Don't Make Me Angry: Part One

Oooh, or maybe: "Anger Management." But Adam Sandler already stole that... *shakes fists at the air* SANDLERRRR! 

Anyway, I have a new play idea. And it goes a little something like this: 

Different aspects of girl's personality (Common Sense, Kindness, Persuasiveness, Sadness, etc.) must control the girl's actions and her Anger (locked in a cage) because if it got out she would have the power to murder someone. 

When girl gets in a fight with her mom, Common Sense gets knocked in the head and Anger gets out. Anger makes girl kill her mother. 

And that's all I have of the description so far. I assume in the end they lock Anger back up, but I don't know what happens to Girl because I don't know what happens when a teenager kills her mother. I suppose she goes to court and pleads insanity or something. 

This is everything else that I have so far: 

Personality Traits:

Common Sense

Kindness

Persuasiveness

Artsiness

Sadness

Anger

Love

Masculinity

Leadership

Logic (different from common sense... I guess)

Setting: 

A Girl's Mind

And now, for your viewing pleasure, I will make the rest of it up. Here we go with 

Scene One:

[Lights up on the inside of a Girl's mind. There is a round table at which the Personalities (Common Sense, Kindness, Persuasiveness, Sadness, Artsiness, Love, Masculinity, Leadership, and Logic) sit. They are all girls except for Masculinity. Masculinity is a boy, for reals. In a cage in a corner is Anger. Common Sense addresses the audience]

Common Sense: 

We are the Personalities of our Girl's mind. I am Common Sense and I am the leader. Leadership didn't like that very much [Leadership gives a snort] but Logic got Persuasiveness to convince us all that it makes the most sense. [Logic nods knowingly and Persuasiveness gives a grin and a thumbs up] Also with us are Sadness, [Sadness wipes her eyes and gives a tiny wave] Kindness, [Kindness pats Sadness on the shoulder and smiles at the audience] Artsiness, [Artsiness stands up, does a twirl, and sits back down] Love, [Love looks out lovingly at the crowd] and Masculinity. [Masculinity makes muscle arms. Anger rattles her cage. Common Sense sighs.] And over there, we have Anger, locked in a cage. 

Masculinity: 

I put her there myself. 

Logic:

We can't let her out. 

Sadness:

It's just not fair.

Kindness:
But it's for her own good. 

Artsiness:

For all our own good. 

Persuasiveness: 

Because if she got out-

Common Sense:

We would all be in danger. 

[I don't feel like writing the rest right now. Maybe later.]

Done! I did it! All me!

My second act is done. I pretty much BSed the whole thing so that I would have something to pass in. I'm hoping for some ideas for my climax from the rest of class because right now I feel like it SUCKS.

At least it's done, ne?

Hahahaha, yeah... about that...

My second act is DEFINITELY not going to be done for tomorrow.
This is going to be the first assignment I pass in late for that class.
Whoops.
I feel like skipping tomorrow. But I kind of like Creative Writing. All of my BFFs are in there, and we're watching a TV show.
I wish we could watch more things in Playwriting :P

However, I at least have the first scene of my second act done! Only two or three more to go...

Update Number 2

I'm having a really hard time writing my second act of A Land Where They Don't Eat Meat (or 4 Out of 5 Kats Prefer Lesbians).
Mostly because I freaking hate my play.
Which is mostly because of all the bashing done to it when my first act was read.
But also because I guess I'm a horrible playwright.
I'm a horrible everything.
Whatever, I'll B.S. the whole thing, and turn my ears off when everyone starts bashing it.

Update

We read the first act of my play out loud in Playwriting today.
I freaking hate it!
It sounds so terrible when people are reading it.
And everyone kept bashing on how awful my "world" is.
GAH!
I want to throw it away.
But I can't because I have to do the rest of the acts for it.
POR QUEEEEEEEE?!

A Land Where They Don't Eat Meat - Act One

A Land Where They Don't Eat Meat
by Becca Havu

Characters
Female: Katherine (lesbian, in love with Mikayla)
Mikayla (straight[?], in Katherine's American History class, member of the GSA, crush on Benny)
Mrs. Gardener (teaches American History)
Mrs. Floy (GSA advisor)
Rachel (Mikayla's friend)
Janet (in Kat's Bio class, has a crush on Kat)

Male: Bobby (Kat's BFF, gay. member of the GSA)
John - Jock (loudest Jock, homophobe)
Anthony - Jock (homophobe, a little less loud than John)
Benny - Jock (not as much of a homophobe, most quiet of the Jocks)
Mikey (member of the GSA, bisexual)

Others: classmates, GSA members (non speaking except for ad-lib)

Setting
A small school in a rural town in the middle of Connecticut
An American History classroom, a GSA room, a Hallway (The classroom and GSA room can be the same room, and be transformed while all students are in the hallway.)

