Chapter 3
Evan's Home
(Isabel is in her room, packing some stuff, Mrs. Evans walks in.)
Diane: Izzy, what are you doing?
Isabel: Mom, you startled me.
Diane: I'm sorry. So, mind telling me why you're packing?
Isabel: I just thought it would be best if I took off for a few days so I can clear my head.
Diane: Really, on a school night? Isabel why don't you just tell me the truth about what's really going on? (Isabel looks at her mother for a minute.) You know if I didn't know better I'd say you have secrets just like your older brother.
Isabel: Younger.
Diane: What?
Isabel: Nothing. Mom I have to go. I'll talk to you soon. (Before Isabel leaves she gets nauseated and rushes to the restroom and closes the door behind her. Three minutes later Mrs. Evans knocks on the door.)
Diane: Isabel, honey are you okay? Izzy? (Two minutes later Isabel comes out of the restroom. She goes to her room and Diane follows.) Isabel are you okay?
Isabel: Fine, must be the twenty four hour flu.
Diane: But you've never gotten sick.
Isabel: There's a first time for everything.
Diane: Honey maybe you shouldn't go. You're not looking so good.
Isabel: All the more reason to go. (Diane gives Isabel a confused look.) Nothing never mind. (Isabel picks up her duffle bag and two suit cases.)
Diane: Isabel, what are you running from?
Isabel: Nothing. I just need to get away for a little while.
Diane: Away from what, us?
Isabel: No of coarse not. I just...
Diane: You just what?
Isabel: Nothing.
Diane: No please finish what you were going to say.
Isabel: Mom I'm late, I was supposed to meet Max at the Crashdown like five minutes ago.
Diane: He's your brother I'm sure he'll understand. Now finish that sentence.
Isabel: I was just going to say that I just wish you would stop pounding me with questions. I've done nothing wrong and you keep trying to interrogate me for some unknown reason. You did the same thing to Max that day when the grease fire happened and he still thinks you don't trust him.
Diane: He told you that?
Isabel: He didn't have to.
Diane: That last statement you made, it makes me wonder if the two of you are twins.
Isabel: We might be, I don't know. I have to go meet Max.
Diane: Fine, go. (Isabel leaves. Phillip Evans comes from hiding in the far back of Isabel's closet.) So what do you think?
Phillip: It's worse than we thought.
Diane: She's pregnant.
Evan's Home
(Isabel is in her room, packing some stuff, Mrs. Evans walks in.)
Diane: Izzy, what are you doing?
Isabel: Mom, you startled me.
Diane: I'm sorry. So, mind telling me why you're packing?
Isabel: I just thought it would be best if I took off for a few days so I can clear my head.
Diane: Really, on a school night? Isabel why don't you just tell me the truth about what's really going on? (Isabel looks at her mother for a minute.) You know if I didn't know better I'd say you have secrets just like your older brother.
Isabel: Younger.
Diane: What?
Isabel: Nothing. Mom I have to go. I'll talk to you soon. (Before Isabel leaves she gets nauseated and rushes to the restroom and closes the door behind her. Three minutes later Mrs. Evans knocks on the door.)
Diane: Isabel, honey are you okay? Izzy? (Two minutes later Isabel comes out of the restroom. She goes to her room and Diane follows.) Isabel are you okay?
Isabel: Fine, must be the twenty four hour flu.
Diane: But you've never gotten sick.
Isabel: There's a first time for everything.
Diane: Honey maybe you shouldn't go. You're not looking so good.
Isabel: All the more reason to go. (Diane gives Isabel a confused look.) Nothing never mind. (Isabel picks up her duffle bag and two suit cases.)
Diane: Isabel, what are you running from?
Isabel: Nothing. I just need to get away for a little while.
Diane: Away from what, us?
Isabel: No of coarse not. I just...
Diane: You just what?
Isabel: Nothing.
Diane: No please finish what you were going to say.
Isabel: Mom I'm late, I was supposed to meet Max at the Crashdown like five minutes ago.
Diane: He's your brother I'm sure he'll understand. Now finish that sentence.
Isabel: I was just going to say that I just wish you would stop pounding me with questions. I've done nothing wrong and you keep trying to interrogate me for some unknown reason. You did the same thing to Max that day when the grease fire happened and he still thinks you don't trust him.
Diane: He told you that?
Isabel: He didn't have to.
Diane: That last statement you made, it makes me wonder if the two of you are twins.
Isabel: We might be, I don't know. I have to go meet Max.
Diane: Fine, go. (Isabel leaves. Phillip Evans comes from hiding in the far back of Isabel's closet.) So what do you think?
Phillip: It's worse than we thought.
Diane: She's pregnant.