Script - First Draft
(All the students are sitting in the 'common room' within their dorms. Declan is sat seperately from the group)
Declan:
So, why are you freaks even here? (starts to smirk)
Jennifer:
Excuse me? I am not a freak. (flicks fringe, and stares at Declan defiantly)
Declan:
Pfft. Okay. (winks towards Jennifer and then turns towards the rest of the group) What are you all studying?
Ashley:
What you fucking calling me a freak for? (starts to walk towards Declan, squaring his shoulders up)
Jennifer:
Ashley, baby, calm down! (rushes towards him and tries to pull him away from Declan) Please?
Ashley:
Alright, alright. But you, (points at Declan) stay away from my effing girlfriend. (Turns and drags Jennifer out of the room towards a corridor)
Layla:
(pushes her glasses back up her nose) Wow. That was... sufficiently awkward... Hi, I'm Layla! (turns toward declan with her hand held out)
(Declan sneers at her and pulls out his phone)
(Connor enters the room with carrier bags from grocery shopping)
Connor:
Hey, Abbie, come help unpack, alright?
Abbie:
Fine. Whatever.
(gets up and follows her brother out of the room.)
Layla:
I'll come help too!
(rushes past Declan in fear)
(THE CAMERA FOLLOWS LAYLA LEAVE THE ROOM, AS DECLAN FOLLOWS BEHIND, WITHOUT ATTRACTING LAYLA'S ATTENTION)
Layla: Oh my god, what a freak.
(Declan stands at the doorway to the kitchen)
Abbie: I know. Like, what are we gonna do, living with a wierdo like him?
Connor: Oi, leave him be. I'm sure he can't help that he was dropped on his head as a child.
(all three laugh, while Declan storms down the corridor)
Connor: Oh shit.
