part 1.5 (technically takes place between the first two i posted cause my ass has NOT been writing)
The planet Earth, five months before the Chicago incident. Sixteen year old Zack Thompson speaks with his friend during the last minutes of the schoolday.
DAVID: No, don’t tell me… She said no? She threw up, didn’t she?!
ZACK (putting a book in his backpack): She said yes, man.
DAVID (hugging Zack so hard he lifted him off the ground): I’m so happy for you, man!
ZACK: I’m just walking her home, we’re not getting married. Also, put me down?
David let go of Zack the moment he got conscious
DAVID: Sorry. I’m just so happy for you, man.
ZACK (straightening his jacket): Yeah, I know. See ya, man.
The two parted ways. Zack walked to the school parking, seeing the girl he spoke of moments ago.
ZACK: Hey, Rebbeca! Ready to head out?
REBBECA: Oh, hi Zack. Sorry, but I won't be going home with you.
REBBECA: Yeah, Brad asked to take me home, since he’s got a car and everything.
Rebbeca walks past him, holding hands with a blonde jock as Zack stands there, saddened.
Zack sighs as he begins to walk away alone.