"Only Happy When it Rains"
There’s a rumble of thunder and the rain starts pouring against the classroom glass. Two students are in detention after someone threw something across a classroom earlier in the day.
Melanie: Stop staring at me.
Chase: I’m not staring at you, I’m staring past you out the window. You’re not that cute.
Melanie: Whatever. I’m only in here because of you.
Chase: (rolls eyes) You’re in here every other week! It’s not my fault you threw the pencil across the room.
Melanie: You asked for one! No, you wouldn’t shut up about forgetting yours.
Chase: What’s your problem anyway?
Melanie: “I’m only happy when it rains.”
Chase: It’s stuff like that. People think you’re weird.
Melanie: So? Do I seem like the type of girl that cares?
Chase: You’re like really smart and interesting. You don’t have to pretend to be weird.
Melanie: I’m not pretending. I’m not anything. I’m being me. Being me means that “I feel good when things are goin’ wrong” and I don’t want people to deal with me or more, for me to deal with people.
Chase: What do you want to do?
Melanie: “...listen to sad, sad songs,” write, and pretend that no one exists. Is this conversation over yet?
Chase: You’re cooler than you think.
Melanie: Coming from the future prom king and debate club president, I’ll take my chances on the time I have left over here.
Chase: I’m waiting to get to college too. That’s it. Plain and simple. I agree with you that people here suck. College is supposed to be a million times better than this.
Melanie becomes super dramatic in order to stop the conversation. She doesn’t understand Chase’s motives or why he keeps talking when they shouldn’t be.
Melanie: Look, “I only smile in the dark” and “my only comfort is the night gone black.”
Chase: I’m glad to be learning about you.
Melanie: “I didn't accidentally tell you that.” I’m trying to stop you from talking to me. We’re supposed to be serving our 45-minute sentence silently. You can stare out of the window or whatever it is you want to do for another 20 minutes.
Chase: No one’s here. We could leave and no one would either know or care. You’re interesting. I don’t get why you don’t want to talk to me too.
Melanie: What don’t you understand? “You’ll get the message by the time I’m through.”
Chase: How are you going to do that?
Melanie: I’m going to be a snitch and “complain about me and you” in the same room. Next time we get detention together I’ll make sure we’re separate.
Chase: Who does that?
Melanie: Me. The girl that’s “only happy when it rains.”
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