N°10 Ten minute play

Thoughts:

The first day we worked in creating our play, we knew it had to be funny. Or at least try to. And what's better than a "based on a true story" play?  

We all gave our stories into a brainstorm and chose the ones we could actually perform. Not without laughing in the meantime about someone else’s story. That day we could make half of the play with four characters. Later, we decided to reduce it to three.

After a couple of days of work to make the final touches, the play was done and printed. We discussed how to make our “special effects” and rehearsal a few times.

This is our play.

Characters

Rosa Gallardo as Emily

Andrea Saldivia as Brittany

Evelyn Madrid as Chelsea

Special Effects and music

Evelyn Levill

“AN UNEXPECTED DAY”

         Inside a classroom. A bell rings.

         “At last. The class is over. Let's go to the cafeteria”. Emily gasped relieved, saving her books on her bag as the teacher walked out the door.

         “Yeah, my tummy has been rumbling for the last half hour”, complained Brittany.

         “I know. I could hear it”, Emily said while walking down the hall.

         “Look. Look who's coming”, whispered Brittany elbowing Emily.

         “Tsh! Act natural!” murmured Emily as she started walking like she was in a runway, waving her hair.

         “Ok... That was natural...” Brittany said sarcastically while opening the cafeteria door.

         “There's no table available, again.” complained Emily.

         “Don't worry. I'll take care of it.” Brittany approaches a table with some students, talks to them and they leave their table in a rush. “C'mon Emily!” she shouted.

         “How did you do that?” Emily asked in surprise.

         “I told them that the Gastronomy guys were giving away free food in the hall”, said Brittany in a mocking tone. “They bought it”.

         “Oh Brittany... That's really mean!”

         “Whatever. Where's Chelsea by the way. She said she was going to meet us here”.

         “I don´t know. I'm gonna give her a call”. Emily looks for her phone on her bag and calls Chelsea. “She’s not answering”.

         “Never mind. Let’s eat.”

         “Hello? Where are you? We are waiting for you. (silence) Where? (silence) I don't see you. Oh, there you are!”, Emily starts to wave to catch Chelsea's attention. Chelsea appears through the glass door, looking for them. Emily keeps on waving. Finally Chelsea sees them, but in her rush, she crashes against the glass door. “Oh my Gosh!”. Emily goes after Chelsea. “Are you OK?!”, Emily asked concerned.

         “I'm OK, I’m OK. Oh, I wish nobody had seen me”, said Chelsea embarrassed while they were reaching for their table and sat down. “Thanks a lot for your concern Britt. I really appreciate it”, said Chelsea in a sarcastic tone.

         “Sorry. I wasn't gonna lose MY table”, raising her shoulders contemptuously. “You look funny, your forehead is red” said Brittany making fun of Chelsea.

         “Ha. Very funny. It’s not my fault that they keep the door so clean”, whined Chelsea.

         “Stop bothering her. It could happen to anyone, right?” spoke up Emily in her defense.

         “I don’t think so…” said Brittany to herself.

         “I’m gonna buy some coffee. Does anyone want something?” Emily asked.

         “Buy me some orange juice, please” asks Brittany as she gives a few coins to Emily. “Thank you”.

         As Emily comes back handing Brittany her juice, “There you go”.

         “Thank you”

         “Oh. I forgot! I brought a snack. I’m sure you’ll like it” offered Chelsea.

         “Great. I’m starving” said Brittany.

         “What is it?” Emily asked.

         “A new kind of French fries!” exclaimed Chelsea while taking them out of her bag. “Tsha rah!”

         “What is that?! Is it transgenic?” as Brittany grabs the French fries bag.

         “They’re just regular French fries in an aluminium bag” explained Chelsea. Emily opens the bag and tries to eat one. “No! What are you doing?”

         “What? I’m hungry!” exclaimed Emily.

         “You don’t just eat it. We have to put them in the microwave… Jeez” said Chelsea in disbelief.

         “Ok. Sorry. I didn’t knew that” excused herself.

         “I hope they’re good.” Brittany exhaled.

         “Yeah, my mum makes them all the time. They’re delicious.” Chelsea said.

         “Agr. Just heat them already! I’m starving!” protested Brittany.

         “Ok. Ok! I’ll go”. Chelsea tries to make the microwave work without results and whispers to Emily “Emily, could you help me? I can’t get it to work”. Emily goes with her.

         “Uff. Such jerks”, grumbled Brittany. Emily and Chelsea comeback. “Emily, when are you planning on drinking your coffee?”

         “It’s way too hot. I already burnt my tongue.”

         “Just drink it! It’s gonna fall on your laptop. It’s killing me! Really!”

         “It’s my problem” as Emily drinks a sip of coffee.

         “And what about the French fries?” Brittany asked.

         “Don’t worry Brittany. It takes at least 4 to 5 minutes” commented Chelsea.

         “Grr... Ok”, answered Brittany.

         “How did you do in your test today, Chelsea?" Emily asked her.

         “What test? Are you kidding me?!”

         “The test? Remember? Today?”

         “Oh. But wasn’t it on Wednesday?” Chelsea asked.

         “Today is Wednesday!” shouted Emily.

         “Oh. I’ll have to make a lemon pie again so the teacher helps me out”.

         “I’ll make sure that won’t happen. You miss, you fail, dear.” Said Brittany creating a tense atmosphere.

   “Hey, what about the French fries?” Emily asked. Everyone looked at the microwave and turned their sight back on the table.

   “Ok girls. Don’t panic, but, I saw a blue lighting on the microwave. I don’t think that’s a good sign,” explained Brittany in a calm voice.

   “A blue lighting? You got to be kidding me?” Asked Chelsea in disbelief.

    “You didn’t put the aluminium bag inside, did you?” Brittany asked.

        

    “Why? Should I have taken it out?”

    “Oh my God. We have to take it out before it’s too late…”

    “I don’t think that would be a problem anymore. I see… smoke…” Said Emily.

    “And fire…” Chelsea murmured.

    “I think we should leave. Now”, Brittany ordered.

    “And pretend it wasn’t us?!” Emily exclaimed.

    “Well, It’ wasn’t me so I’m leaving.” Said Brittany leaving the cafeteria. The fire alarm gets activated. Emily and Chelsea follow her immediately. As they run, Emily spills her coffee on someone.

    “Hey!” says the affected person.

 

    “I don’t know her” said Chelsea running away.

    “The microwave is on fire!” shouts someone inside the cafeteria.

     People can hear fire trucks on their way.

THE END