Good Girl Gone Bad
A Play By:
Hazel Saechao
Haimanot Andemeskel
Act I:
(The curtain opens and Dezeray and Layla are in class answering math problems)
MS. J:
What is the area of this square? (Walking back and forth)
(Dezeray raises hand)
MS. J:
Come up and do the problem Layla. (Pointing at Layla)
LAYLA:
I don’t want to do it! (With Attitude)
MS. J:
I’m not asking you to do it. I’m telling you to do it. (Upset)
LAYLA:
Okay…okay. I will! (Layla walks to the chalkboard, does the problem,
and returns to her seat)
MS. J:
That’s wrong, and I think I’ve gone over this too many times for you to
get this wrong. (Angrily)
LAYLA:
Whatever.
MS. J:
Don’t you get an attitude with me, and don’t make me call your mother!
Anybody else?
DEZERAY: Ooh…Ooh…me…me…me! (Excited)
MS. J:
Okay, go ahead and do it.
DEZERAY: (Walks to chalkboard and does problem) Is it right?
MS. J
Finally someone gets it right! (Raising hand to her head)
LAYLA:
Whatever Ms. Smarty Pants. (Turning to Dezeray)
DEZERAY: (Sticks her tongue out at Layla) Don’t get mad at me because I’m smarter
than you. (Dezeray and Layla start laughing)
DEZERAY: How was the Chingy and Ludacris concert?
LAYLA:
The concert was off the hook, and so was my man Chingy!! He is hecka
fine. (Excited and smiling)
DEZERAY: How was my man Luda!!! (Yelling)
LAYLA:
Oooowee….. He was fine, but not as fine as my man Chingy. (Laughing)
DEZERAY: Yeah, I hear you.
MS. J:
I know you two are friends, but please stop talking. (Serious) (Passes out
test)
MS.J:
I can’t believe that Dezeray was the only one that passed with an A+.
(Shaking her head in disapproval)
DEZERAY: I told you to study with me! (Putting her paper in Layla’s face)
(The Bell rings)
Act II:
(Dezeray and Layla are now at Dezeray’s house)
DEZERAY: Let’s call the party line!
LAYLA:
The phone number is 391-2111.
DEZERAY: What should my name be?
LAYLA:
Christina.
DEZERAY: Okay. (Dialing the Number)
OPERAT:
Please state your name and age.
DEZERAY: Wassup? My name is Christina. I’m from Oakland and I’m 16.
LAYLA:
Did you get a message yet?
DEZERAY: Yeah, let’s check it.
MIKE:
(Message on line) Wassup? I’m Mike from Oakland and I’m 17. Holla
back at me if you like what you hear.
DEZERAY: Oooweee he sounds cute.
LAYLA:
Well then, you better holla back at him.
DEZERAY:
Yeah Mike, wassup you sound nice. So wassup with it? My cell is 5550418. Holla back. (Hangs up phone)
(Phone rings 5 seconds later)
DEZERAY: Hello.
MIKE:
Wassup? This is Mike from the party line.
DEZERAY:
Wassup? What kind of girls are you into?
MIKE:
I want a person who can be there for me.
DEZERAY: Well I can be that girl if you let me. (Twisting her hair and biting her lip)
MIKE:
Alright, but where?
DEZERAY: At the park on 52nd.
MIKE:
Okay, see you at 3:00.
DEZERAY: Alright, bye. (Hangs up phone)
LAYLA:
No, no, no!! You are not going!
DEZERAY: You aren’t my momma.
LAYLA:
Forget it. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Go ahead and dis me for him.
(Walks out the door)
DEZERAY: Oh well.
(3:00 at the park)
MIKE:
(Calls to Dezeray from a bench) Wassup? Are you Dezeray?
DEZERAY: Yeah, you must be Mike?
MIKE:
Yup. So, tell me about yourself.
DEZERAY: I like to eat… A lot!! (Laughing)
MIKE:
Me too. I also like to smoke.
