Video Assignment Chaos - Part 2
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Day 2
At Lawndale High School, the first class of the day was in session. “...So, as an exercise in living literature you’ll all be making your own movies,” Mr. O’Neill said. “We have Brittany to thank for that exciting suggestion.”
“Great!” Brittany groused, rubbing her head.
“Relax,” Andrea instructed, with a worried tone.
“Now, before we split into movie making teams, who would like to direct?”
Almost the entire class put up their hands shouting, “Me! Me! Me!”
“Great!” Brittany groused again.
“Let’s try this again,” Mr. O’Neill said. “You can all take turns directing, but we still need teams.”
Again in the junior class, he made the same mistake. Again nearly everyone put up their hand saying “Me! Me! Me!”
Everyone, that is, except Quinn and her friends Stacy Rowe and Josie Black. Quinn was preoccupied. She hadn’t been able to find Kevin before the Bell that announced the start of Homeroom had rung. She had struggled to maintain attention through History. (Still, DeMartino had been able to get through to her.)
“Oh dear!” O’Neill said, realising that the freshman class had reacted the same as the sophomores. “Let’s try this again. You can all take turns directing, but we still need teams.”
Quinn, Stacy and Josie all looked at each other and decided without saying anything. Josie put her hand up.
“Yes, Ms. Black?” O’Neill asked.
“Quinn, Stacy and I will team up,” Josie said.
“Excellent!”
Not to be outdone, Quinn’s perennial rival, Sandi Griffin, put her hand up.
“Sandi!” Mr. O’Neill said.
“Tiffany, Tori and I will be another team,” Sandi said, referring to her friends Tiffany Blum-Deckler and Tori Jericho.
“Very good Sandi,” the teacher enthused.
More groups of three formed as the lesson went on.
At lunch time, Quinn found Kevin. He was talking to two of his teammates, they were the ones who continually fought over Josie.
“Kevin!” Quinn admonished.
“Oh, Hi Quinn,” Kevin said, oblivious.
“Kevin, why did you run away last night?”
“Um...”
“You’re in trouble now,” one of the other teammates said. Quinn couldn’t think of his name at that moment.
“Um...”
“Kevin?” Quinn asked again with a warning tone in her voice.
“I don’t like subtitles. They’re so hard to follow!” Kevin responded.
Quinn sighed. “That’s not an excuse, Kevin!”
“Um, it isn’t?”
“No!”
“But it’s the truth!”
“Kevin, a boyfriend or girlfriend has to at least tolerate what the other person is interested in,” Quinn said.
Kevin looked confused. “Huh?”
“If they can’t do that, they won’t work together as a couple long term,” Quinn explained.
“Wait, you want to break up?” Kevin asked.
“No, Kevin, I don’t want to break up. I still have strong feelings for you, but it hurt when you ran off.”
“Oh,” Kevin said.
“I’d like an apology.”
Kevin heard Quinn ask for an apology. He thought for a moment as he remembered the events of the previous evening.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“That’s good,” Quinn said, sounding less angry than before. That was good. He didn’t like it when Quinn was angry. (Usually, it was when she had expected him to know something... brainy. He still didn’t know what to make of it.)
“So, you want me to take you there again?” he asked.
“No, I saw it last night, after you left,” Quinn said. She laughed. (He loved her laugh.) “Mr. O’Neill gave me a lift home due to the rain. It was then that Brittany gave him the idea for the video assignments we are doing.”
“Brittany?” he asked. That was the girl who always looked at him strange and avoided him whenever she could.
“She and Andrea were there, as well as Mr. O’Neill. He misinterpreted what Brittany said,” Quinn explained with a slight smile.
“Oh! You want to see it again?” he asked.
“Not at present,” Quinn said. “But there are other movies with subtitles we can see,” she said, with some hope in her voice.
“Sure!” Kevin said.
Quinn smiled wider and moved closer. Then they kissed, right there in the corridor,
“All right!” The other teammate, Jeffy Brown, said.
