lunch n' learn

Alexa: Yes

A guy?

Ashley: Our exam is today.

Crap, I totally forgot about that.

Alexa: No.

Do they go to DA?

Ashley: Olivia, what class did you just have?

I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.

Conor: No, we have a different math than Ashley.

I mean I have an English final due today?

Alexa: No. A worm. But not any worm. A tape worm.

In the flesh? What'd you say?

Ashley: When does lunch end?

It's at 12:20, right?

Conor: No, Alexa, stop making World War II jokes.

It's okay Alexa, I like them.

Conor: Actually...I have a 4.0 to maintain. Never mind.

Let's all look through our notebooks and planners to see what class this is for.

Ashley: I don't know...I just know it's right after lunch.

Okay. I'll grab my books. (Reaches in book bag, grabs a clipboard full of blank notebook paper.) We can just start taking notes, right?

Alexa: Notes on what, though?

On the exam.

Alexa: D Day!

STOP!

Ashley: Uh, what's today's date?

Sixteenth.

Conor: Maybe she snapped.

Sometimes it be like that.

Alexa: Do you think I can start a fly fighting group?

Um, yes. I mean, the only problem would be getting a teacher to support it, like that's always the issue with clubs...but the students would love it...

Conor: Y'all are really testing me right now.

What is it on?

Alexa: What?

What'd you say to Lennon?

Alexa: Ugh.

Whatever.

Alexa: I saw God the other day.

Who, Tye?

Alexa: (sitting at lunch table, scrolling through her phone, looking clearly upset)

(enters, sighs)

Ashley: NO! (Slams backpack on desk and writhes in emotion.)

(Clutches onto book bag, sighs, places hand on head.) What class would we normally have after this?

Alexa: I asked him if he was a fluid giver or receiver and he said he was an introvert.

(Laughs for a moment.)

Ashley: I don't need a fork anymore.

(Through gritted teeth.) We need to figure this out!