1. INT.
COSTA COFFEE – AFTERNOON. BLACKBURN, ENGLAND.
GRACE: A 17 year old college student
who is a victim of bullying. She has long, wavy hazelnut brown hair and pale
skin. She is of an average build and wears thick rimmed black glasses. She is
sat across from her best friend JAMES who is also 17 and attends the same
college.
GRACE:
She’s
awesome.
GRACE places her phone on the table
and reluctantly smiles at JAMES.
A look of frustration stretches
along JAMES’ face.
JAMES:
You
talking to her again?
You
have absolutely no idea
who
she is, that’s if she even
is
a she.
GRACE:
Why do
you get so angry about
this?
She’s the only person who understands
me. Listens to me.
JAMES:
(sighs,
sarcastically.)
So I
don’t listen to you do I? Its dangerous speaking to
someone
online, anything could happen. Even you must see
that.
GRACE stands up, swinging her
rucksack over her shoulders and snatches her phone off the table.
GRACE:
I’m
sick of you getting involved!
(She lowers her voice)
You
don’t know me like she does,
you
don’t know what it’s like for
me
to come here – everyday. It’s a
living
hell and I’m sick of it.
JAMES glances at the floor, taking
into consideration how bad the bullying is.
CONT’D GRACE
Its alright for you. You’ve never
had to put up with the things I have.
JAMES:
I know you’re having a hard time...
(He pauses)
But I
don’t like the sound of this
person.
MissAnonymous13? That sounds
freaky
enough already! You could be
speaking
to anyone. Could be LEONIE for all
we know.
GRACE moves towards the table and
slowly sits down beside JAMES. She stares at him for a couple of seconds,
gathering her thoughts.
GRACE:
You’re
jealous, aren’t you?
C’mon
admit it.
JAMES:
Jealous?!
He becomes quickly frustrated and defensive
and his tone becomes louder.
CONT’D JAMES:
Jealous
of you speaking to some
creep
online?
He mocks her by pretending to type
on a keyboard.
CONT’D JAMES
If
I’m really being honest it’s
not like
you’ve got many friends to choose
from anyway, you said it
yourself!
I’m doing you a favour!
GRACE:
Excuse
me?
GRACE stands up quickly, feeling
hurt and attacked.
JAMES:
Being
friends with you is a nightmare.
All
you ever do is lock yourself away
its
no wonder you’re so disliked. I’m forced
to listen to all your pathetic problems
and you never listen to mine. I’m
sick of defending you all the...
GRACE interrupts but JAMES continues.
CONT’D
JAMES:
You
may as well leave now.
Run
back to your stupid
Youtube
Videos and your
Weirdo
friend!
GRACE:
I
can’t believe you.
GRACE storms off; a pained
expression stretches across her face as her cheeks become blushed and hot. She
exits the coffee shop and heads towards the bus stop leaving JAMES sat alone.
She reaches home and rushes to her room. She logs onto her laptop and receives a
message from MissAnonymous13.
2. EXT.
DARK STREET. BLACKBURN, ENGLAND.
The scene switches to JAMES walking
home, he has shrugged shoulders and a phone tightly grasped in his hands. His
earphones are dangling as his listens to music to blur out reality. The camera
is using a close up shot to display this characters emotion. A couple of
streets from home JAMES passes a young girl who smiles: he quickly glances down
and blinks quickly feeling uncomfortable and insecure.
3. INT.
GRACES BEDROOM. BLACKBURN, ENGLAND.
GRACE and MissAnonymous chat online.
GRACE is using the username PrettyYoung97. We focus on the screen and her
fingers typing.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
Hey
girl. What’s up?
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Hey! God
am I glad to be speaking
to
you. I’ve had the day from hell and
my so called ‘bestfriend’ has been
vile.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
Who?
That looser JAMES? I’ve told you
he
isn’t the friend you think he is.
You
should just block him.
GRACE is oblivious to
MissAnonymous13’s scheming and agrees.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Yeah!
He’s jealous because I’ve found
someone
who I can relate to other than him!
He was sooo cruel to me and some of the stuff he said – well, I’ve never seen
him like that.
MISSANONMOUS13:
Urgh.
He makes me sick. How can he make
you
feel like that? He enjoys making
you feel
like you can’t have other
friends,
he wants to control you and
that’s
not right. I’ll never do that
to you. Anyway,
enough of him!
How are
you really?
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Not
too good at the moment.
