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Urban Twist: Scene 1: Prison Cell
Urban Twist: Scene 1: Prison Cell
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Urban Twist
Scene 1: Prison Cell
The doors slammed shut in front of Paris. Paris ran towards the cell door and started banging
at the door violently. Paris broke down in tears and fell back towards the wall and slid down the
wall slowly as if she was hoping that something or someone would save her. She pulled her legs
towards her and began rocking herself backwards and forwards in a fast pace rhythm. Knowing
that that no one was coming back, Paris began gouging at her face until blood started oozing and
trickling down from the fresh scratches she made on her face; she paused momentarily and
began to cry into her hands hysterically.
“It wasn’t meant to happen like this!” she continued to sob angrily into her hands.
Scene 2: College
“Class is nearly over, so now I’m going to set you all an assignment, which will be due in two
weeks time from now, the assignment, will be to research and base your opinion on why Romeo
and Juliet would take their own lives just to be together. However your assignment will be slightly
different, because I would like you all to work in pairs preferably male and female so you can see
the opposite sex point of view. So could you all find your partners please?” The English tutor said
to the class.
Everybody got up and began finding someone to work with. However a slim and slender, light
skinned black girl with dark brown squinting eyes and a soft and gentle smile sat alone slightly
day dreaming.
“Err excuse me, would you like to be my partner?” a tall, light skinned black boy, with a an
attractive baby face but small lips, which he would bite softly when he prepared to smile, stood
next to the girl while she was day dreaming.
“Oh sorry, err, yeah that’s fine.” The girl said snapping back to reality. The boy smiled and bit his
lip gently.
“Cool, your name is Latisha, am I right?” the boy questioned.
“Yeah you right, and yours is…” Latisha paused trying to think of the boy’s name.
“It’s Taishae.” He laughed. Latisha tried to cover up her embarrassment by turning to look at the
ground as if she wasn’t fazed. Taishae pulled out the chair beside Latisha and sat next to her and
studied her face expression.
“Are you sure you’re cool with us two working together?” Taishae raised his eye brow slightly,
and his face expression softened and made him look vulnerable to rejection.
“Its fine, I just find it strange that’s all, like you never acknowledged me when you see me on
road, but all of a sudden an assignment comes up and you want to chat to me as if we’ve been
speaking for time.” Latisha explained but stared forward so she didn’t see Taishae’s reaction.
“Latisha it isn’t like that at all, I’ve wanted to speak to you for time but like I didn’t know how to
approach you, and when this assignment came up, I thought it was a good chance for me to get
to know you.” Taishae looked down, then looked back up at Latisha and put his hand firmly on
Latisha’s shoulder. Latisha turned and looked at him.
“So are you going to be my partner in crime then?” Taishae joked.
“Yeah okay Taishae.” Latisha said and began smiling.
“Could I have your number Latisha?” Taishae paused for a second. “Only so I can call you later
and like we can arrange to meet later, and I’ll give you my number and address.” Taishae
continued to explain. Latisha beamed and pulled out her phone and Taishae pulled out his and
they both swapped numbers and addresses.
“Class dismissed, oh and by the way don’t forget the question why Romeo and Juliet would
take their own lives, just to be together?” the tutor said to the class as they left the room.
“Bye Latisha, I’ll call you later.” Taishae winked then smirked.
“Okay boo bye.” Latisha giggled.
Scene 3: Trouble
“Paris I need you to help me sort out some business for me okay.” Dominique said.
“What do you mean? What type of business needs to get sorted out?” Paris questioned.
“All you need to know is that some boy called Dejontâe owes me money and he hasn’t paid up
so he has to deal with the consequences.” Dominique replied.
“And what do I have to do to help you then?” Paris asked suspiciously.
“Well I’m going to drive up to his house and all you have to do is disguise yourself and knock
the door so he can get what’s coming to him.” Dominique explained.
“This sounds too easy Dom, what if the boy don’t answer the door and someone else does?”
Pairs enquired.
“That’s why we have to wait until his brother Taishae leaves the house at some point.”
“But that could be all day or night.” Paris moaned.
“That’s business, now hurry up and get ready so we can get things over and done with.”
Dominique grinned eerily.
