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30. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right


Saturday, September 30th, 8:00pm
Edward and Bella


Edward: I’m so glad you agreed to come out with me.

Bella: (shrugs) You sounded so normal enough on the phone. (mumbles) And I had nothing better to do.

Edward: What?

Bella: Nothing. So where are we going again?

Edward: A special place downtown.

Bella: What’s so special about it?

Edward: (smiles) You’ll see.

Bella: (stares at him) You’re going to take those fake fangs out though, right?

Edward: What fake fangs?

Bella: (sighs) Whatever.

Bella opens her purse and takes a compact out.

Edward: (snatches it out of her hand) This doesn’t have a mirror in it, does it?

Bella: (glares at him) Yeah, why?

Edward: Don’t open it. (he sniffs) Is that garlic I smell on your breath?

Bella: (gasps) How dare you?

Edward: How dare YOU!?

Bella: (stands and grabs her compact) That’s it, I’m leaving.

Edward: Wait! You can’t!

Bella: And for God’s sake, wipe the sparkle off your face. You look like you belong in a disco.

Bella walks down the aisle toward the door. Edward gets up to follow her.

Edward: That’s where I was taking you! A disco!

Bella: (turns) Discos have mirror balls, freak!

Edward stands in the aisle, confused, as Bella gets off the bus.


Next stop: Sunday, October 1st, 9:00am

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Author: Linda G. Hill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

6 thoughts on “30. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

  1. Ahahaha! 🙂


  2. I just love it so much — they’re like fanfic gone awry! Such great wit.


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