LEONIE
is still making my life
hell
and I don’t know how long I
can cope
with it. My family doesn’t wanna
know, my teachers don’t
wanna know and now JAMES doesn’t
wanna
know.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
Well
I want to know you. Hey, I’ve
just
had the best idea hahaha.
GRACE relaxes in her chair, her eyes
soaked into the comfort of the computer screen. She feels happy and
comfortable.
CONT’D
MISSANONYMOUS13:
You
have to take control and stop
people
from walking over you. You like
YouTube
right?
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Yeah,
guess so.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
Well, do you remember last week? We
spoke for hours about our dreams -
you said yours was to be a number one
internet sensation, yeah? PRANK VS.
PRANK. Have you any idea how many subscribers they have? You could do it!
You could become famous then you’d be the one laughing at LEONIE.
GRACE freezes as she puzzles to
understand how MissAnonymous13 knows this information. She has not told her
internet friend about her dream of a career on the internet but nevertheless
continues as normal as this may have been easy to guess.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
I
could do pranks? No way. I wouldn’t know
where to start and I’m not funny,
not to mention creative. What would
I do anyway? Put some gum on her
seat? Lame.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
No looser. That’s armature. I mean
something insane. Something wicked.
Be smart. Do something they won’t
expect. Something no one will expect.
PRETTYOUNG97:
OK, well go on.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
How about if you was to find out
where they lived? Not hard.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
And if I did, then what?
MISSANONYMOUS13:
You need to go when it’s dark. Really
dark. Take photographs of her house
and when she’s walking home. Tell her
you’re coming for her.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Are you crazy?! She’d kill me. She’d
come
into college the next day and
everything
would be made worse. I
can’t do that to her: she frightens me.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
No, silly. How is she supposed to
know it’s you? You create a fake
profile and message her on that. Look
at you now, you’re talking to me and
either of us can be whoever we want.
When we talk we have a blank slate:
you don’t know who I am and I don’t
know who you are. That’s the beauty
of it.
GRACE smiles and agrees with
MissAnonymous13 but also considers the dangers and risks of messing with LEONIE.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Hmm, I’m not sure. You have a
good point. I guess, well... I guess
I’m
just a little scared.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
C’mon, its a great idea. You have too. If you don’t take
control now it will be too
late and get worse, you don’t
want that do you? You don’t want them to hurt other people the same way they hurt you, do you? What about your little sister? For all we know she could be next. You have to do something girl.
4. EXT.
MORNING - ST PAULS COLLEGE. BLACKBURN, ENGLAND.
It is early morning and the clouds
that loom above are grey and eerie. GRACE heads towards the college doors to
receive a smirk off LEONIE who is stood with a group of friends discussing
their weekend plans.
LEONIE has shoulder length, glossy
blonde hair and tanned skin. She has a slim build and is wearing a navy skater
skirt with flat black shoes. Her face is thin and heavily coated with makeup.
LEONIE:
What
you lookin’ at?
Laughter erupts from the surrounding
girls and GRACE looks at the ground and attempts to scurry away.
FRIEND 1:
Hey, she’s talkin’ to you. Where do
you think you’re going?
FRIEND 1 grabs GRACE by the arm and pushes
her so that she is trapped between the wall and the group of bullies.
GRACE:
Ouch! Please...get off me, I wasn’t
lookin’ at nothin’. Let me go I’m
gonna be late.
GRACE shrugs herself free from the
grip of LEONIE and attempts to move past. Her heart is pounding and her eyes
begin to fill with tears.
FRIEND
2:
Oh
shut up you silly girl! Were only
messin’ with ya’. What you crying
for?
JAMES:
Hey!
What you doing?! Get off her
now.
JAMES approaches the group of girls
and allows GRACE to scurry off. GRACE gives him a look of appreciation.
GRACE:
(Mouthing)
Thankyou.
JAMES turns away and a look of
disgust is painted across his face. He exits
5. INT.
GRACES HOUSE - KITCHEN – LATE AFTERNOON. BLACKBURN, ENGLAND.
GRACE’s mother, JANET, and father, KEVIN,
are stood in the kitchen while JANET is preparing dinner. KEVIN approaches JANET
and puts his arm around her shoulder.
KEVIN:
I’m
worried about GRACE y’know.
This
is the third time her tutor
has
rang me in the past month.
She
keeps turning up late and when
she
is there she can’t focus…
JANET:
I
know darling, but there all the
same. Girls that age are feelin’ all
over the place. She just needs some
time to herself.
KEVIN:
That’s
just it though – she is never
out of her room. She comes home from
college and goes straight up there,
sometimes she doesn’t even say Hi.
