Creative Comedy Project

First Kiss By Myra Appannah

SCENE 3



BLUR ‘GIRLS AND BOYS’ PLAYS.



AS CHANTELLE SPINS THE BOTTLE AGAIN, BRIAN TURNS THE MUSIC DOWN. RITA SMILES AT HIM.



CHANTELLE: Me again!



CHANTELLE GRABS GAV, SNOGS HIM, THIS TIME MAKING EYE CONTACT WITH RITA. CHANTELLE SPINS AGAIN, IT LANDS ON BRIAN.



BRIAN LOOKS AT RITA, THEN CHANTELLE. THEN GAV. HE CRAWLS BETWEEN THE GIRLS, LUNGES AT CHANTELLE.



CHANTELLE: Ha ha.



CHANTELLE SPINS THE BOTTLE AGAIN, IT LANDS ON HER.



CHANTELLE: Oh for fuck’s sake. Right. We're playing Ouija Bottle.



All: What?



CHANTELLE: It's where the spirits decide.



RITA: That is not a thing.



CHANTELLE: It is. Haven't you seen The Craft?



RITA: No.



CHANTELLE: Not allowed? (TURNS THE LIGHTS DOWN). Everyone close their eyes. Properly.(RANDOM CHANTING).



RITA LOOKS AT BRIAN. HIS EYES ARE SHUT. CHANTELLE POSITIONS THE BOTTLE.



CHANTELLE: Rita - it’s you.



RITA: Course it is. (DOWNS HER REEF, CLEANS HER GLASSES, LOOKS BETWEEN THE BOYS, CRAWLS TOWARDS GAV). You don't have to -



CHANTELLE: - this is priceless. What a party!



BRIAN: (BEAT) I’ll do it Gav.



RITA LOOKS HORRIFIED.



CHANTELLE: Taking one for the team!



RITA TAKES A BREATH, KISSES GAV. THEY CLASH TEETH. GAV RECOILS BUT RITA KEEPS TRYING.



BRIAN: (TO CHANTELLE) Only snogged you cos didn't want to embarrass her.



CHANTELLE: Oh please… I felt your boner.



THE KISS IS GOING BETTER. RITA PUSHES GAV UP AGAINST THE WALL.



‘PRIMAL SCREAM - ROCKS’ PLAYS. CHANTELLE TURNS IT UP.



RITA LOCKS EYES WITH CHANTELLE WHO STARTS SINGING LOUDLY. RITA LETS GO OF GAV, GRABS BRIAN AND SNOGS HIM AGAINST THE OPEN WINDOW.



CHANTELLE: What you looking at?



RITA: (BEAT) You trying to get me in trouble?



CHANTELLE: As if.



RITA: Embarrass me?



CHANTELLE: (PUPPY FACE) Thought we were bezzies?



RITA: You’ve always had it in for me. Why?!



CHANTELLE: I just wanted you to have your… ahem… first kiss.



RITA SNOGS GAV AGAIN. CHANTELLE MARCHES UP BEHIND GAV, GRABS THE NOKIA FROM HIS BACK POCKET.



RITA: You’re jealous!



CHANTELLE: Of what? (BEAT) Your life is shit. You’re not allowed to do shit!



GAV: I need a slash.



RITA: (TO GAV) Don’t! Not out there. (TO CHANTELLE) At least my mum cares whether I drink 25 Reefs and end up in A&E!



GAV GOES BEHIND THE BEDROOM DOOR.



RITA: Not there!



CHANTELLE USES THE NOKIA. THE HOUSE PHONE RINGS FROM DOWNSTAIRS.



GAV: Where then?



RITA: Err… in the bin! (TRYING TO FIND THE BIN). Where is it?!



HEAVY FOOTSTEPS ARE HEARD. CHANTELLE TURNS THE MUSIC UP - AND HAS THE BIN. RITA GIVES UP. GAV WEES BEHIND THE DOOR.



CHANTELLE: Your mum’s a nutcase. Who bans boys until 21?! Bet you’ve never even seen a cock! Look at you, slobbering over posters in your fucking… prison!



RITA: I’d rather be in prison than have no walls at all, no bloody limits. (MARCHES UP TO BRIAN, SNOGS HIM AGAINST THE WINDOW, REACHES DOWN HIS TROUSERS).



THE DOOR SWINGS OPEN, HITS GAV.



CHANTELLE: Mrs Punoo.



RITA TURNS, SEES HER MUM, SHOVES BRIAN OUT OF THE WINDOW.



HE FALLS.


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