Quinn broke off the kiss, embarrassed. She had forgotten that the two were there. She had been entirely focused on Kevin.
“So, we’re cool?” Kevin asked, oblivious to the embarrassment.
“Yes,” Quinn answered.
While Quinn and Kevin were making up, several groups of students were discussing just what kind of videos they were going to make.
Brittany had been put in a team with two unexpected fellow students. One was Michael ‘Mack’ Mackenzie. The other was Dawn Harris.
Andrea had found herself with Kevin (who was obviously absent), and Jane Lane. Thus it was Andrea, Brittany, Dawn, Jane and Mack who met at one of the lunch tables to discuss the subject of their video assignments.
“Where’s Kevin?” Jane asked, when they had all sat down.
“I have some idea, but I’m not saying anything,” Andrea said, remembering what Quinn had told her and Brittany shortly after Mr. O’Neill had driven away from the cinema.
“O K…” Jane said.
“We don’t need him anyway,” Brittany said with some vehemence.
Andrea nodded.
“So, what ideas have you got?” Mack asked.
“Abstract,” Jane said.
“What do you mean?” Mack asked.
“We put a camera in a tree and it films the sidewalk. It’ll symbolise the tree’s totally objective point of view,” Jane explained.
“A little too abstract,” Brittany murmured with a groan.
“Kinda like Darian’s idea,” Andrea said.
“Well, I did pick his brain straight after class, but I came up with this myself,” Jane said.
“We’ll need a couple of scripts,” Mack said.
“Don’t ask me!” Brittany said.
“He wasn’t asking you,” Andrea said with reassurance.
“Not me either,” Jane said as Andrea and Mack looked at her. “But I can do the storyboards,” she added.
“I can write a couple of scripts,” Dawn spoke up.
“You only need to write one, Andrea could write the other,” Mack pointed out.
“No problem,” Andrea said. “But we still need ideas.”
“And Lawndale is our set!” Brittany said.
“There’s more to Lawndale than you think,” Andrea said.
“Maybe,” Brittany said. “You have an idea don’t you?” she asked.
“Something to do with Dega Street?” Jane asked Andrea.
Andrea just gave her a smile.
Mack turned to Dawn. “It seems that they have an idea,” he said.
“Not really,” Andrea said. “Just a basis of an idea based on an area of Lawndale we’re familiar with.”
“Lawndale...” Dawn pondered.
“What?” Brittany asked.
“We could dramatise something from Lawndale’s history,” Dawn said as she continued her pondering.
“I guess DeMartino would be pleased about that,” Mack said.
“I do well enough in history,” Dawn said defensively.
“Much better than Kevin, anyway,” Mack added.
“So, a basic idea,” Brittany said, “something from the last three hundred years?”
“Actually, Lawndale wasn’t founded until shortly before the Revolution,” Mack pointed out.
Dawn nodded.
“Something from the less amount of time?” Brittany asked as she reached up into her hair.
Dawn nodded. “I suppose we could research it,” She suggested.
“Great!” Brittany groused. “I’ll do the twentieth century.”
“Agreed,” Dawn said.
“Then I'll research the nineteenth century,” Mack said. He lowered his voice. “Something had to happen in the Civil War.”
“Then I'll do the eighteenth after the town was founded,” Dawn added.
“Cool,” Mack said.
“So, we both have an idea?” Brittany asked.
“The basis of one,” Dawn said.
“We still don't know what part of Lawndale’s history to dramatise,” Mack added.
“A good start,” Andrea said, as she glanced at what Jane was sketching.
“Tomorrow lunch for a progress report?” Jane asked.
“We need to bring Kevin in,” Andrea said.
“Yes,” Jane said.
“We'll go to the library after school,” Mack said.
“And I'll go along Dega street and look for inspiration,” Jane said.
“Is that safe?” Brittany asked.
“I'll have my brother with me,” Jane said with a shrug.
