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"How to Love" šŸ…“

"How to Love" šŸ…“

Thereā€™s a woman, Bridgette, sitting and looking really pensive against a wall. Sheā€™s in high school, 17 or 18 years old and is dressed for a prom or dance. Thereā€™s music playing in the background as sheā€™s sitting outside of the gym/cafeteria where the rest of the school is at the dance.

Bridgette: How did I let this happen, again?! Iā€™m so mad at myself. (she looks like sheā€™s on the verge of crying) This jerk, telling me Iā€™m not pretty enough to dance with? Who says that? Why butt into other peopleā€™s business? God itā€™s not fair. ā€œWhen [I] was just a younginā€™, [my] looks were so precious, but now [Iā€™m] grown upā€ and I think Iā€™m fly, but who knows. Apparently other people donā€™t. I mean I started a club, I get all Aā€™s, and Iā€™m going to an Ivy in the fall. Iā€™m awesome. Why did he have to say that crap and why did they all laugh? At me too.

Jem comes out of the gym and spots Bridgette.

Jem: Girl, I have been looking all over for you. I thought youā€™d be in the bathroom.

Bridgette: Nope. Sitting out here.

Jem: ā€œItā€™s like a blessingā€ I found you. Glad you didnā€™t leave yet. Everyone wants you to come back to the dance.

Bridgette: Why? So they can make fun of me some more.

Jem: Girl, they were laughing sure, but you should have seen your face. You ā€œcanā€™t have a man look at your for five seconds without you being insecure.ā€ You literally asked the most coveted guy in school to dance in front of the plastics equivalents.

Bridgette: And I got laughed at out of the gym.

Jem: Itā€™s bigger than the dance. ā€œYou never credit yourself!ā€ He was about to answer you, but you ran out and ā€œnow youā€™re sitting here in this damn corner.ā€

Bridgette: Iā€™ve liked him since we were in 2nd grade. Now all I can think about is where it went wrong. Why didnā€™t I just shut up. No guy likes me.

Bridgette keeps looking over her shoulder, expecting more people to come into the hall.

Jem: Stop ā€œlooking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder.ā€ No one is going to bother us here. Also, youā€™re not an ogre or whatever they said. You are extremely beautiful and really smart. Youā€™re going to have ā€œa lot of crooks try to steal your heartā€ in college and weā€™re going to be in some terrible relationships. What happens right this second doesnā€™t matter.

Bridgette: How can you be so sure? Iā€™ve ā€˜never really had luckā€ with guys and canā€™t ā€œfigure out how to love... ā€œ

Jem: Weā€™re young. Weā€™ve ā€œhad a lot of moments that didnā€™t last forever.ā€ Itā€™s going to be like that. Thatā€™s life. So instead of having fun and ignoring your haters, youā€™re ā€œin this corner tryā€™na put it together.ā€ Youā€™re going to an amazing school in the fall and youā€™ll never think about this place again. You are better than this.

Bridgette: Sure, that probably will happen, but what do you do when you have ā€œa lot of dreams that transform to visionsā€ with guys. Iā€™ve never been in a relationship and I donā€™t know what to do when I get it one. Iā€™m leaving to Europe in two weeks with my family. I wanted to have at least a fling.

Jem: ā€œThe fact that you [see] the worldā€ wonā€™t affect ā€œall your decisions.ā€ Youā€™re going to see some cool shit and then you come back and move halfway across the country. Who cares when you have a relationship. You canā€™t plan everything.

Bridgette: Iā€™m going to miss all the stuff at the end of the year. The parties, the goodbyes, the dinners.

Jem: Do you really care about them? It isnā€™t ā€œyour faultā€ that youā€™re missing them. Youā€™re getting a BA trip to Europe. Weā€™re all jealous really. I know it isnā€™t ā€œin your intentionsā€ to take that for granted so you have my ear when youā€™re feeling out of place. These guys and gals in this school mean nothing. Youā€™re going to meet amazing people who are more into the things you are. Like having study groups at coffee shops where no one talks to each other. (teasingly) Youā€™re so weird.

Bridgette: Iā€™m so scared is what I am.

Jem: Iā€™m one phone call away. If Iā€™m in class Iā€™ll call you after. I canā€™t coast in college can I?

Bridgette smiles and is in better spirits.

Bridgette: No you cannot. Youā€™re right. Weā€™ll get through these next few weeks and the summer. Thanks for putting up with me. Want to go back in and dance a few more songs?

Jem: Iā€™d thought youā€™d never ask.

The two women exit scene together, the lights dim and music increases.

Warning: Video may be triggering.

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