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My Favourite
(It’s a sunny afternoon in late August. GIRL waits for BOY at the park. When he arrives, they sit under a tree and begin to talk.)
BOY: I can’t wait until autumn.
GIRL: Same here! It’s my favourite season. I love seeing the leaves turn different colours and crunching through them when I walk. Plus, it’s not too cold and not too hot. It’s perfect.
(A small pause in the conversation. A striped tabby cat darts across the grass in front of them and hides in a bush.)
GIRL: Oh, my gosh, did you see that?! That cat looked like a tiger!
BOY: You like tigers?
GIRL: *nods* They’re my favourite animal.
BOY: Why? Because orange is your favourite colour?
GIRL: No. Purple and black are my favourite colours. I like tigers because they’re fierce and beautiful and courageous and I wish I could be like that. Plus, they’re at the top of the food chain! What about you? What’s your favourite animal?
BOY: Cougar.
GIRL: Why?
BOY: Uh, same reason as you. Plus, their fur helps them camouflage and they’re super fast runners.
GIRL: Hmm, that’s cool. What-
BOY: Wait, why is your favourite colour black? You favour black over red or blue or green?
GIRL: Purple and black. Purple was my first favourite colour. It’s the colour of royalty and it’s just lovely. I started liking black when I faced some hard times and went through an emo-goth phase. That phase is gone, but I still like the colour. What about you?
BOY: What about me?
GIRL: What’s your favourite colour?
BOY: Guess.
GIRL: Blue.
BOY: How generic.
GIRL: Wait, no, I take that back. I think you’re more of a… *squints while looking at his face* green person.
BOY: What makes you say that?
GIRL: I dunno. *tilts head to one side* I get this feeling that your aura would be green, that you’d be surrounded by a green fog. ‘Cuz you’re always so cool and collected… *pauses*
(They stare at each other for a few beats)
GIRL: *blushes and looks away* Like a cucumber. And cucumbers are green. So there.
BOY: *laughs* Wow, way to ruin the moment!
GIRL: *fidgets with the hem of her dress and smiles shyly*
BOY: Shall I ask the next question, then?
GIRL: This turned into a game, didn’t it?
BOY: *laughs* Seems like it. Let’s see… *pauses* What’s your favourite fruit?
GIRL: *laughs* That is such a random question! Uh, I don’t know… apples? Granny smith apples! There!
BOY: Why?
GIRL: Oh, my gosh, I have to answer “why” as well? Hmm, let’s see… They’re sour. And I like sour things. Red apples and golden apples are nice, but I like the tartness of the green ones. Your turn.
BOY: Hmm, that’s a good answer. *pauses* Oranges. I like oranges.
GIRL: Why?
BOY: Because they’re orange.
GIRL: *blinks* You said your favourite colour was green.
BOY: No, you thought my favourite colour was green. I never said it was. My favourite colour is orange. Because it’s refreshing. Like oranges.
GIRL: *scrunches nose* That’s confusing.
BOY: *lightly touches her nose* That’s cute.
GIRL: *blushes and pushes his hand away* What’s cute?
BOY: The face you just made.
GIRL: *blushes harder* Yeah, right, whatever. Let’s get to the next question. How much time do we have left anyway? I need to be home by six, and it’s… *looks at watch* …five-twenty. We have forty minutes. Okay. *lies down on grass and looks up at the sky*
BOY: *lies down beside her* It’s your turn.
GIRL: Oh. Uh… what is… your favourite… junk food? Sorry, first thing that popped into my head.
BOY: Popcorn or pizza. You?
GIRL: Hmm. I like kettle-cooked chips. They taste so good! Your turn.
BOY: If you could ask me any question in the world, what would you ask?
GIRL: *sits up and look down at him* What? That’s such an open-ended question!
BOY: *mirrors her position* I would answer completely honest.
GIRL: Seriously?
BOY: *nods* I promise.
GIRL: Okay. Gimme a minute.
(GIRL takes her time, gathering up the courage to ask her question, while BOY sits patiently, waiting for it. She fidgets with her dress, takes a deep breath, and faces him before asking.)
GIRL: Okay, are you ready?
BOY: *smiles* Yup.
GIRL: You know you can back out if you want.
BOY: *chuckles* I think I’m good. Just ask me.
GIRL: Are you sure?
BOY: *smiles encouragingly* Shoot.
GIRL: *bites lip nervously* What if…
BOY: Yes?
GIRL: I told you…
BOY: *blinks* Go on.
GIRL: *takes a deep breath* What if I told you…
BOY: C’mon, just say it!
GIRL: *in one breath* What if I told you that I might be falling for you?
BOY: *blinks* Come again?
GIRL: *blushing furiously* I’m not repeating it.
BOY: What? No! Say it! I didn’t understand you!
GIRL: *shakes her head* Nope. Nu-uh. Sorry. You snooze, you lose! Oh, will you look at the time? *looks at watch* I gotta get going! It’s already 6:45!
(She stands up and takes a few steps away from him.)
BOY: Wait! *grabs her hand to stop her*
GIRL: *glances at him* What?
BOY: *looks at watch* It’s only 6:30! We still have time!
GIRL: Your watch is fifteen minutes behind. Mine says 6:45! *quickly waves watch in front of his face before pulling away from him*
BOY: I didn’t even see that.
GIRL: *shrugs before beginning to walk away quickly* I’ll see ya!
BOY: *speed-walks to catch up* Wait, when? Slow down!
GIRL: *walks faster* Next time we meet. Now stop following me. You live in the other direction!
BOY: *stops and yells after her* But when will we meet again? We didn’t even decide!
GIRL: *yells back* Don’t worry, I’ll message you!
(They’re far enough away that they have to shout to be heard by the other.)
BOY: Wait, I didn’t answer your question!
GIRL: Don’t worry about it! You don’t have to!
BOY: But I think I shoul-
GIRL: No! Don’t answer it! I don’t wanna hear it!
BOY: You don’t?
GIRL: No!
BOY: Not even if I feel the same way?
GIRL: No-wait, what?
BOY: No, you said you didn’t wanna hear it!
GIRL: But you just-
BOY: See you next time! *runs away*
GIRL: *smiles and continues on her way home*
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