Day 2
At Lawndale High School, the first class of the day was in session. “...So, as an exercise in living literature you’ll all be making your own movies,” Mr. O’Neill said. “We have Brittany to thank for that exciting suggestion.”
“Great!” Brittany groused, rubbing her head.
“Relax,” Andrea instructed, with a worried tone.
“Now, before we split into movie making teams, who would like to direct?”
Almost the entire class put up their hands shouting, “Me! Me! Me!”
“Great!” Brittany groused again.
“Let’s try this again,” Mr. O’Neill said. “You can all take turns directing, but we still need teams.”
Again in the junior class, he made the same mistake. Again nearly everyone put up their hand saying “Me! Me! Me!”
Everyone, that is, except Quinn and her friends Stacy Rowe and Josie Black. Quinn was preoccupied. She hadn’t been able to find Kevin before the Bell that announced the start of Homeroom had rung. She had struggled to maintain attention through History. (Still, DeMartino had been able to get through to her.)
“Oh dear!” O’Neill said, realising that the freshman class had reacted the same as the sophomores. “Let’s try this again. You can all take turns directing, but we still need teams.”
Quinn, Stacy and Josie all looked at each other and decided without saying anything. Josie put her hand up.
“Yes, Ms. Black?” O’Neill asked.
“Quinn, Stacy and I will team up,” Josie said.
“Excellent!”
Not to be outdone, Quinn’s perennial rival, Sandi Griffin, put her hand up.
“Sandi!” Mr. O’Neill said.
“Tiffany, Tori and I will be another team,” Sandi said, referring to her friends Tiffany Blum-Deckler and Tori Jericho.
“Very good Sandi,” the teacher enthused.
More groups of three formed as the lesson went on.
At lunch time, Quinn found Kevin. He was talking to two of his teammates, they were the ones who continually fought over Josie.
“Kevin!” Quinn admonished.
“Oh, Hi Quinn,” Kevin said, oblivious.
“Kevin, why did you run away last night?”
“Um...”
“You’re in trouble now,” one of the other teammates said. Quinn couldn’t think of his name at that moment.
“Um...”
“Kevin?” Quinn asked again with a warning tone in her voice.
“I don’t like subtitles. They’re so hard to follow!” Kevin responded.
Quinn sighed. “That’s not an excuse, Kevin!”
“Um, it isn’t?”
“No!”
“But it’s the truth!”
“Kevin, a boyfriend or girlfriend has to at least tolerate what the other person is interested in,” Quinn said.
Kevin looked confused. “Huh?”
“If they can’t do that, they won’t work together as a couple long term,” Quinn explained.
“Wait, you want to break up?” Kevin asked.
“No, Kevin, I don’t want to break up. I still have strong feelings for you, but it hurt when you ran off.”
“Oh,” Kevin said.
“I’d like an apology.”
Kevin heard Quinn ask for an apology. He thought for a moment as he remembered the events of the previous evening.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“That’s good,” Quinn said, sounding less angry than before. That was good. He didn’t like it when Quinn was angry. (Usually, it was when she had expected him to know something... brainy. He still didn’t know what to make of it.)
“So, you want me to take you there again?” he asked.
“No, I saw it last night, after you left,” Quinn said. She laughed. (He loved her laugh.) “Mr. O’Neill gave me a lift home due to the rain. It was then that Brittany gave him the idea for the video assignments we are doing.”
“Brittany?” he asked. That was the girl who always looked at him strange and avoided him whenever she could.
“She and Andrea were there, as well as Mr. O’Neill. He misinterpreted what Brittany said,” Quinn explained with a slight smile.
“Oh! You want to see it again?” he asked.
“Not at present,” Quinn said. “But there are other movies with subtitles we can see,” she said, with some hope in her voice.
“Sure!” Kevin said.
Quinn smiled wider and moved closer. Then they kissed, right there in the corridor,
“All right!” The other teammate, Jeffy Brown, said.
