[Y/N POV]
"Alright, comments are allowed and I promise not to screech too much." (Y/N) joked as the rest gestured them to play the animatic.
VERONICA:
[Spoken] September 1st, 1989. Dear Diary: I believe I'm a good person. Ya know, I think there's good in everyone, but here we are first day of senior year. I look around at all these kids I've known all my life and I ask myself: What happened?
"Seriously? You actually are worried about that? It's not that big of a deal.." Heather Duke raised a brow as Kurt shushed her.
KIDS:
Freak! Slut! Burnout! Bug-Eyes! Poser! Lard-ass!
VERONICA:
We were so tiny, happy and shiny,
playing tag and getting chased.
KIDS:
Freak! Slut! Loser! Shortbus!
"Wow. It's not that damn bad jeez..can I not be insulted this much?" Veronica sighed
VERONICA:
Singing and clapping,
laughing and napping,
baking cookies, eating paste.
KIDS:
Bull-dyke! Stuck-up! Hunchback!
"Oh come on! No one gets insulted this much! This is dramatic." Veronica huffed as JD raised a brow "Obviously. It's a play."
VERONICA:
Then we got bigger.
That was the trigger,
Like the Huns invading Rome -
[Spoken] Sorry!
Welcome to my school,
This ain't no high school:
This is the Thunderdome.
Hold your breath
and count the days,
we're graduating soon.
KIDS:
White trash!
VERONICA:
College will be paradise
If I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful.
I pray, I pray for a better way.
If we changed back then,
we could change again.
We can be beautiful...
(A PREPPY STUD knocks a HIPSTER DORK to the floor.)
HIPSTER DORK:
[Spoken.] Ow!
VERONICA:
Just not today.
[Spoken.] Hey, are you okay?
HIPSTER DORK:
Get away, nerd.
KIDS:
Freak! Slut! Cripple! Homo! Homo! Homo!
"I thought we were done with this.." Heather McNamara muttered
VERONICA:
Things will get better
soon as my letter
comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown.
Wake from this coma,
take my diploma,
then I can blow this town.
Dream of my ivy-covered walls
and smoky French cafes...
(VERONICA jostles RAM SWEENEY.)
RAM:
[Spoken.] Watch it!
VERONICA:
Fight the urge to strike a match
and send this dump ablaze!
(RAM upends VERONICA'S lunch tray.)
RAM:
Ooooops.
VERONICA:
[Spoken.] Ram Sweeney. Third year as linebacker. And eighth year of smacking lunch trays and BEING A HUGE DICK.
RAM:
What did you say to me skank?
Veronica shot Ram a glare, to which he simply just shrugged "I didn't say it the actor did." "You do realize this all actually happens, right Ram?" (Y/N) smirked.
VERONICA:
... Nothing.
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