Omari and his friends all met up on a street called Broad Street, and before they headed
towards town they went to the chip shop to get chicken and chips and they started to talk about
random things.
“So why is it so important for us to go town then?” Adrian asked.
“I just want to get to know one of the girls from the True Dedicated Bitches and I know at this
time there all going to be by Mc Donald’s.” Omari explained.
“Yo them gal are lethal blud, look what that Paris done to Taishae, fucked up his head and that!”
Daniel shouted as if he was protesting. Everybody in the chip shop briefly looked at him and then
continued with there business.
“It ain’t like that, I want to get to know Aayisha she knows something and I can’t find anyone
else that knows anything so the only way I can get information is through her.” Omari explained.
“And who told you she’s the only link to whatever information?” Adrian questioned.
“Someone, it’s a secret my boy, you don’t need to know everything.” Omari told Adrian. Adrian
stared at Omari expressionlessly briefly. Omari smirked slyly. After the boys eaten, they left the
shop and headed into town to Mc Donald’s
“So where‘s these bitches then?” Theo asked, as they got closer to Mc Donald’s.
“I don’t know yano; they usually hang about here, looks like I got the wrong information.” Omari
kissed his teeth.
“Nah nah, there they are.” Daniel said pointing over to the group of girls that were standing just
outside Mc Donald’s entrance.
“I don’t see Aayisha.” Omari began to start frowning.
“Yo I don’t know if you need glasses or something but she’s right next to Paris, you ediat” Daniel
said sarcastically. Omari looked a bit harder through the crowds of people and then noticed
Aayisha, he began grinning widely.
“That gal is bum!” Omari nudged at Theo. Theo looked at Omari hard to check that Omari wasn‘t
going crazy.
“Tack her then, if you think she bum.” Theo said, getting slightly fed up.
“Nah man, I don’t wanna get rejected in front of you lot and her crew, which would just shame up
my reputation innit.” Omari enlightened the group.
“Just do it man, your wasting my precious time, I could of linked next gal and come back and
you still wouldn‘t of tacked her!” Daniel said sarcastically. Omari looked at him and kissed his
teeth after Daniel and began to walk over to the group of girls.
“Omari we’re going footlocker!” Adrian yelled. Omari nodded and continued to walk towards the
gang of girls.
“Yo Aayisha, come here!” Omari yelled towards the group. Aayisha looked up slightly stunned
that she just got called out of the group. Paris stared at Aayisha hard looking slightly vex that
Omari didn’t call her. Aayisha walked out from the group and walked towards Omari.
”Err, I’ve seen you about and that and I would like your number if that’s alright so we can link,
that‘s if your cool with that.” Omari slightly stuttered his words.
“Yeah that’s cool.” Aayisha smiled at Omari. He pulled out his phone and Aayisha dialled in her
number.
“So…?” Omari was just going to ask Aayisha something but then got interrupted.
“Hey Omari!” Paris said in her high pitch girly tone. Aayisha glared at Paris then cut her eye and
kissed her teeth. Paris gave Aayisha a fixed stare.
“Who the hell do you think you’re kissing your teeth after? I‘m only saying hey to Omari” Paris
said in her high girly tone. Aayisha stood there in silence and just looked ahead without saying
anything. Paris strutted off wiggling her hips side to side. Then muttered,
“Fucking hoe.” Aayisha turned round sharply to Paris.
“What the fuck did you just say you scrawny bitch!” Aayisha demanded. Aayisha was about to
run to grab Paris by her hair but she felt restricted as Omari grabbed hold of her tightly, and
pulled her away from Paris.
“Calm down girl, come with me!” Omari said trying to calm Aayisha down. After Aayisha finally
calmed down she walked with Omari to footlocker.
When Paris walked back to her True Dedicated Bitches crew they were telling her how Aayisha
was going to pull out her hair.
“If she carries on, she might have to get dealt with.” Paris mumbled slowly smirking to herself.
“Ignore that stupid bitch” Daniel told Aayisha after her and Omari explained the story.
“I know what will cheer you up; do you wanna come to a Rave?” Theo asked.
“Yeah yeah, okay then what is it called then?” Aayisha questioned.