Time
Modern day (early 2000's)

Act One

Scene One

[Lights up on an American History classroom. In the class are: Katherine, Mikayla, The Jocks, and Mrs. Gardener (optional: other classmates). The Jocks all sit together, Mikayla sits near Benny, Kat sits far apart from the group. The Jocks are talking while the teacher is writing on the board. Jocks (and classmates) can ad-lib before speaking their lines. Gardener pays attention to the Jock's banter but does not interject. Kat can hear them, and is uncomfortable. Mikayla frowns at them.]

Anthony

Check out the new shoes I got. [shows John and Benny his feet]

John

Dude, where did you get those? [laughs] They're so gay!

Anthony

They are not! They're freaking Nike's, you faggot. [the jocks laugh]

Gardener

Okay, guys, now we're going to be looking at World War two. [continues to speak about the beginning of WWII]

Katherine

[pulls out a diary and begins to write. All background noise fades. Lights fade, and put Katherine in a spotlight. This happens every time she begins to write in her diary and everything goes back to normal when she's done]

Dear Diary, my name is Katherine, and I'm in love with a girl in my American History class. [looks over at Mikayla. Bells rings. Jocks, Mikayla, and classmates ad-lib while exiting. Katherine leaves last. Lights fade]

Scene Two

[Hallway. Bobby is by his locker, putting away books. Jocks walk by him, John gives him a little shove. Bobby ignores them. Mikayla walks by with her friend Rachel]

Rachel

I can't believe you're going to that gay club tonight.

Mikayla

It's called the Gay-Straight Alliance, anyone can go.

Rachel

Whatever. It's weird.

Mikayla

Why?

Rachel

Because... I dunno, it's full of gay people.

Mikayla

So?

Rachel

Why do you even want to go to that?

Mikayla

Because I have to join something. And I like the people there.

Rachel

Whatever. [They exit]

[Katherine enters and walks over to Bobby]

Bobby

Hey Kat, how was American History?

Katherine

Awful. Those jocks wouldn't stop using homophobic slurs.

Bobby

You mean Johnny, Anthony and Benny?

Katherine

Yeah, except Benny didn't really say much.

Bobby

I don't think he's as bad as the others. [Bobby goes back to putting books in his locker]

Katherine
[writing in her diary]

Bobby has been my best friend since first grade. He's the one who gave me this diary, he told me to write down all of my thoughts. He's been a great friend to me. We went out in middle school, when we both thought we had to be attracted to the opposite sex. We were each other's first kiss. It's weird, because we're both actually gay.

Bobby

What're you writing?

Katherine

Nothing, no peeking. This is private.

Bobby

Sorry. You still coming to the Gay-Straight Alliance meeting tonight?

Katherine

Of course, I told you I would.

Bobby

I know, I was just making sure. You were kind of shy about it before.

Katherine

Yeah, but not anymore.

Bobby

I heard Mikayla might be joining.

Katherine

[pauses]

Really?

Bobby

Yeah

Katherine

That's... awesome.

Bobby

Do you still have a crush on her?

Katherine

Are you kidding me? I can't even stand it anymore. Being in that classroom, so near to that beautiful, wonderful girl, but too far away at the same time. Separated by a blockade of jocks, jumping for a chance to call me a "fag". I can't help that my mind always wanders to her. It isn't my fault that the sound of her voice makes me weak. I'm not to blame just because I have a mad, irrevocable crush on her. But what can I do? I can't do anything while she's surrounded by those homophobic breeders. Physical violence isn't beyond them, I've seen it happen. [pause. Kat looks over at Bobby who is looking away at that last comment. He seems to be remembering something tragic] Sorry.

Bobby

No worries. What are you going to do about it?

Katherine

What can I do?

Bobby

Well, she's going to be in GSA tonight. Let's just see what happens.

Katherine

Yeah, okay, let's do that. [They exit. Lights fade]

Scene Three

[The GSA's meeting room. In the room are Mrs. Floy, Mikayla, Mikey, and other GSA members. The chairs are in a bit of a semi-circle so they can all see each other. Katherine and Bobby enter. Katherine finds a seat that isn't right next to Mikayla, Bobby sits down with her]

Floy

So guys, we got two new members today. [looks at Mikayla and Katherine] Why don't you introduce yourselves?

Mikayla

Um... well, I'm Mikayla. I'm a Sophomore. Hm... I joined because I think it's unfair the way people who don't like people of the opposite sex get treated like crap, even though by now we've gotten over racism. [Mrs. Floy nods and looks at Katherine. Bobby nudges Kat]

Katherine
[clears her throat]

I-I'm Katherine... you can call me Kat. I'm a Sophomore, too. [looks at Mrs. Floy and shrugs]

Floy

Why did you join, Kat?

