Wes: Just off.

Francesca:            Oh yeah, how were workouts this morning?

Josephine:            Brutal.

Francesca:            I can’t believe you’re here at 6:30 every other day doing.

Josephine:            Some call it optional; I say it’s dedication.  Sure doesn’t mean I’ll be able to squat for days, but, you know…

Wes:                        That’s what she said!

Wes cracks up, Francesca finds it humorous.

Josephine:            Hard-i-har-har, Wes.  Real funny.

Wes:                        I know!  That’s why I say it!

Josephine:            Uh-huh.  Oh Fran, for Chem, were you able to figure out the balanced equations?

Francesca:            No, all of them were too big for even me.

Wes:                        Hah!  That’s what she said!

Wes cracks up.

Wes:                        It’s too easy.

Josephine:            That’s probably why you say it so often.

Wes:                        Well, you two do set me up so nicely.

Francesca:            Remind me why we let you hang out with us again?

Bell rings.

Francesca:            Your safe… for now.

Josephine:            Hey Wes, do you mind if I borrow your calculator?  I forgot mine at home and I got Calc next.

Wes:                        Nope.  Here, lemme…

Wes searches through backpack for calculator.

Josephine:            Thanks.  I really need it bad or I’m fucked.

Wes stops.

Francesca:            Wes, don’t….

Wes:                        That’s what…

Josephine swings around and decks him and knocks him out.

Francesca:            Whoa, my god! Josephine, why did you do that?

Josephine:            What?  You saying you weren’t thinking it, too?

Francesca:            No.  But you…

Josephine looks in Wes’ backpack while Francesca stands over Wes and makes sure he’s breathing; nudges w/ foot.  Josephine takes the calculator.

Josephine:            Did it?  Yeah.

Francesca:            Yeah.

Josephine:            Thanks for the calculator, Wes!  I’ll give it back after school; okay?

Wes grumbles.

Francesca:            Remind me never to be annoying around you, ever.

Josephine:            Awww, I’d never cold-cock a girl; unless she’s Wes.

Girls leave for class.

Francesca:            Pussy ass bitch got knocked up with only one hit.

Josephine:            You’re cute when you try to be hard.

Girls leave.  Wes laughs softly to self.

Wes:                        That’s… what… she… said.

Wes knocks out.