Scene 2

(at college)

Bob: Hey, Jane. How's your classes?

Jane: OK, I guess.

Elliot: WASSUP!!

Larry: Elliot, what are you doing here?

Elliot: Me? I was here all the time. What are you doing here?

Larry: I am the creator of this story.

Elliot: (bored) Yeah. I'm the owner of this notebook.

Larry: Oh yeah...

(back to story)

Jane: Has anyone heard from Crissy?

Elliot: No.

Larry: No.

Bob: No.

Jane: Noooooooooooo!

Bob: Hi.

Elliot: What?

Larry: What?

Bob: Uh...

Jane: ...

Larry: OK...

Elliot: OK...

Larry: Why did you say the same thing as me?

Elliot: CONGRATULATIONS!! YOU ENDED THE ONE WORD DRAUGHT! HERE'S YOUR PRIZE!!

(he hands Larry an old, moldy sock)

Larry: (holding his nose, in nasal voice) Where did you find this? It's gross!

Elliot: I found it in my room today, in the closet.

Larry: Eew!

(he throws it away)

Elliot: Hey! My sock! My dog won't be able to chew on it anymore!

(he runs after the sock)

Larry: WHAT?! YOUR DOG?! THAT'S IT! COME BACK HERE!

(he goes after Elliot, wielding a knife)

Jane: OK...

Fade to black...