Katherine

Because I told Bobby I would. And [pauses uncertainly] because I'm a lesbian.

Floy
[nods]

Very good. Have you had to deal with any homophobia?

Katherine
[half laughs]

Yeah. There are a bunch of guys in my American History class that are always using really homophobic words, and I think they know... And it's so annoying.

Mikayla

Ugh, I hate those guys! I wish they would shut their mouths. I keep wanting to say something. I mean, it's not like they would say the "n" word, so why would they say something like "faggot"?

Floy

That's a very good point. Perhaps you should say something, at least to see what they would do.

Mikayla

Well, what can I say?

Floy

How about... "Hey, that's really offensive, do you think you could stop saying that?"

Bobby

I've tried saying that to some people, and they tell me that they have freedom of speech.

Mikayla

That is such crap! You're just asking them to be nice and have some manners. I mean, why do they say those kinds of things anyway? Like, does it make them feel good to make others feel bad?

Mikey

I think it's sort of like how animals reject other animals that are different. You see it all the time in the animal kingdom. They do it to make sure their species will evolve better, or something. Because animals that don't reproduce are kind of stopping that evolution. Like any other animal with a defect would be rejected.

Katherine

Well, I- [stops, suddenly unsure]

Floy

Go ahead, Kat.

Katherine

Uh, well, I was just gonna say that there was this one time our cat had five kittens. It was a long time ago, and it was so strange 'cuz all of them had the same black fur with white paws, except for one who was all white. And the other kitties didn't seem to like her, kind of like Mikey said. They would reject her. But you could tell she really wanted to play with them, especially with this one cat in particular. I'm not sure what happened, but eventually Sunny, the white cat, got to her, and they started playing together all the time. I mean, they were so inseperable that when the litter was old enough to be sold, we decided to keep them that way we could make sure they were never split up. And it just seemed so strange to me, because at first was this... [searching for the right word] animal instinct they had that the white kitten was different, but one of them was able to overcome that, and they were like best friends. And I guess I always thought that people rejecting other people because they were different was just like an animal instinct thing, but that doesn't mean it isn't possible for them to get over that and accept someone who's different. At least, I really hope they can. [shrugs and looks around]

Floy

That was a really cute story, Kat. But now it looks like it's time to go home. Let's put the seats back before we go. [everyone gets up to move their seats back to the desks. Mikayla walks over to Kat]

Mikayla

Hey, I never knew you felt so strongly about this stuff. I think it's really cool.

Katherine

Thanks. I was kinda surprised that you did, too.

Mikayla

Yeah, I was kind of getting sick of listening to those assholes in American History being all homophobic.

Katherine

Then how come you always sit with them?

Mikayla

[shrugs] They're not so bad. I mean, Benny is pretty okay about that kind of thing. Well, I gotta go, I'll see you in American History. [waves to Kat as she leaves]

Bobby

[goes over to Kat and nudges her shoulder]
Huh? Huh?

Katherine

What?

Bobby

Come on, this is huge.

Katherine

I guess.

Bobby

She didn't say she didn't like girls.

Katherine

[blushes]
You're right. [Lights fade]

Imaginary Friends - Theme Through Conflict Beat

[Scene is Billy's bedroom. Neil is in there playing with toys. Billy enters]

Neil: Hey Billy, you're home from school! Let's play dinosaurs.
Billy: [not meeting Neil's eyes] I can't.
Neil: Why not? [pause as Neil studies Billy's distraught expression] What's wrong?
Billy: I can't play with you anymore Neil...
Neil: Why?
Billy: Because you're just my imaginary friend!
Neil: Just your imaginary friend? Billy, we've been friends for five years, you can't-
Billy: I have to! I have to grow up.
Neil: You can grow up, and we can still play together.
Billy: No, we can't. You're not real, you're just imaginary.
Neil: Just because I'm imaginary doesn't mean I'm not real.
Billy: [scoffs] That's the most stupid thing-
Neil: Just listen to me! I'm real enough to you, aren't I? You know what I look like and how I would react to something and you play with me everyday. I'm the one who helps you with your homework and I'm the one you talk to about your parents and teacher and friends. I'm real to you.
Billy: No you aren't. You're not real! You can't pick up toys that are real, and nothing real can touch you! [picks up some action figures and throws one at Neil for every word he says next. None of the toys hit Neil] You. Aren't. Real!

[Neil collapses on the floor crying as Billy throws two last toys that both fail to hit. Neil gets up and runs out of the room. Billy crawls into his bed and covers himself completely with the covers. Lights fade.]