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KID really performing for the camera. Gail, annoyed, turns

and shoots the kid.

GAIL (CONT'D)

Correction, two teens dead.

Next reporter, straight laced WHITE MALE.

WHITE MALE REPORTER

Police are searching for clues.

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL ' CURB SIDE ' DAY

Then a BLACK MALE REPORTER, barely outside of his van,

hurriedly gives his report.

BLACK MALE REPORTER

Reporting live for Black TV. White folks

are dead, and we are about to get the

hell out of here! Let's roll, Jack.

His crew jumps in the van and they burn out.

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL ' FRONT WALKWAY ' DAY

BRANDY:

Do you believe this?

CINDY:

What happened?

BUFFY:

Didn't you hear? Drew Decker got killed

last night.

CINDY:

(disturbed)

What? Oh my God! She sits next to me in

English class.

BRANDY:

Was she a friend?

CINDY:

No, I was gonna cheat off her test

today. Now I'm like f***ed! Do

they know who did it?

BRANDY:

Clueless.

BUFFY:

They showed a picture of her body on

the news. It was pretty scary.

CINDY:

All the blood?

BUFFY:

No, she was wearing a Gucci sweater

and Payless shoes! That's such a

fashion disaster! Do you think the

press is going to interview us?

BRANDY:

No way. The press only want to interview

the most ignorant person they can find.

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL ' DAY

The media is surrounding a young black teen sporting a short

black afro with a pick

sticking out, a hemp emblemed t-shirt and a roach clip on a

chain around his neck. He

smiles, revealing a gold cap on a rotting tooth. His name

is SHORTY.

REPORTER:

Can we have a word with you?

SHORTY:

Oh sh*t, I'm on TV. I wanna give a

shout out to Shane and dem! Peace to my

peeps, much love to the east and west,

Tasha, wake up, the baby's daddy is a

staraah!!

REPORTER:

What can you tell us about Drew Decker?

SHORTY:

She got a fat ass, kid! Ya know what I

mean?

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL ' DAY

Shorty stands smoking a fat joint, looking up at two

billboard ads. One reads, "Just Say

No." The other, a Nike ad that reads, "Just Do It." He

looks back and forth between the

two. Heavily contemplating both messages. Finally, he

looks down at his own tennis

shoes. Then back up to the Nike ad.

SHORTY:

Yo, son, I'm with you. Just do that

sh*t.

He takes a long drag off his joint and exits.

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL ' DAY

Shorty and his HOMIES kick it up on the school lawn.

Getting high and tripping off

Drew's death.

SHORTY:

Yo, son, that's f***ed up that Drew

got killed.

HOMIE #1

Word.

SHORTY:

I didn't even get to f*** her.

HOMIE #2

True dat. True dat.

SHORTY:

I'm just glad that it wasn't one of us.

HOMIE #1

Word?

SHORTY:

Yo, son, don't you know? A brotha'

never lasts long in these types of

situations.

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