Trapped in the RA Room pt. 2 of 3 ( : D )

Narrator: So the room is still

No one makes a move

Kibbs bends down- they all turn

Kibbs: I'm just tying my shoes

Jeanie: Kibbs, you're wearing sandals…

Kibbs: Jeanie, Don't start

            Don't get me too mad

            Cause when I scream

            I start to fart

(Knock, Knock)

Narrator: And then there was a knock

            They all look at each other

Then looked at the door

Still like they were rocks

Margaret: Well, Kibbs you better get it

            You should get the door

Kibbs: Margaret if you didn't have that gun

            I wouldn't do what you're asking for

Narrator: Kibbs moves quickly

            He's scared and begins to cry

            To his surprise it's Shameeka

Kibbs: GIRL WE BOUT TA DIE!!

Shammy: I heard all this noise

            Jeanie, I thought it was your boys

            I thought for a minute

But didn't think too long

            Then checked to see what was wrong

Kibbs: Jeanie she be buggin

            And Margaret's got a gun

Margaret: I'm bringing peace to this room

            All this fighting is so dumb

Kibbs: Margaret, wait one second

            Let's give this some time

            I don't even know where you even got a gun

            But I guess it's just fine

            Can you please shoot Jeanie first?

            Then we can be together

Margaret: I thought I answered that yesterday

            Mothafucka I said never.

            I think that you act stupid

            And I hate your corny jokes

            Your pick up lines are stupid too

            I don't think you have hope

Shammy: Oh shit this is crazy

            Why did I come in here?

Jeanie: You shouldn't have come in here

            Cause now you can't leave here

Shammy: But I have a paper

Jeanie: YOU CAN DO IT LATER!

Shammy: But my academics are serious

And my grades are severe

Margaret: You're grades are RIGOROUS

Jeanie: Shoulda thought of that before you came in here

Kibbs: Margaret I have something to say

Margaret: Say it or I'll shoot you in the face

            I’ll give you to the count of four

            Then I won't ask no more

            One-

Kibbs: Margaret WAIT!

Margaret: Two-

Kibbs: Please don't shoot!!

Margaret: Three

Narrator: Shameeka SCREAMS

Shammy: Oh, shit this is just too crazy!

Kibbs: MARGARET, I'M HAVING YOUR BABY!!!

To be continued ...

- K.S. Fort

From, "Everything : Creative Chaos"

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