Love and a 6 Inch Sub

By
Jarred Hodgdon

Jarrhod@gmail.com

INT. SCHOOL ROOM - DAY

GEENA (19, shallow and sporty) sits at her desk in the
otherwise empty room, her headphone wearing head bopping
about. She looks up at the sound of the DOOR OPENING, and
pulls her headphones out.
MEL (19, dim skater)briskly enters. He leans in to
aggressively smooch Mel.
MEL
Sup dingleberry.
Mel finds his seat next to Geena, scooting the desk closer.
GEENA
Yo.
MEL
I tried to call you...you doing
something better?
Geena holds up her phone and looks at it.
GEENA
Yeah, just twitter.
MEL
The fuck?! Well did you get my
message?
Geena flicks through her phone.
GEENA
Nah... I told you I dont like
listening to messages.
Mel grabs the phone from Geena and sets it on her desk.
Geena flinches, offended.
GEENA
Consider your message practice...
for telling me what the hell ever
you had to say right now.
MEL
Just...forget it.
Mel begins to dig through his bag.
GEENA
You shoulda texted me.

(CONTINUED)

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2.
MEL
I hate texting...

Mel begins to unwrap a sandwich he has pulled out. Geenas

eyes dart towards it.
MEL (CONT)
...and you always try to text
emojis, and my phone doesnt
understand those so its, like
gibberish.
Geenas bulging eyes fixate on the emerging sandwich.
MEL (CONT)
Then you never understand my
sarcasm and wit in text.
Mel hoists the sandwhich for a hearty bite.
GEENA
Can I have some please Mel?
Halting, Mel glares.
MEL
No. This is the perfect portion for
me. Im fin to get satiated.
GEENA
Aw cmon baby, Im starving.
MEL
Well maybe you should answer the
goddamn phone Geena! I was calling
to see if you wanted a sandwich!
GEENA
Shit! You knew I would want a
sandwhich motherfuckThe DOOR OPENS. TANYA (20, meek) enters and slowly saunters
to her seat, behind and between Geena and Mel.
Geena and Mel,panting with rage,track Tanyas movement until
their own eyes lock together. They shoot daggers between
their unbreaking gaze.
TANYA
Hey. Did you guys do the reading?
Mel takes a massive, slow bite of his sandwhich as he stares
at Geena.

(CONTINUED)

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3.

GEENA
No Tanya, I did not do the reading.
MEL
Mmmmmmmmmm. Dish is a delishcous
shubmarine schammich.
Geena flys up and brings her face right up to Mel.
GEENA
Fuck you Mel! You always pull this
shit and Im goddamned starving.
Mel gulps down his bite, searching her face.
MEL
Hey, what am I supposed to do? Im
always buying you food and paying
for your junk. What have you done
for me lately?
Geena has returned to her seat. Tanya squirms about
awkwardly and pretends to read her book.
GEENA
Done for you? How about giving your
broke ass rides everywhere all the
time and-MEL
--Hey Im the one taking out loans,
you got a scholarship. Ill be
paying off this sandwich for 30
years!
GEENA
So I should foot your bill? Did I
get a scholarship based on the
merits of my volleyball skills or
my boyfriends appetite?
MEL
Im sick of this shit.
Mel takes an angry bite and stares straight ahead while
Geena glares at him.
The DOOR OPENS and PROFESSOR (52) walks in, making it over
to his desk. The three students in the room silently watch
him.

(CONTINUED)

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4.

PROFESSOR
Goooooood afternoon.
Professor takes notice of something.
PROFESSOR
Mel. You know theres no eating in
this class, I have a severe tomato
allergy!
MEL
Theres no tomatos on this
sandwich.
PROFESSOR
Even proximity to a tomato can make
me gravely ill. I dont have time
to be the lunch Gestapo, so its a
hard line. Take it to the hallway.
MEL
Sorry Professor.
Mel takes one last bite and stands up.
Mel gazes back at Geena, then slowly paces towards the
corner, tossing the mostly uneaten sub into the trash.
MEL
Im full anyhow.
Mel slowly returns to his seat as Geena fumes.
She bolts up.
GEENA
Fuck you! Were over you ass!
She hurries towards the trash, removing the sandwich and
running from the classroom crying.
The shocked Professor has watched her exit, and slowly
returns his gaze to his class, locking eyes with Mel.The two
stare at each other for moments, the Professor searching for
meaning.
MEL
Hey Professor? I had a question
about the reading.