This fanfiction was originally a short play written and performed, both
mainly by Daisy, in one drama lesson. Therefore, I have to give credit to
Daisy for her wonderful plot, of which she has given me permission to use,
word-for-word, apart from the names. The characters names have been
changed. And also the genders in various parts. I have to thank Mrs Badger,
our teacher, for her part of giving us the concepts to write this in. Also,
there is no one by the name of Kayley; I just needed a NAME to put in to
fill a line. Oh, and Butch's part doesn't suit him; I just needed someone
to fill that part. Ash's first line makes little sense either; but that was
how it was first written for an airhead female and that's how it'll stay.
And though it makes no sense now to call it this, I give you…
1 'Neville', a Play Based Around The Concepts Secrecy And Anger
BROCK: Wanna come to the disco with us on Saturday?
JAMES: Uh, well…
TRACEY: Oh come on, I'll introduce you to Kayley.
BUTCH: It won't be as much fun without you.
JAMES: Well, all right.
ASH: Great. What are you gonna wear?
At the party…
BROCK, TRACEY, BUTCH and ASH: (drunkenly) Woah… hey baby… oh ah…
JAMES: Excuse me.
BUTCH: Hey! Where you going?
JAMES: The bog.
BROCK: Uh, that's the women's toilets…
JAMES: I know.
TRACEY: OH MY GOD! He's a SHE! (pulls off wig)
BUTCH: A he-she!
ASH: What's that?
BROCK: Never mind. Why the hell didn't you tell us?
JAMES: Uh…
ASH: What's a he-she?
TRACEY: I can't believe it!
BUTCH: She knows our deepest secrets!
BROCK: No she doesn't, not mine…
TRACEY: (to Brock) I knew it! You're gay!
BROCK: No!
ASH: What's gay? Gay? Gay like happy?
BUTCH: Forget it Ash. (to James) Who are you?
JAMES: Dotty, nineteen years old and… desperate?
TRACEY, BROCK, and BUTCH: Ugh! (walk off)
ASH: What the hell is going on? Hey, guys! Come back! I like him! (to Dotty) Why don't they like you?
DOTTY: Never mind… (both walk off)
So, what did ya think? Demented, I know. Now for the real version…
In which James is actually Sarah's real (ex)boyfriend.
Daisy, our writer (yes, she wrote that part for herself): Dotty/Neville (played by James in the Poké-version)
Me, uh, just me: Glynis (Brock)
Sarah Hendy (ugh): Sylvia (NOT Slyvia) (Tracey)
Michelle: Misha (Butch)
Kerry: Kez (Ash)
GLYNIS: Wanna come to the disco on Saturday?
DOTTY: Uh, well…
SYLVIA: Come on, I'll introduce you to James.
MISHA: It won't be as much fun without you.
DOTTY: Well, all right.
KEZ: Great. What are you gonna wear?
At the party…
GYLNIS, SYLVIA, MISHA and KEZ: (drunkenly) Woah… Hey baby… oh ah…
DOTTY: Excuse me.
MISHA: Hey! Where you going?
DOTTY: The bog.
GLYNIS: Uh, that's the men's toilets…
DOTTY: I know.
SYLVIA: OH MY GOD! She's a HE! (pulls off wig)
Misha: A he-she!
KEZ: What's that?
GLYNIS: Never mind. Why the hell didn't you tell us?
DOTTY: Uh…
KEZ: What's a he-she?
SYLVIA: I can't believe it!
MISHA: He knows our deepest secrets!
GLYNIS: No he doesn't, not mine.
SYLVIA: (to Glynis) I knew it! You're gay!
GLYNIS: No!
KEZ: What's gay? Gay? Gay like happy?
MISHA: Forget it Kez. (to Dotty) Who are you?
DOTTY: Neville, nineteen years old and… desperate?
SYLVIA, MISHA, and GLYNIS: Ugh! (walk off)
KEZ: What the hell is going on? Hey, guys! Come back! I like her! (to Neville) Why don't they like you?
NEVILLE: Never mind… (both walk off)
And though it makes no sense now to call it this, I give you…
1 'Neville', a Play Based Around The Concepts Secrecy And Anger
BROCK: Wanna come to the disco with us on Saturday?
JAMES: Uh, well…
TRACEY: Oh come on, I'll introduce you to Kayley.
BUTCH: It won't be as much fun without you.
JAMES: Well, all right.
ASH: Great. What are you gonna wear?
At the party…
BROCK, TRACEY, BUTCH and ASH: (drunkenly) Woah… hey baby… oh ah…
JAMES: Excuse me.
BUTCH: Hey! Where you going?
JAMES: The bog.
BROCK: Uh, that's the women's toilets…
JAMES: I know.
TRACEY: OH MY GOD! He's a SHE! (pulls off wig)
BUTCH: A he-she!
ASH: What's that?
BROCK: Never mind. Why the hell didn't you tell us?
JAMES: Uh…
ASH: What's a he-she?
TRACEY: I can't believe it!
BUTCH: She knows our deepest secrets!
BROCK: No she doesn't, not mine…
TRACEY: (to Brock) I knew it! You're gay!
BROCK: No!
ASH: What's gay? Gay? Gay like happy?
BUTCH: Forget it Ash. (to James) Who are you?
JAMES: Dotty, nineteen years old and… desperate?
TRACEY, BROCK, and BUTCH: Ugh! (walk off)
ASH: What the hell is going on? Hey, guys! Come back! I like him! (to Dotty) Why don't they like you?
DOTTY: Never mind… (both walk off)
So, what did ya think? Demented, I know. Now for the real version…
In which James is actually Sarah's real (ex)boyfriend.
Daisy, our writer (yes, she wrote that part for herself): Dotty/Neville (played by James in the Poké-version)
Me, uh, just me: Glynis (Brock)
Sarah Hendy (ugh): Sylvia (NOT Slyvia) (Tracey)
Michelle: Misha (Butch)
Kerry: Kez (Ash)
GLYNIS: Wanna come to the disco on Saturday?
DOTTY: Uh, well…
SYLVIA: Come on, I'll introduce you to James.
MISHA: It won't be as much fun without you.
DOTTY: Well, all right.
KEZ: Great. What are you gonna wear?
At the party…
GYLNIS, SYLVIA, MISHA and KEZ: (drunkenly) Woah… Hey baby… oh ah…
DOTTY: Excuse me.
MISHA: Hey! Where you going?
DOTTY: The bog.
GLYNIS: Uh, that's the men's toilets…
DOTTY: I know.
SYLVIA: OH MY GOD! She's a HE! (pulls off wig)
Misha: A he-she!
KEZ: What's that?
GLYNIS: Never mind. Why the hell didn't you tell us?
DOTTY: Uh…
KEZ: What's a he-she?
SYLVIA: I can't believe it!
MISHA: He knows our deepest secrets!
GLYNIS: No he doesn't, not mine.
SYLVIA: (to Glynis) I knew it! You're gay!
GLYNIS: No!
KEZ: What's gay? Gay? Gay like happy?
MISHA: Forget it Kez. (to Dotty) Who are you?
DOTTY: Neville, nineteen years old and… desperate?
SYLVIA, MISHA, and GLYNIS: Ugh! (walk off)
KEZ: What the hell is going on? Hey, guys! Come back! I like her! (to Neville) Why don't they like you?
NEVILLE: Never mind… (both walk off)