MISS PERKY'S OFFICE
Harry sits before Miss Perky, eating his Thai food.
MISS PERKY: (looking at chart) I don't understand, Harry. You haven't done anything moronic act this week. Are you not feeling well?
HARRY: Touch of the flu.
MISS PERKY: I'm at a loss, then. What should we talk about? Your year of absence?
He smiles his charming smile.
HARRY: How 'bout your sex life?
She tolerates his comment with her withering glance.
MISS PERKY: Why don't we discuss your driving need to be a hemorrhoid?
HARRY: What's to discuss?
MISS PERKY: You weren't abused, you aren't stupid, and as far as I can tell, you're only slightly psychotic -- so why is it that you're such a fuck-up?
HARRY: Well, you know -- there's the prestige of the job title... and the benefits package is pretty good...
The bell RINGS.
MISS PERKY: Fine. Go do something repugnant and give us something to talk about next week.
TUTORING ROOM
Several pairs of tutors and students sit at the various desks.
ZAYN: C'esc ma tete. This is my head.
LIAM: Right. See? You're ready for the quiz.
ZAYN: I don't want to know how to say that though. I want to know useful things. Like where the good stores are. How much does champagne cost? Stuff like Chat. I have never in my life had to point out my head to someone.
LIAM: That's because it's such a nice one.
ZAYN: Forget French.
He shuts his book and puts on a seductive smile.
ZAYN: (continuing) How is our little Find the Wench A Date plan progressing?
LIAM: Well, there's someone I think might be --
Zayn's eyes light up
ZAYN: Show me.
HALLWAY
Liam and Zayn lean against the wall -inconspicuously.
Zayn plays it cool.
ZAYN: Give me a sign when he walks by. And don't point.
The bell RINGS. Kids flood past. Then Patrick saunters by with Scurvy. Liam nudges Zayn.
LIAM: There.
ZAYN: Where?
Out of desperation, Liam awkwardly lunges across Harry's path. Harry shoves him back against the wall without a thought. Liam lands in a THUD at Zayn's feet.
LIAM: I guess he didn't see me (calling after Harry) Some other time --
Zayn watches Harry, a wicked gleam in his eye.
ZAYN: My God, he's repulsive. He's so perfect!
GYM CLASS
Several volleyball games are being played. Stan and a member of his hulking entourage, approach Harry, who still manages to look cool, even in gym clothes. They pull him aside roughly.
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10 Things I Hate About Harry |l.s.|
Fanfiction<Completed> A high-school boy, Liam, cannot date Zayn until his anti-social older brother, Louis, has a boyfriend. So, Liam pays a mysterious boy, Harry, to charm Louis. Adapted from William Shakespeare's play "The Taming of the Shrew".
