And now for something completely different. (Story #35)

This is scene three of my play. Very, very short. Here’s scene 2 and here’s scene one.

I – Do you have a book here called Zapatilla Deportiva: Primer?

Cashier: Yes, I believe we have a copy. The others, well, they just sold like hotcakes, ma’am!

I: Well, I’d like that last one. Here you go.

C: Here you go. (ZD and AM enter)

I: Thanks. Hey, who is that? One of the employees or something?

C: I…I don’t think so, er, ma’am.

I: Ah, well. (Goes up to ZD) Hello, what’s your name?

ZD: Za – why?

I: You just look a lot like my character in this book. (holds up book)

ZD: (Takes book, long pause) Ohh myy. (Looks straight at I) Why did you write a book about me? I may seem interesting at times (those times with rock stars and robots for servants) and also entirely insane (all those man-eating sharks around the house…) but I promise you, I’m perfectly normal. It was awfully kind, though. Al! Meet our new best friend!

AM: Yes, dear.

I: (Standing there gaping) I have to be going now. (While running out, quietly to herself) Going mad, that is…

(ZD and AM exchange thoughtful look)


About queenofokay

I'm Isabelle. I'm in 9th grade and go to school at Oak Hill School in Oregon. I love books and food. (And Doctor Who!) I fan-fic as Space Gandalf on Teaspoon ( I also love branding website Brand New, and magazine Mental_Floss. Music - The Talking Heads, Phoenix, Bombay Bicycle Club, .

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