Notes

Part 2
By Camille Twitchell and ONLY Camille Twitchell

(The bully's name is Brian by the way.)

Bully's friend: I heard that Brian told you a joke and you took it way too seriously. What a loser.
Kid: Gee, I've always wondered who was in charge of deciding who is, and who isn't a loser.
Bully's friend: Ah. I see what he meant. You really are a smart-aleck.
Kid: I wouldn't be such a smart-aleck if you wouldn't give me so much to work with!
Bully's friend: I didn't say anything! In everyone else's opinion, you're just the weirdest thing!
Kid: Opinions are like feet. Everyone has a couple and they usually stink.
(Another guy walks up)
Bully's friend's friend: Yo kid. Stop being a smart-aleck.
Kid: Nope. I would rather be a smart-aleck than a dumb-aleck.
Bully's friend's friend: You know, I don't want to be in this drama.
Kid: OK. Leave then. Oh wait, are you too tall to fit through the door? Like your friend?
Bully's friend's friend: I'm not tall, you're short!
Kid: One: All the best things come in small packages. Two: You are tall. Three: I'm glad you're tall. It gives me more of you to dislike.
Bully's friend's friend: I'm done. Bye
(He leaves.)
Bully's friend: You're so mean! Do you see what you did?
Kid: I have eyes. Do you? Because when you just ran into the wall a few minutes ago, it didn't look like it.
Bully's friend: Again! Just stop!
Kid: Do you have attention problems? 'Cause it looks like you can't even answer my questions.
Bully's friend: That's it.
(Bully's friend leaves)
(Brian comes)
Brian: LIL' PUNK WHAT IN THE WORLD
Kid: Lil' Punk? is that the best you can do?
Brian: Ok, let's see you try to do better.
Kid: Sure! You are that cold bowl of soup that is made for someone, but no one ever eats it, then it sits there forever in loneliness and sadness. It tries to bring people down so it can be happier, but to other people, it is still that disgusting, ugly, stinky bowl of soup.
Brian: You are an old fart.
Kid: You are the itchy sweater that your mom buys you and you hate, but have to deal with it or else you might get in trouble.
Brian: You are a pile of poop.
Kid: You are the squeaky styrofoam that is sitting in the back of the car, and whenever you go somewhere, it goes *SQUEEEEEEAK*. It tries to stop you from going with its annoyingness, but it never does.
Brian: You are so nerdy!
Kid: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.
Brian: Me... Working for you? HA never ever going to happen. You'll be the manager of a Burger King at the most.
Kid: You know, Burger King managers make $37,017.
Brian: I hate you.
Kid: That's okay. Not everyone has good taste.
(Bully walks away)
Bully: I still hate you!
Kid: A hater's opinion is like an expired coupon. It isn't worth much!
Bully: Bye Lil' Punk.
Kid: Bye Humongous Punk.