week 4 post 1

I decided to change the plot and genre to comedy, because I found that this was an easier topic to write about, it's something I had an idea about and had inspiration to write for. It was exciting, and hopefully-funny. Also, with our previous idea it would be complicated to film in interesting locations and the shots would've been boring, and I had trouble coming up with a way to make it unique. This is much better. I am still adjusting the way I want this to go and revising the script.

Or a comedy about a gay girl trying to tell the girl she likes that she likes her in a gay way, not a straight way, 

keep the flower pot idea

Characters: Kit, Wes, (they/them) mom, dad

use my gay stuff in my room to decorate it

monologue internally while kit gets dressed: Julia Edwards, her nose is crooked,  her breath always smells like soup, and the size of her backpack makes 6^th graders look normal. I’m totally into it.  She isn’t completely horrible.

There are some things I like about Julia, for instance, she’s a girl. And one time she touched my arm by accident in fifth period and I peed my pants a little. And if that isn’t romance, I don’t know what is.

You see, I am what they call a grade A lesbian, which is the only A grade I’m ever going to get as long as Julia Edwards sits in front of me in fifth period. I mentioned that her breath smelled like soup, right? Well, Her hair smells like chicken. I don’t know what kind of shampoo and toothpaste she uses, but my guess is that they’re edible. And if I were to lay on a couch with her, watching some cheesy chick flick, I’d probably end up with some chicken soup, if you know what I mean.

So that’s what I call her, chicken soup. She probably calls me that weird lesbian who sits behind her in 5^th period, and if that’s true, well at least,  at least she calls me something.

-switch to hallway scene-

Wes: You just have to be straight up with her.

Kit: I’m gay

Wes: Thank you

Kit: I just need a way to be like “hey you’re pretty!” but I need to let her know I mean it in like, a gay way.

Wes: I got it! Say “wow you look so pretty today!” then be like “no homo. just kidding, super homo!”

Kit: Next time you have an idea, think about the idea, consider if it is worth saying, and then even if you think it is worth saying, don’t say it.

Wes: You’re such a supportive friend

Kit: How’re you doing by the way? Your lipstick is powerful enough to lead an army by the way

Wes: Uh, I’m okay. Some dude shoved me in the halls and called me a fag for wearing lipstick

Kit: What was your sick one-liner?

Wes: does that cough thing ppl do before they say something important

“DUDE YOURE JUST MAD CAUSE I LOOK BETTER IN LIPSTICK THAN YOUR GIRLFRIEND”

Kit: niiiice. I wish people would understand that just because you wear lipstick and  floral stuff doesn’t mean that you’re gay. It freaks me out that some people haven’t even heard the word gender fluid before.

Wes: D-d-dude, there she is.

Kit: Who? Oh SnAPPLE

Kit: Julia! Do you have the notes? I wasn’t paying attention

Julia: Uh, yeah, I gotta meet someone for lunch though, can I give them to you tomorrow?

Wes: Why don’t you just text them to her?

Julia: Oh yeah. Here, type your info in! hands kit her phone

Kit gives wes a look

Kit: There ya go, I wrote kit kat as my name because my name is Kit, and I really like kit kats

Julia: I know

Kit: You know?

Julia: Yeah, you always leave the wrappers on the floor

Kit: oh, right, right.

Wes: Well anyway, see ya later Julia starts to walk away

Julia: bye!

Kit: WES! what the heck did you make us leave for? We were totally having a moment

Wes: You were staring and you needed to seem cool and casual, and dude, clean up your wrappers! She’s a neat freak, there’s no way she’s into that!

Kit: Are you kidding? Did you see the size of her backpack? She probably has a vacumn cleaner in there. We’re perfect for each other.

**at home*

-nervously enters home, tries to do it quietly, looks scared-

Mother: Kit? Is that you?

Kit: clearly looks upset that she was caught Yeah

Mother: how was school?

Kit: under her breath very hetero, super straight, just the straightest.

Mother: what was that?

Kit: Nothing really happened today

Mother: Are you still hanging out with that cross dresser?

Kit: They aren’t a cross dresser

Mother: Well then what’s going on with that kid?

Kit: They’re gender fluid, sometimes they wear skirts and lipstick, sometimes they wear beanies and “boy clothes”. Even though clothes don’t really have a gender…

Mother: Is Wes a boy or a girl?

Kit: Sometimes Wes identifies as more masculine, sometimes they feel more feminine. Sometimes they feel like neither, or both.

Mother: Does Wes have a penis or a Vagina?

Kit: Does it matter?

Mother: Yes, yes it does.

Kit: Why?

Mother : I want to know what kind of people you’re hanging out with

Kit: Are people defined by their genitilia? Why haven’t you asked me about any of my other friends genitilia? You could call wes’s parents and ask, if you think that’s appropriate.

Mother: I am asking you.

Kit: And that was my answer. Wes is gender fluid, and Wes uses “they pronouns” and Wes is smart, nice, and cool and I am absolutely positively hanging out with Wes.

Kit starts to walk away

Mother: come back here

Kit: and they wear their lipstick better than you do!