DEZERAY: You smoke? (Surprised)
MIKE:
Yeah. It aint nothing. You should try it. No peer pressure.
DEZERAY: Ahh. How sweet.
MIKE:
I know.
DEZERAY: Sure. I’ll try one. (Mike and Dezeray both start smoking)
DEZERAY: It’s getting late.
MIKE:
I’ll walk you home.
DEZERAY: Okay
(Mike walks Dezeray back to her house and they say good-bye. Dezeray
goes into the house and phones Layla)
DEZERAY: Hello, may I speak to Layla?
LAYLA:
What?!
DEZERAY: Oh my gosh, he was hecka fine. Guess what, I had a cigarette.
LAYLA:
Oh my gosh! (Shocked)
DEZERAY: Can you sleep over?
LAYLA:
Yeah.
(Layla comes over)
LAYLA:
What did he do to you? Are you stupid? Don’t you know that smoking is
bad for you?
DEZERAY: It aint nothing.
(Frustrated, Layla leaves the room. Just then, Dezeray looks out the
window and sees Mike outside. He comes to the door and she opens it)
DEZERAY: Wassup?
MIKE:
You ready?
DEZERAY: Ready for what?
MIKE:
To go to a party.
DEZERAY: I can’t. my friend is here.
MIKE:
Okay, well I have a CD player. We can dance right here.
DEZERAY: How sweet. Okay.
(The two dance and then Mike leaves. Layla enters the room)
LAYLA:
You’re so dumb.
DEZERAY: I’m sleepy.
LAYLA:
Your mom found out.
DEZERAY: How?
LAYLA:
I warned you.
DEZERAY: Bye, I’m going.
LAYLA:
No your not, you’re going to be in bigger trouble.
DEZERAY: I don’t care. Mike told me he would be there for me if I be there for him.
(Mad)
LAYLA:
You’ve only known him for one day!! (Shouting)
DEZERAY: Actually, I’ve known him for 2 weeks.
LAYLA:
So what, you lied to me? Gosh! You’ve changed so much since you met
him. You’re not even Dezeray anymore.
DEZERAY: Whatever. I’m leaving. (Dezeray walks out the door. Moments later her
parents walk in the room)
MAMA:
Where’s Dezeray? I heard her.
LAYLA:
She left.
DAD:
I’m calling the police.
MAMA:
No. Don’t. Wait until she comes home.
LAYLA:
I think I should go now.
MAMA:
I’ll call you when she comes back.
LAYLA:
Okay, bye.
Act III:
(Dezeray arrives back at home)
MAMA:
Where have you been young lady? (Yelling)
DEZERAY: I went to the store to get some junk food.
MAMA:
You’re lying. I don’t know what to do anymore.
DAD:
You know what I’m going to do? I’m going to send you to boot camp.
DEZERAY: Dad, can you leave for a minute. I need to talk to Mom. (Frustrated)
DAD:
No, I’m your daddy. You shouldn’t have anything to hide from me.
MAMA:
Just leave for a second. This won’t take long. (Dad then leaves)
DEZERAY: Okay Mom. One day I went on the party line and I met this boy named
Mike. He seemed nice and so we met.
MAMA:
Keep going.
DEZERAY: Well, I told Layla that I just met him. She warned me, but I didn’t care
because I really liked him. Anyway, I met up with him again tonight and
we smoked.
MAMA:
Take a deep breath Honey.
DEZERAY: I know I messed up, but please forgive me. I’ll change. I swear.
(Begging)
MAMA:
Sorry, it’s up to your dad.
(Dad walks in)
DAD:
You’re going to boot camp young lady.
(Close curtain and open again in boot camp)
MR. DUDE: Now you young ladies have finally learned respect. I think you are ready
to go home and lead a productive life.
DEZERAY: You mean today is the day we leave. (Excited)
(Dezeray’s parents enter)
DEZERAY: Mama!!! Daddy!!!
MAMA:
I missed you so much honey! (Hugging Dezeray)
DAD:
Me too. Things are all better now. (Joins the hug)
THE END