Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26268104-20151224205149

 INT.SCHOOL BUS-MORNING

 NICK BARNES, a thin, short kid with bright blue eyes and messy red hair, marches confidently onto the SCHOOL BUS.

 Sitting down, he ignores a handful of BOYS next to him giggling and pointing at him.

 He takes out a NOTEBOOK from his backpack and begins to write in it as Greek numbers circulate around his head.

 NICK (V.O)

 I’m not an award-winning mathematician.

 INT.SCIENCE CLASSROOM-MORNING

 NICK BARNES is in the front seat of a classroom, staring straight at his TEACHER, a tall, skinny and wrinkled women with thick glasses.

 Except for NICK, the majority of the students are using their cell phones.

 TEACHER (Turning toward the students)

 You are in a city and your ears pop. What natural disaster might be coming?

 NICK’S hand shoots up.

 TEACHER (Looking inquiringly at NICK)

 Yes?

 NICK

 When your ears pop, that means there has been a drop in pressure. Therefore, there is evidence that a hurricane is probable.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (V.O)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Or a brilliant scientist.

<p class="MsoNormal"> INT.LUNCHROOM-AFTERNOON

<p class="MsoNormal"> NICK walks toward a table that is empty, except for BRAD, a kid with deep tan skin, matching eyes and no hair.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> BRAD (Waving his hand)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Hey bro.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Sitting down next to BRAD)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Hello Brad. How’s your day going?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> BRAD (Opening his lunchbox)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Not too good.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Opening his lunchbox)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Sorry about that. Are you OK?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> BRAD (Looking at the floor)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just hard been hard since dad left.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Turning toward BRAD)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Yeah, I understand, bro.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> BRAD (Flipping his head toward NICK)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Bro? Who are you and what have you done with Nick Barnes?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Eyes widening)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> No idea.

<p class="MsoNormal"> NICK and BRAD burst into laughter.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (V.O)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Nor do I have any friends. My name is Nick James Barnes, by the way. I haven’t been outside a cell since I was 27 years old.

<p class="MsoNormal"> INT.NICK’S HOUSE-KITCHEN-LATE AFTERNOON

<p class="MsoNormal"> NICK’S dad, LARRY, a mid-forties man with busy, gray eyebrows and a thin, black beard, is at the stove, cooking scrambled eggs in a large pan.

<p class="MsoNormal"> NICK’S brother, THEO, a tall, bony kid with light tan skin, blue eyes and a rather square head, hops around the kitchen.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (Waving his hands in the air)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> I did it! I did it!

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> LARRY (Shaking the pan)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Did what?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (Jumping up and down repeatedly)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> I managed to sound British! Wanna hear it?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> LARRY (Adjusting the heat on the stove.)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Sure.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (In an exaggerated British accent)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> I’m not American anymore. I come from England now.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> LARRY (Staring carefully at the pan)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> England doesn’t have British accents.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (A bit louder)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> But isn’t it amazing?

<p class="MsoNormal"> LARRY leans in closer to the pan and squints.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (Walking closer to LARRY)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Hello?

<p class="MsoNormal"> A door slams open OS.

<p class="MsoNormal"> INT.NICK’S HOUSE-LIVING ROOM

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Hanging up his coat)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Hello.

<p class="MsoNormal"> THEO runs from the KITCHEN to NICK.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (Hopping up and down)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Hi Nick. What do you think of my accent?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Taking off his boots)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Uh, which one?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> My British one.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Unzipping his backpack)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> I…never actually heard it.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (In his exaggerated British accent)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Alright, here it is.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Walking to a nearby chair)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> I’m not sure. Where’s a writing utensil?

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (Searching his pocket)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Right in here.

<p class="MsoNormal"> THEO pulls out a pencil and hands it to NICK.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> NICK (Sitting down)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Thanks Theo.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (Shaking with joy)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Did you form an opinion on my accent yet?

<p class="MsoNormal"> NICK pulls out a piece of paper and begins to write numbers on it.

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> THEO (After a pause)

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> Nick?

<p class="MsoNormal"> THEO sighs and walks back into the KITCHEN. <ac_metadata title="Screenplay based on a creepypasta I&#039;m making"> </ac_metadata>