“Shock Vibe” Theo told her. Aayisha stared hard at Theo.
“T.D.B are going, I was going to go with them .to do a dance off against some unknown rivals”
Aayisha explained. Theo looked at the other boys and they were all thinking briefly.
“Really, we were meant to go against you lot, this is a joke isn’t it?” Adrian laughed.
“You’re lying, I didn’t know you lot were entered for the dance battle.” Aayisha said, in dismay.
“We didn’t know that we were meant to go against T.D.B in the competition.” Daniel said. “I didn’t
even know you lot entered.” he continued.
“Well durr, Sherlock, it’s a secret.” Aayisha said sarcastically. Daniel glared at Aayisha hard, he
never liked when people made fun of him. He just cut his eye off Aayisha and stood in silence.
“Well anyway I’ll call my friend, I would like you to meet her, she’s really cool and that, and I’m
sure you two would really get on while me and my bredrins do the dance off.” Omari explained.
Aayisha smiled at Omari.
“Okay then.” she continued to smile softly. Omari grinned at Aayisha and got his phone out and
began to search in his phonebook for Latisha’s number and phoned her. A few rings later she
answered.
“Hello.” she said down the phone.
“Cool boo, you wanna come to the dance Rave, Shock Vibe, there’s someone here I want you to
meet.” Omari said, while winking at Aayisha.
“Why should I come, what have you got planned?”
“Come and find out for yourself, now get ready, me and my bredrins will come and meet you
later at your house and then we will go to the Rave.” Omari explained.
“Okay then, I’m gonna go now to get ready bye.” Latisha said.
“Bye I’ll call you later.” Omari said, and then he hung up,
“Everyone gather round the middle of the dance floor, the dance battle will begin, on the right
side it’s the True Dedicated Bitches, with Paris, Rebecca, Siobhan, Tia and Christine. And on the
left side of the dance floor is Fusion with Omari, Theo, Daniel and Adrian, both dance crews have
30 seconds each, you both will do it three times.” Damien said through his microphone on the DJ
stand, everybody cheered loudly when Fusion name was called out. Paris cut her eye off the
crowd and glared into Omari’s face. Damien walked from the DJ stand with the microphone onto
the dance floor and put the microphone into Paris’s face.
“Anything you got to say to that?” Damien asked, as his grin began to widen.
“Yeah me and my crew are going to mash you up Fusion; you’re not even going to wanna dance
again when we finished with you.” Paris spat the words out with distaste; Damien furrowed his
eyebrow slightly at Paris and moved to the other side to Omari’s crew.
“What have you got to say to that Fusion, Damien asked hoping they would say something
better.
“Girl, shut your stinking mouth, were going to murk you, and you will never wanna show your
face again pon road again, when we have mashed you up” Omari spat back. The crowed began
shouting excitedly at Omari’s words. Damien grinned at Omari for not saying something stupid.
“Let the Dance Rave begin!” Damien shouted into the microphone so then it began to make the
stereo system vibrate the floor slightly. The DJ began to spin at his turn tables and the Bashment
music played most people in the crowd was chanting ‘Go Fusion, go fusion, go fusion.”
True Dedicated Bitches was first and it was going alright for them for there first 30 seconds.
Then Fusion came up and Omari was body popping while the others were doing some type of
freestyle, and the crowd encouraged them with louder chanting. But on the second round for True
Dedicated Bitches the dance fell apart because they were missing Aayisha. The girls tried to lift
and flip Paris and one of the girls lost grip and they all fell to the floor. They all of a sudden looked
around the dance floor unsure of what to do next. The crowds chanting died down to complete
silence but the DJ kept playing the music unaware of the stillness of the party. All of a sudden,
“HAHA, HAHA, HAHA!” Aayisha and Latisha began to laugh in hysterics keeling over. Everybody
looked at them briefly and some people in the crowd broke out into smiles and then began
laughing as well. People started to point and laugh at the T.D.B crew. Some people in the crowds
mostly the boys began to chant “Shame on you!” Even Fusion started keeling over each other
laughing at Paris and her crew. Paris didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, she just wanted the
world to swallow her whole. The DJ finally noticed that no one was dancing and paused the music
“This ain’t fair, we didn’t have time to practice, and one of the members quit last minute!” Paris
stated in her squeamish girly tone, while getting herself up from the floor. Aayisha’s eyes began to
dart from different people to check no one was looking at her and noticing she was the one that
quit. Damien quickly walked over and whispered something to Omari, and Omari nodded his
head for agreement to something then Damien walked over to Paris.
