I Finished My Play!

I finished my play for English! Hooray! It took me forever. I didn't like writing it. Ick. Here's the first scene:
Scene I
(The curtain rises, we see an empty classroom. Desks are scattered in groups of four; half of the chairs are pushed in. A pile of sweatshirts, hats and notebooks lies neglected in the corner. The walls are mostly covered in collages and essays with a few drawings by students. Maddie and Alicia enter, talking to each other. Alicia tosses her long ginger hair over her shoulder and leans her head down to hear what Maddie is saying; Alicia is much taller than Maddie. Maddie’s own dark hair is in a ponytail. The two drop their backpacks on two desks facing each other. Still chatting, they begin to move desks so that there is one big group of eight desks in the center of the classroom.)

Alicia: I’m sorry. Is orchestra really that bad?

Maddie: Yes! It’s like… (groans loudly and dramatically)

Alicia: You should have been in band with me, it’s loads of fun. (Maddie groans again)

(Kenzie, Katelyn and Courtney enter. Kenzie waves her arms wildly, facing the other two. Kenzie is medium height with light brown hair; Katelyn is short with dark hair and Courtney towers over both of them and has blonde hair. Kenzie, upon realizing that she is in the classroom, jumps to the center of the room and stretches her arms out.)

Kenzie: You guys will never believe what happened in French class today!

Alicia: (leaps over to her) Oh!

Kenzie: So today’s quote of the day is “Let’s all shave our beards now!”

(Alicia giggles)

Courtney: Uh, Kenz, do we even want to know?

Kenzie: No, I don’t think so.

(Laura bursts in, runs to a desk, sets her stuff down and runs to Katelyn.)

Laura: Katelyn, Andrew is wearing pants!

Katelyn: No way! Like, jeans pants or what?

Laura: Actual jeans!
(Everyone else stares at them, confused except for Courtney, who knows what is going on but is thoroughly unimpressed.)

Katelyn: Ah!

Alicia: (disapprovingly) You stalkers.

Laura: (defensively) What’s wrong with stalking them?

Courtney: It’s bad. You shouldn’t stalk them.

Kenzie: It’s a violation of their rights!

(A bell rings and all the girls run for their seats. Everyone pretends to write furiously. A couple girls look around nervously. A boy enters the classroom, everyone except Laura looks at him with disgust.)

Boy: Hi, I’m Andrew Sims. I’ve been transferred into this class, but today I have something with my homeroom. Um, is this our entire study hall? (The girls shake their heads, still looking hostile)

Courtney: No. All three other guys are doing something for their homeroom.

Andrew: So all girls today? That’s pretty cool I guess. Anyway, Ms. Johnson- she’s the teacher here, right? - has to do something with the newspaper, so she told me to tell you to use this time to work on your essays. So, um, yeah. (The girls glare at him) Okay, bye. (He exits)

Laura: (squeals) That was Andrew! Oh my gosh guys, isn’t he, like, amazing? Oh, he’s in a band, he plays the guitar!

Alicia: That’s who you’ve been stalking?! He’s second class! He’s an idiot!

Kenzie: Um, yeah. Need I remind you that as first class kids with smart parents with a ton of money, we only associate with other first class kids with smart parents with a ton of money?

Courtney: I can’t believe you like him, Laura.

Maddie: He’s weird. Definitely not good enough for you. Not good enough for any of us.

Laura: Aw, guys, he’s fine. He’s so nice.

Katelyn: Well, maybe, but you still shouldn’t stalk him.

Laura: You guys just don’t get him. (She shakes her head and bends over her writing. All the other girls follow her lead and the conversation ends.)

Kenzie: How do you spell thoroughly?

Maddie: T-H-O-R-O-U-G-H-L-Y.

Kenzie: Thanks.

Maddie: Why?

Kenzie: Because I am thoroughly sick of the boys from our social class. They’re all nerdy, arrogant jerks with no sense of fun.
Maddie, Alicia and Courtney: Agreed.