THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY

Chapter 18 (First Times)

(Michael looks at her, then looks away. Camila walks away, angered)

Principal Bernard: (to Camila) thank you. (to Michael) how can you do this to your fellow student?!

Michael: he...am sorry principal bernard.

Principal Bernard: oh you will be. (reference to Timon) help him up. you're both coming with me.

(Michael walks to Timon, holds timon's arm to his shoulders and helps him up. Timon groans in pain)

(Principal Bernard looks at Timon's face ----he has a bloody nose and a swell at the side of his eye.)

Principal Bernard: oh this is not good. bring him!

(heads for the stairs Michael follows her)

(Back at the construction factory, in Jonas office)

(Jonas is laughing unruly.)

Mr dikrol: (chuckles, drinks his beer) is what I see everyday.

Jonas: you serious?

Mr dikrol: yeah. it's like she hates me. I haven't told anyone this...but I haven't touched her in like four months now.

Jonas: (laughs) what?!

Mr dikrol: before I do that... before I try to do that, I think to myself...she might just reach out to the flower vase beside our bed and SMASH it against my fucking head (mimicks the sound of a broken glass)

Jonas: (laughs) yeah I get that. have you ever tried getting a divorce though?

Mr dikrol: what?! no. I love her...I still do. am gonna stay right there...and fix this.

Jonas: hmmm...I like your courage my man.

Mr dikrol: yeah...I mean...you need courage to be with a woman right?

Jonas: you do (chuckles)

(A worker knocks and opens the door)

Jonas: (looks to the door) any issues?

Worker: we have a...eh... slight misunderstanding. we need you.

Jonas: I'll be there in a sec.

(The worker leaves)

Mr dikrol: (stands) I better go.

Jonas: (stands) yes. we do this another time...? off course when I get you the job.

Mr dikrol: thank you. we do this any time. I better go home. don't want my head to go...you know?

(Jonas mimicks a broken glass sound, barely)

Mr dikrol: (chuckles) yeah... something like that...I mean, I love my head.

Jonas: (laughs)

(They exchange handshakes and head out.)

(At Crestwood high, on the hallway. Camila is sitting. waiting anxiously as she rocks back and front.)

(Thomas is hidding behind a wall as he scans the area cautiously before walking to Camila and sitting next to her)

Thomas: hey...look Camila...are you ok...

(Camila recognizes the voice, she doesn't look)

Thomas: (notices her motion, confused) I mean I know you weren't ok some minutes ago. but your ok now...? right? look I just came to check on you...see how you're doing

(Camila stops her motion, looks at him, looks away and continues her motion)

Michael: look I've been here...in this school. long enough to know how that begins and how it ends. when I say you with that em...what's his name? eh dikrol? now I was worried. I struggled to understand why you...I mean you would hang out with him. that guy...he's a nobody around here. he's completely...