“You’re right this ain’t right, you know what I’ll do?” Damien rhetorically asked Pairs.
“No, but I got a feeling you’re going to tell me.” Paris said sulkily
“It’s Omari’s birthday next week, and it shall be held at the Urban Undergrounds. I’m giving you
a week to practice you can add new members if you want and it’s a dance battle, first part of the
dance battle you will have a one minute routine then the second part of the battle is free styling,
so both you and Street Breakers will show the crowd what you’ve got!” Damien announced on the
microphone. The crowd began to shout wildly.
“So are you dancing crews ready for your re-match next week?” Damien questioned loudly.
Damien put the microphone to Paris’s mouth.
“Yeah.” she muttered into the microphone. Then Damien moved back towards Omari.
“What about you?” Damien questioned briefly.
“We thrashed them once, it would be easy to murk them again so you know, and plus we’ll be
better then before.” Omari said proudly.
“Okay then, everybody begin with your rave because this battle is finished till next week at the
Urban Undergrounds.” Damien repeated just in case anyone didn’t hear him the first time.
Everyone split up to continue dancing. Paris, Taishae and the T.D.B walked up to the toilets.
“I’m going to freshen up babes.” Paris said to Taishae and kissed him on his lips gently. “Come
on girls we’ll sort our ladies business inside while my man waits.” she smiled at Taishae and then
went to the toilets.
Taishae looked around the party and saw Latisha looking at him. She smiled softly towards him
and waved. He waved back and was unsure whether to walk over to her or wait for Paris. He
thought briefly, and began to walk over to Latisha.
Just then Paris and the T.D.B came through the door returning from the toilets.
“Where’s Taishae?” Paris asked hoping she would get an answer.
“How would we know we were with you?” Tia explained without being sarcastic.
“Who the hell you are talking to, someone was meant to stay out with Taishae to keep him
company.” Paris told them.
“No, you told us to come with you.” Tia explained. Paris turned around sharply, and boxed Tia in
the mouth, Siobhan quickly grabbed Tia so she didn’t fall.
“Don’t speak to me like I’m dumb before I lick off your head, silly bitch.” Paris scowled. Tia
touched her mouth and felt blood discharging out her fresh wound. Siobhan held Tia tightly, so
she didn’t do anything stupid.
“We’ll look for him.” Siobhan told Paris.
“No you won’t I’ll look for him, you all are useless and pathetic.” Paris spat. Paris stormed off
leaving her crew members to stand by the toilets. Paris only had to walk a bit and she noticed
Taishae’s t-shirt.
She walked up behind to sneakily surprise him. Not knowing he was with someone, well not
knowing he was even hugging someone. Paris placed her hands over his eyes so he didn’t know
who it was.
“Guess who boo?” She said trying to change her accent to a lower voice, so he didn’t recognise
it. Taishae jumped and let go of Latisha and turned round so he could see who it was without
guessing.
“Err, hey boo.” Taishae said nervously and began to get agitated. Paris noticed Taishae’s
agitation and then noticed Latisha in front of him.
“Why are you with that?” Paris questioned with distaste to her voice.
“I’m going now Taishae bye.” Latisha said quickly walking off to any avoid trouble. Paris quickly
looked at Taishae who looked awkward and distant and she ran and grabbed Latisha by her hair.
“Keep away from my man you dirty sket.” Paris yelled and kneed Latisha in her stomach enough
to wind her and make her keel over to the floor in knots. The bouncers came to see what the
trouble was and began to drag Paris off Latisha. Paris began kicking and screaming legs and
arms flaying about everywhere.
“What the fuck are you doing with her?” Paris demanded, while she was getting dragged back.
Taishae shrugged his shoulders unsure what to say. Paris’s temper rose and she quickly
squirmed out of the grip of the bouncers slapped Taishae in the face with such a force that his
face began to bruise quickly.
