Waffles and Chatty Cathy

Okay, so me and Allison wrote this together, so if you've read it on Allison's blog, you don't need to read this one. And yes, the waffle part is based on a true story. And by the way, please read all of the other crap i've written in the time since we stopped "blogging" so much. And tell me what you think. Thank you!

INT. CLASSROOM – DAY – ESTABLISHING SHOT

Students are seated in various places, talking among themselves. CATHY is seen whispering to another student. TOM is seen eating an EGGO WAFFLE. Everyone appears to be exaggeratedly happy except for…

CLOSE UP—

ALABAMA and EMILY are seated side by side; looking as if given their weapon of choice they could kill everyone else in the room.

EXTREME CLOSE UP – ALABAMA’S FACE

ALABAMA turns her head to Emily

ALABAMA
What’s your problem?

EXTREME CLOSE UP – EMILY’S FACE

EMILY turns to face ALABAMA, CLICKS HER TONGUE and SIGHS HEAVILY.

EXTREME CLOSE UP – ALABAMA’S FACE

ALABAMA
(angered)
What’s your problem?!


ZOOM OUT – ALABAMA AND EMILY

EMILY
Well, it all started this morning…

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EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET – DAY

The houses around them look clean and proper, nothing out of place. Wisteria Lane without the crazy stories behind every family. TOM and EMILY are standing at the corner, a PLATE OF WAFFLES beside TOM’s feet.



EMILY
You can’t just leave your waffles out here!

Emily gestures angrily to the PLATE OF WAFFLES.

TOM
Why not?

EMILY
You just can’t!
(pause)
It’s polluting!

ANGLE ON – PLATE OF WAFFLES

TOM (V.O.)
But I’m done with them.

ANGLE ON – TOM

TOM
I don’t want to clean them up.

ANGLE ON – EMILY

EMILY
(pissed)
Well who do you think is gonna clean them up?

TOM looks around for someone else before shrugging.

TOM
I don’t know.

EMILY
I can’t believe you!

CUT TO:

INT. CLASSROOM – DAY

ALABAMA is staring at EMILY as if she had announced she didn’t have a belly button.

ALABAMA
That is SO STUPID! Don’t you know my story TOTALLY trumps yours?


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EXT. COURTYARD – DAY

ALABAMA is seated on a picnic table near a huge cedar tree surrounded by kids dressed in all black. ALABAMA is the only one with a color on besides red or black. Despite this, everyone seems to accept her.



ALABAMA (V.O.)
So like every morning I sit at the tree

ANGLE ON – CATHY

CATHY is seen walking over to the tree. She appears to have something she REALLY needs to share with someone.

ALABAMA (V.O.)
But I have this friend Cathy who won’t SHUT UP!

ANGLE ON – THE TREE

The mob of black clothes students gradually moves away from ALABAMA as CATHY approaches.

ANGLE ON – CATHY

CATHY waves at ALABAMA excitedly

CATHY
Alabama! I have so much to tell you!

CATHY begins rambling on about information that only appeals to her. ALABAMA pretends to be interested.









MONTAGE



1. ALABAMA is seated on the picnic table, half listening to CATHY’s chatter.
2. ALABAMA and CATHY are walking to class. ALABAMA is beginning to look uninterested, and only is reacting with non-committal reactions
3. ALABAMA and CATHY are seated in class. ALABAMA has completely forgotten about CATHY who is still talking. CATHY then begins to try and get ALABAMA’s attention again.

CUT TO:

INT. CLASSROOM – DAY

ANGLE ON – EMILY AND ALABAMA

Both girls are looking straight ahead, before turning to look at each other with an “oh my god we’re so stupid” look.


CUT TO:





INT. LUNCHROOM – DAY

TOM and ALABAMA are in the lunch line. As TOM turns around with his PLATE OF WAFFLES, ALABAMA grabs TOM’s arm harshly.

ALABAMA
Don’t fight about waffles.

TOM
(long sigh)
Okay.

CUT TO:

EXT. COURTYARD – DAY

CATHY is seated at the same picnic table ALABAMA had been in the morning. We see her talking to people who are paying absolutely NO attention to her. EMILY walks over to CATHY.

EMILY
Shut up!

CATHY stares at EMILY, stopping in mid sentence before she shuts her mouth.


INT. CLASSROOM – DAY

EMILY and ALABAMA sit side-by-side, exaggeratedly happy while the rest of the class sits around them, pissed off. TOM is spinning a fork between his fingers like a baton, and CATHY has her hand over her mouth, as if afraid to speak.