My personal script idea

Nowhere

Screenplay by

Kymberly Tran

2009

Establishing shot: Birdseye view of central London. White out.

Location: Emily’s room; morning.

Fade up on Emily’s room; it’s very tidy and organised. It’s dark; the curtains are shut, letting in only a slight purple haze across the room from the colour of the curtains.  A close up shot of the sleeping teenager, an alarm clock goes off loudly four times. Emily slams the off button and jumps immediately out of bed. She is wearing a vest top and pants. She pulls on a thin light grey cardigan, slips into some dark-wash jeans and puts on some small brown leather ankle boots. She goes to her desk and picks up a small picture frame. A beautiful woman is sitting in a wicker chair holding a child in her arms.

Emily:

Five years today mum…God I miss you.

She puts down the frame and walks out of the room; slamming the door on her way out.

We see Emily running down some stairs covered in an assortment of junk. She runs through a dark, rather bleak looking hallway leading into a messy kitchen. Two boys are sat at the breakfast bar, we hear them arguing. They start to play fight.

Emily:

Will you two knock it off! You’re two years older than me yet you still manage to have the personalities of a couple of seven year olds. Grow up!

We see Emily pick up a small piece of paper and a pen. We watch her as she writes the words “Dad, sandwich in fridge back later.” She leaves the note on the counter, and puts the pen to one side. She picks up a heavy looking cream canvas bag full of books; and flings it over her shoulder; she hastily walks to the front door.

Emily:

If you guys haven’t sorted the house out by the time I get back I swear I’m going to ring the how clean is your house people. It reeks in here.

Emily unlocks the padlock on the front door and walks out, slamming it behind her.

 Waiting for her, leaning on the old wooden gate at the front of her house are her two friends, Alex and Esther. They are talking about college work.

Alex:

…Yeah of course I did that piece, it was so easy, I mean whoever couldn’t write an essay about a protagonist pig like that guy would be a complete idiot.

Esther:

Well I wouldn’t say he’s a protagonist pig. I just think he had his own views and…Oh hey Emily, or should I say lazy. You know we’re probably going to be late now!

Emily:

You’re right sorry, let’s go.

The girls start walking down a street; it’s a dreary grey day. They pass a row of colourful houses. Quite contrasting to the weather, overhead is a clouded sky. The girls cross the road to a pavement next to a slow flowing river, trees at every other interval of where the railings are next to the river. Alex begins to wonder in and out and around each of them. Emily catches the eye of a handsome boy on the other side of the road. He starts to walk over to the girls.

Handsome boy:

(Asking Emily directly) Sorry, I don’t suppose you have the time do you?

Emily:

(Looking at her watch) Um, sure…it’s twenty-five to nine.

Handsome boy:

Thanks (he nods gratefully, smiling at Emily).

Emily:

(Smiling back) No problem.

The handsome boy crosses back over to his side of the road, glancing back at Emily to smile at her once more before continuing to walk away.

Esther:

Who was that?

Alex:

Yeah, he looks familiar. Does he go to our college Emily?

Emily:

I don’t know. But yeah you’re right he does look familiar.

They carry on walking along the river. Emily stares in the direction of where the handsome boy walked off. She smiles thoughtfully.

Location: College classroom.

We see Emily in her first class of the day, business studies. She is sat in a dim lighted classroom. We hear the teacher chatting about business ethics. Emily is sat at the back of the classroom, next to a window; she is looking outside at a leaf slowly falling to the ground from a tree. She is quietly tapping her pen in a rhythmic pattern on the desk. The bell suddenly rings and Emily rapidly gets up and walks out the class. The handsome boy from earlier is leaning against the wall in a very laid back/bored manner.

Handsome boy:

Hey (he smiles at Emily).

Emily:

Hey (she smiles back at him). I thought I knew you from somewhere.

Handsome boy:

Hmm, business eh (he sniggers)? Why bother (still smiling)?

Emily:

(Sarcastically) Well it’s better than waiting outside of a stranger’s classroom.

Handsome boy:

Who said I was waiting for you?

Emily:

(Smiling) No one.

Emily starts to walk off down the hallway. The handsome boy starts to follow behind her, copying her body language.

Emily:

What ARE you doing?

Handsome boy:

Oh, nothing (he smiles).

Emily:

Look I have to go to my next class. I’ll see you around yeah?

The handsome boy grabs a hold of her arm.

Emily:

What are you doing?

Handsome boy:

Come with me.

Emily:

What part of ‘I have a lesson to go to’ don’t you understand?

Handsome boy:

Will you just shut up and come with me?

The handsome boy takes hold of Emily’s hand. Emily looks at him and smiles. They start to wonder down the now empty corridors. They stand at the back exit door. Emily drops her bag and her hand full of books on the floor.  Still holding hands, they both turn and glance at each other smiling. The handsome boy gently kisses Emily’s forehead. A bright light is shining from the other side of the exit, shining around the outlines of their bodies, the sun in pouring through the lifeless hallways as they walk out together.

White out.