“I hate you Taishae Daniels! And that scheming bitch of yours, she needs to watch herself,
because this ain‘t over!” Paris screamed as the bouncers grabbed Paris again this time tighter so
she couldn’t get out of there grip and they escorted her out of the party, while everyone stopped
dancing and began crowding round Latisha to see what was going on. Taishae stood still
dumbfounded at what just happened and began to chase after Paris. Taishae left Aayisha and
Fusion, to help comfort Latisha.
After half an hour of cuddling and kissing and more, Latisha and Taishae finally left her house
and walked up towards youth club. It was quarter to seven and they were already fifteen minutes
late but they didn’t care.
“Where have you been?” Aayisha demanded.
“I was trying to find the right outfit for dance.” Latisha lied.
“Whatever I can tell by how your hair is slightly messed up what you two have been up to,
what’s he doing here anyway after he left you for that bitch.” Aayisha looked Taishae up and down
then kissed her teeth.
“I already said sorry to Latisha, anyway me and that Bitch have finished so you don’t have to
worry.” Taishae explained.
“Hmmm, Skeen.” Aayisha said cutting the conversation short.
“Where’s Omari by the way?” Taishae asked before Aayisha turned to walk off.
“He’s in the dance hall. I’ll get him for you.” Aayisha smiled and walked off to the dance hall
while Latisha kissed Taishae quickly on the cheek and followed after Aayisha. A minute later
Omari came walking from the dance room and walked over towards Taishae.
“What do you want?” Omari asked with a slight tone of attitude.
“Sorry, I left you lot for Paris, I was just all confused and that, I won’t leave you lot for a girl
again you lot are like my brothers.” Taishae put his head down and waited for Omari’s response.
Omari stared around the youth club unsure of what to say.
“Umm, that’s okay bro,” Omari tried to sound cool about it but he still had that hint of being
slightly annoyed.
“So are we cool then?” Taishae asked. Omari smiled and nodded, they both clenched fists and
touched there fist together.
“Are you coming back to Dance in Fusion then?” Omari asked.
“Yeah if you want me to.” Taishae replied.
“I‘m fine with that, you‘re just going to have to put in extra effort.” Omari joked.
“I always do anyway.” Taishae laughed. Omari and Taishae walked into the dance hall and Theo
switched on the DJ system and started counting down for people to get ready for the beat to drop
in. When everyone was dancing Taishae was memorising the dance moves and Omari was
explaining how he would fit into the dance sequence. While Taishae was memorising the dance
moves he realised that Latisha was really talented at a lot of things and he glad he had her.
“When did you realise Latisha was good enough to dance?” Taishae asked.
“That gyal is multi-talented, dancing would be nothing to her, I just asked her to freestyle for the
auditions and oh man, she is so sick!” Theo stated proudly.
“Really is she that good?” Taishae asked with a hint of surprise.
“Let me demonstrate, Yo Latisha, freestyle for me!” Theo yelled over the music, Omari ran over
to the DJ system and switched the song. All of a sudden everybody backed away from Latisha,
running to either sides of the dance hall. All of a sudden when the music beat dropped Latisha
started dancing in a fast pace rhythm then she whined and grinded on the dance floor, Fusion
began chanting Aayisha’s name as she showed off her talented moves to the class. Once she
finished everyone applauded.
“Latisha that was great!” Taishae applauded while walking over to her.”
“Thanks.” she smiled shyly, but she had a slight glow to her face.
“Where did you hide this talent?” Taishae rhetorically joked, when he walked over to her and he
hugged her tightly. “Watching you just inspires me to do better in life babes.” Taishae smiled.
After dance finished Taishae, Latisha, Omari and Aayisha walked along the street talking
about Paris.
“So you definitely split up with Paris then?” Aayisha asked curiously.
“Yeah why ask?” Taishae questioned.
“Oh I was just wondering that’s all.” Aayisha said.
“Hmmm, Skeen I suggest you wonder out my business.” Taishae snapped. Omari quickly
glared at him, as Latisha stared at Taishae in slight shock of how he quickly changed.
“What’s up with you, bro?” Omari tried to sound calm.
