Summer
Chapter One
A young girl is lying on a therapist's couch. The therapist looks bored.
Therapist: When was the last time you took drugs?
Girl: (sitting up to face therapist, her eyes wide open, innocently) I haven't touched them in months, I swear. I have realised what they do to me and I will never touch them again.
Therapist: (looking up at the clock) That's the time up.
Girl: (looks disappointed) So there's no more sessions?
Therapist: That's it.
Girl: (standing up and shaking the therapist's hand.) Thank you so much, you've helped me immensely.
Therapist: You're welcome Tara and stay off drugs.
Tara: I will.
(Tara walks out the door.)
Tara: Delusional obstinate bitch. (She lights up a joint and inhales deeply.)
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A young girl walks outside; she carries a bag to a car and puts it on the back seat. She walks to the backyard and looks around.
Girl: Joey! (No answer.) For god's sake where are you?
(She looks up a tree. A young boy is lying across two branches, his eyes are closed. The girl picks up a stone and throws it at him, it hits his arm. He opens his eyes and looks down at her annoyed.)
Girl: Come on, we've got to go!
(The boy half falls, half climbs down and walks slowly to the car. He opens the door and slumps down in the seat with his eyes closed. The girl follows him.)
Girl: Where's your bag?
(He doesn't answer; she walks back into the house and into a room. The curtains are closed, the bed is a mess, there is cocaine, meth and pot in plain view and the walls are plastered with posters of heavy metal bands. She walks over to a cupboard and pulls out a heap of black tops, she searches for any coloured tops, but finding none she packs a bag with black clothes. She zips up the bag and walks back to the car with it. A woman is waiting in the car.)
Woman: Hurry up Ashleigh; I've got a meeting to go to.
Ashleigh: Sorry mum.
(She gets into the car and sits next to Joey, who still has his eyes closed. The car pulls out of the driveway. Ashleigh stares at Joey, then pulls his beanie off. Without opening his eyes, Joey pulls it back on, but not before Ashleigh sees a large bruise and a cut across his forehead. She turns away, not saying anything. Ashleigh sits there for 15 minutes bored. She turns back to Joey and opens his left eye with her fingers.)
Ashleigh: (looking into his eye, which is blood shot) What have you taken? (He opens both eyes and glares at her.) I think you took a little too much.
Joey: (slurred and mumbled.) I want it to last. (He closes his eyes again.)
Ashleigh: (triumphant) Ah! You talked. (He doesn't say anything.) Fine. (She turns away.)
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Chapter One
A young girl is lying on a therapist's couch. The therapist looks bored.
Therapist: When was the last time you took drugs?
Girl: (sitting up to face therapist, her eyes wide open, innocently) I haven't touched them in months, I swear. I have realised what they do to me and I will never touch them again.
Therapist: (looking up at the clock) That's the time up.
Girl: (looks disappointed) So there's no more sessions?
Therapist: That's it.
Girl: (standing up and shaking the therapist's hand.) Thank you so much, you've helped me immensely.
Therapist: You're welcome Tara and stay off drugs.
Tara: I will.
(Tara walks out the door.)
Tara: Delusional obstinate bitch. (She lights up a joint and inhales deeply.)
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A young girl walks outside; she carries a bag to a car and puts it on the back seat. She walks to the backyard and looks around.
Girl: Joey! (No answer.) For god's sake where are you?
(She looks up a tree. A young boy is lying across two branches, his eyes are closed. The girl picks up a stone and throws it at him, it hits his arm. He opens his eyes and looks down at her annoyed.)
Girl: Come on, we've got to go!
(The boy half falls, half climbs down and walks slowly to the car. He opens the door and slumps down in the seat with his eyes closed. The girl follows him.)
Girl: Where's your bag?
(He doesn't answer; she walks back into the house and into a room. The curtains are closed, the bed is a mess, there is cocaine, meth and pot in plain view and the walls are plastered with posters of heavy metal bands. She walks over to a cupboard and pulls out a heap of black tops, she searches for any coloured tops, but finding none she packs a bag with black clothes. She zips up the bag and walks back to the car with it. A woman is waiting in the car.)
Woman: Hurry up Ashleigh; I've got a meeting to go to.
Ashleigh: Sorry mum.
(She gets into the car and sits next to Joey, who still has his eyes closed. The car pulls out of the driveway. Ashleigh stares at Joey, then pulls his beanie off. Without opening his eyes, Joey pulls it back on, but not before Ashleigh sees a large bruise and a cut across his forehead. She turns away, not saying anything. Ashleigh sits there for 15 minutes bored. She turns back to Joey and opens his left eye with her fingers.)
Ashleigh: (looking into his eye, which is blood shot) What have you taken? (He opens both eyes and glares at her.) I think you took a little too much.
Joey: (slurred and mumbled.) I want it to last. (He closes his eyes again.)
Ashleigh: (triumphant) Ah! You talked. (He doesn't say anything.) Fine. (She turns away.)
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