[In a dark hallway, enter three seventh grade bullies, Charly, Kyle and Robin as a younger student runs away crying. Jack and Austin laugh after him. Robin ignores them, looking at her face in a compact mirror]
Kyle: That was sweet! [High-fives Austin] That dork will never squeal¹ on us again.
Charly: Did you hear him? "Oh, please! Don't kill me! Leave me alone!" [Scoffes] Should have known his place to begin with and he wouldn't be where he is now.
Robin: [Snapping her compact mirror shut] Shut up, you doofuses! Authorities might be around. You don't want to bring them down on us, do you?
Charly: [annoyed] Oh, shut it, Bobby. You worry too much. The last time an administrator was in this hallway was the fire of 1987. Besides, there are no cameras in this hall anyways.
Robin: There are in the rest of the building—
Kyle: No mics though.
[Kyle and Charly chuckle]
Robin: [Sighs, rolls her eyes] Boys…
Charly: [Loud, dramatic sigh] Girls.
Kyle: Where are we meeting afterschool?
Charly: At the park for a smoke.
Kyle: [Satisfied] Cool, see you then.
Charly: See you. [Fake passion] Goodbye, Robin.
Robin: [flatly] Goodbye dweebs.
[Kyle laughs]
[Exeunt²]
squeal – to tattle-taleExeunt – group exit