Quinn broke off the kiss, embarrassed. She had forgotten that the two were there. She had been entirely focused on Kevin.
“So, we’re cool?” Kevin asked, oblivious to the embarrassment.
“Yes,” Quinn answered.
While Quinn and Kevin were making up, several groups of students were discussing just what kind of videos they were going to make.
Brittany had been put in a team with two unexpected fellow students. One was Michael ‘Mack’ Mackenzie. The other was Dawn Harris.
Andrea had found herself with Kevin (who was obviously absent), and Jane Lane. Thus it was Andrea, Brittany, Dawn, Jane and Mack who met at one of the lunch tables to discuss the subject of their video assignments.
“Where’s Kevin?” Jane asked, when they had all sat down.
“I have some idea, but I’m not saying anything,” Andrea said, remembering what Quinn had told her and Brittany shortly after Mr. O’Neill had driven away from the cinema.
“O K…” Jane said.
“We don’t need him anyway,” Brittany said with some vehemence.
Andrea nodded.
“So, what ideas have you got?” Mack asked.
“Abstract,” Jane said.
“What do you mean?” Mack asked.
“We put a camera in a tree and it films the sidewalk. It’ll symbolise the tree’s totally objective point of view,” Jane explained.
“A little too abstract,” Brittany murmured with a groan.
“Kinda like Darian’s idea,” Andrea said.
“Well, I did pick his brain straight after class, but I came up with this myself,” Jane said.
“We’ll need a couple of scripts,” Mack said.
“Don’t ask me!” Brittany said.
“He wasn’t asking you,” Andrea said with reassurance.
“Not me either,” Jane said as Andrea and Mack looked at her. “But I can do the storyboards,” she added.
“I can write a couple of scripts,” Dawn spoke up.
“You only need to write one, Andrea could write the other,” Mack pointed out.
“No problem,” Andrea said. “But we still need ideas.”
“And Lawndale is our set!” Brittany said.
“There’s more to Lawndale than you think,” Andrea said.
“Maybe,” Brittany said. “You have an idea don’t you?” she asked.
“Something to do with Dega Street?” Jane asked Andrea.
Andrea just gave her a smile.
Mack turned to Dawn. “It seems that they have an idea,” he said.
“Not really,” Andrea said. “Just a basis of an idea based on an area of Lawndale we’re familiar with.”
“Lawndale...” Dawn pondered.
“What?” Brittany asked.
“We could dramatise something from Lawndale’s history,” Dawn said as she continued her pondering.
“I guess DeMartino would be pleased about that,” Mack said.
“I do well enough in history,” Dawn said defensively.
“Much better than Kevin, anyway,” Mack added.
“So, a basic idea,” Brittany said, “something from the last three hundred years?”
“Actually, Lawndale wasn’t founded until shortly before the Revolution,” Mack pointed out.
Dawn nodded.
“Something from the less amount of time?” Brittany asked as she reached up into her hair.
Dawn nodded. “I suppose we could research it,” She suggested.
“Great!” Brittany groused. “I’ll do the twentieth century.”
“Agreed,” Dawn said.
“Then I'll research the nineteenth century,” Mack said. He lowered his voice. “Something had to happen in the Civil War.”
“Then I'll do the eighteenth after the town was founded,” Dawn added.
“Cool,” Mack said.
“So, we both have an idea?” Brittany asked.
“The basis of one,” Dawn said.
“We still don't know what part of Lawndale’s history to dramatise,” Mack added.
“A good start,” Andrea said, as she glanced at what Jane was sketching.
“Tomorrow lunch for a progress report?” Jane asked.
“We need to bring Kevin in,” Andrea said.
“Yes,” Jane said.
“We'll go to the library after school,” Mack said.
“And I'll go along Dega street and look for inspiration,” Jane said.
“Is that safe?” Brittany asked.
“I'll have my brother with me,” Jane said with a shrug.
