Screenplay Exercise 3

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INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - DAY
LILY PATTERMOLE (17) shoves books into her locker. Her hair is pulled back into a haphazard ponytail. Strands of hair drift beside her face.
Deep bags surround eyes holding the depths of sadness. Trauma rests unbidden below the surface. She is tired, so very tired.
One finger rests on a book. Her head turns slightly, peeking at a group of boys whispering together. Some glance over at her, then look away, guilty. She watches them, gaze hungry.
The bell rings. The group scatters, the corridor filling with people. Lily doesn't move, staring into her locker even as people stampede behind her.
The corridor clears and Lily breaths out. She slams her locker shut and storms down an empty corridor.
EXT. CEMETERY - DAY
Rain patters down around the grave site. Lily stands, a black monolith against the grey sky.
The grave stone reads ROBERT PETTIGREW, born 2002 deceased 2019.
LILY
Why couldn't you just not be dead? For me. Please
Tears roll down her face.
LILY
I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry. I never wanted this, you just made it so hard. I'm sorry.
INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - DAY
The group of boys are there, again. Lily looks back at them, and they turn hurriedly away, not wanting to be caught in the act of staring at her.
For once, she is done. She storms up to the group in a fit of unprecedented confidence.
LILY
What? Why do you keep looking at me?

2.
The boys look amongst themselves, cautious and afraid. They don't say anything.
LILY
Tell me! Or else I'll just go ask someone else.
BOY
It's Robert. There's a rumour... he's been seen.
Time stills. Lily freezes in place. Grief and anger war upon her face. The world quietens around her.
LILY
Where?
No one replies.
LILY
Where?
BOY
Parker's lane. Down by the corn field.
Lily sets her jaw resolute. Her eyes calm with determination. Her hand curls into a fist. She turns and walks away, the group of boys staring nervously back.

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