JANET faces KEVIN and directs him a
comforting smile to reassure him.
JANET:
It’s
not as bad as that.
KEVIN:
(He sighs)
Her
grades have dropped so much
since
she started college, you can’t
tell me there’s nothing wrong with
that. Maybe she’s got a boyfriend
or somethin’.
GRACE opens the front door and
enters the house but her parents are oblivious to her entry. She can hear them
discussing about her and decides to edge towards the door and listen.
CONT’D KEVIN:
Look
I’m sick of it. We have two
other
children and she just seems to
be the odd one out. She’s needlessly
moody, failing at college and she
seems to enjoy making our life difficult by hiding away and playin’
on that stupid laptop. I’m gonna
take it off her until her grades improve.
JANET:
Don’t you think you’re being a
little
hasty… Confiscating her laptop
isn’t gonna solve anyt-…
KEVIN interrupts.
KEVIN:
No,
she’s a failure and I can’t just
stand
back and do nothing. What about
Matthew?
He’s so intelligent, I can’t
believe that they are related.
GRACE storms into the kitchen,
feeling furious and betrayed her cheeks are blemished. KEVIN and JANET turn
around surprised and speculate whether GRACE has heard their conversation.
JANET:
Hey,
darling. I didn’t hear you…
GRACE:
Is
that what you really think? Wow thanks
dad. If that’s how you feel then
I’m leaving right now, I…
KEVIN:
Don’t
be stupid, I didn’t mean…I was
just
saying that... erm...
GRACE:
I know exactly what you was saying,
I just can’t believe...
Her eyes begin fill with tears as
she turns away and hurries upstairs. She reaches her bedroom and pulls a drawer
of clothes out and takes a handful then throws them onto her bed. She sobs and
glances at her phone screen. She takes out her laptop from under her bed and
messages MissAnonymous13.
6. INT.
GRACES BEDROOM – LATE AFTERNOON. BLACKBURN, ENGLAND.
GRACE and MISSANONYMOUS13 are typing.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Hey!
You won’t believe what just happened.
I came home to hear my
parents
slagging me off, calling me
a
failure! My dad said he’s going to take
my laptop off me.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
God
that’s awful. Your own parents?
Anyway,
did you set up that fake
account
like I told you? I’m so excited,
this
is gonna’ be such a great plan.
GRACE sulks into her chair feeling
ignored.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Well,
no. Not exactly. LEONIE shoved
me
up against a wall today, she said I
was
starin’ at her when I wasn’t. But, you
know what? JAMES came over, he told them
to get off me! He’s never done that
before, stuck up for me like that!
I really hope me and him sort things
out soon.
MISSANONYMOUS13:
You
can’t keep putting it off, OK?
Do
it tonight, do it now? Set up the
account.
I’ve already told you, JAMES
is a
pathetic loser, he’s jealous and controlling
and you can’t see that
because
of how blind you are! Get a grip girl
and get rid while you still can.
GRACE feels hurt that her online
friend is being spiteful towards her friend JAMES. She feels uncomfortable
defending him as she knows that MissAnonymous13 is her only friend and someone
that she cannot afford to lose.
PRETTYYOUNG97:
Ok,
I’ll do it now. Speak to
you
later.
GRACE closes the chat and creates a
new account. She uses the username ‘RightBehindYou_.’ Feeling agitated, hurt
and wanting revenge she searches LEONIE and messages her.
Typing.
RIGHTBEHINDYOU:
I
know who you are and I know
what
you did.
Seconds after sending the message GRACE
slams her laptop shut to hear her mother edging up the stairs and knocking on
her door before opening it at a small angle. GRACE, aware that her mother is
there, ignores her appearance and stares at the end of her bed.
JANET:
How
you feeling darling? About before,
Dad didn’t mean what he said.
He just cares a lot and he doesn’t
want you falling behind…
That’s
all.
GRACE shrugs – her eyes still
focused on the direction at the end of the bed.
CONT’D JANET:
I
can’t help if you don’t talk
to
me, dear.
JANET walks slowly towards GRACE and
perches on the end of the bed. She directs GRACE a soothing look and exhales
deeply.
GRACE:
It’s
not like you’ve ever helped
me
before! I’m sick of being treated like second best. Just get
out of my room mum.
JANET looks surprised but more hurt
that her daughter has spoken to her in this way. She attempts again to comfort GRACE
by placing her hand on her shoulder.
CONT’D GRACE:
I told you! Get off and get out
my room! I don’t wanna’ ever talk
to you or dad again. I have all
the people I need and you’re
not one of them.