“Sorry but I have to speak my mind,” Taishae stated.
“So what’s on your mind then?” Aayisha asked trying not to cause an argument
“My brother that you killed is on my mind!” Taishae yelled at her. Aayisha stood still
dumbfounded at what Taishae just shouted at her.
“Are you out of your mind Taishae?” Latisha snapped.
“What the fuck is up with you, you can’t go accusing people randomly.” Omari yelled. Aayisha
began bursting out into tears, Latisha looked at Taishae infuriated at what he just said and
hugged Aayisha to comfort her.
“If she was so innocent why would she be crying, she is doing that for attention.” Taishae
snarled. Omari looked down and looked back up and punched Taishae in his face. Taishae fell
backwards on the floor with a look of horror on his face at what just happened.
“Don’t you dare chat about my girl like that again, or else I’ll do worst to you.” Omari spat.
Omari turned round to check if Aayisha was okay but as he was doing that, Taishae got up slowly
and charged at Omari like a rugby player and put him to floor with such a force that Omari got the
breath knocked out of him.
“What’s wrong with you?” Latisha screamed at Taishae, and turned to run home, Taishae got
off Omari quickly and chased Latisha down the road. And he left Aayisha to attend Omari’s aid.
‘Bang bang.’
“Aayisha is that you?” Latisha asked shouting through the window once she opened it.
“Yeah yeah, why are you taking your time to answer the door.” Aayisha asked.
“Taishae has been trying to kick my door through and I’m so scared, I need company and I
think we should talk.”
“Okay then, hurry up.” Aayisha said slightly panicked. Latisha rushed down her stairs and
opened the door to let Aayisha and welcomed Aayisha into the living room.
“So what’s up, what do we need to talk about then?” Aayisha questioned.
“Well when Taishae said that you killed his brother, don’t take this personally, but did you?
Because before Dejontâe died he did mention your name.” Latisha explained casually.
“I didn’t have anything to do with Dejontâe’s death!” Aayisha denied, while raising her voice.
“Why are you shouting I asked a question and if you didn’t kill him, why did he mention your
name?” Latisha said quizzically trying not to raise her voice. Aayisha stared at Latisha blankly and
began to burst into tears hysterically...
“Paris’s sister killed him okay!” Aayisha blurted then gasped as she realised what she just said.
“What!” Latisha breathed in deeply. “How do you know?” Latisha pointed her finger in Aayisha’s
face like it was a weapon.
“Paris told me and the T.D.B what she was going to do to Dejontâe … Well Dejontâe owed her
some money because like she was his dealer and he promised to pay her back but he didn’t, so
like he had to pay by his life.” Aayisha stammered. Latisha had a quick flashback to when she
saw the person in a boy’s tracksuit running towards a black BMW. She then quickly snapped back
“But I saw a boy running from the house in a tracksuit”
“That was Paris she had to disguise herself so no one could identify her.” Aayisha bowed her
head down in shame. “If I grassed on Paris or her sister, Paris said she’ll make her sister do to
me what she done to Dejontâe.” Aayisha broke down crying again. Latisha looked around unsure
what to do, and then she went into her pockets and shuffled through and pulled out her phone
and began dialling three numbers.
“What are you doing?” Aayisha sniffed.
“Calling the police you am just as bad as Paris, and that girl has messed up Taishae.” Latisha
said angrily. Aayisha in a quick panic snatched Latisha’s phone out of her hand.
“What the fuck… are you mad then me and you will be lying next to Dejontâe in our own
coffins.” Aayisha snapped.
“What are we going to do then?” Latisha questioned.
“Don’t worry I got a plan to catch that bitch out.” Aayisha’s teary faced turned to an eerie grin.
The DJ nodded at Damien and began spinning his turn tables and began playing the music
and let the music vibrate through the room. fusion started First and they were doing very well with
no mistakes they were working well as a team and some of them back flipped or started body
popping., after there 30 seconds was up, Paris, Dominique and the rest of the True Dedicated
Bitches began there dance routine, they were working as a good team and Dominique and Paris
were crip walking and dancing in slow motion while wearing there white masks and black ties.
And body popping like robots.
TO BE CONTINUED
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