Boy (enters): I wrote a screenplay.
Girl (reading. not even looking at him): About what?
Boy: About us.
Girl (rolls eyes): Us?
Boy: Yes. You and me.
Girl(now she turn her book down and stare at him) : And what happens in your play, if I may ask?
Boy: It's not quite finished yet. Frankly, I hoped you tell me how it ends. He smiles
Girl:In that case you should tell me were you stopped.
Boy: I shall.
Boy takes a piece of paper and start reading:
Ben walks nerevously into the class. Where Ali is sitting by herself. His heart racing fast and he tries to find his words.
He takes a deep breath and asks: I love you. I am sorry! Maybe you can still love me back?
Here it ends. What's next?
Girl: Ben... I know- I mean. It's not even a screenplay. More of a short story... you can't just-
Boy (he drops the paper): I know what you think. But I'm sorry and I thought you might... Nevermind.
Girl: N
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