SCENE:
Exterior school, early morning.
Exterior school, early morning.
A boy , Wesley, exits the car wrestling with his rolling backpack & Spider-Man lunch box.
Mom rolls down the window
Mom: ( shouts) Wesley!....Wes!
Wes: oblivious- continues walking.
Mom: (car still rolling) WES! LEY!
Wes: comical look of surprise
Mom: Where's your sash?
Wes: Eyes wide in confusion, has clearly never heard the word sash before in his life and cannot associate it with any inanimate object connected to him
Mom: (still rolling) YOUR SASH WES!
Wes: …….
Mom: (still rolling & shouting) YOUR PATROL! BELT!,
Mom: (mutters under her breath) Doofus
Wes: eyes widen in dawning realization
Mom: DID YOU FORGET IT??
Wes: nods
Mom: YOU'RE GOING TO GET A DEMERIT, SON!
Wes: Eyes wide, chin trembling
Mom: (shrugs) YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO USE A SPARE ONE. SORRY
Mom drives off feeling guilty- but not quite enough to go home, get his patrol belt & bring it back up to him. Lumps are being taken, consequences are resulting from actions.
END SCENE
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