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SATURDAY, 19TH OCTOBER, 13:30
EXT. FOOTBALL PITCH, NEXT TO THE PARK
“Highway To Hell” by AC/DC plays over a football game already in motion. JAKE stands in the net, paying close attention as the rest of the team run past in slow motion. He pays a bit more attention to their bodies than he does to the actual game - already bored of it.
BRYAN kicks the ball to CHRIS, who starts to run towards JAKE, who, as we return to normal speed, stands up straighter, getting ready. CHRIS passes the ball to TAI, who kicks it hard at JAKE, who tries to save the ball by sticking his arm out to block it, but the ball just hits his arm and bounces back into the net, JAKE groaning and grabbing his arm as people run over to him.
TAI
Fuck, sorry! Take a time out, guys!
BRYAN
We’ll give him a hand, Thailand.
TAI
I’m literally Filipino.
BRYAN
Just a joke, mate.
TAI
Yeah, just like your football career.
RORY helps JAKE off of the field, as BRYAN jogs after them, angry. They stand on the side, the guys on the field grouping in the centre.
BRYAN
He’s such a dick.
JAKE
Isn’t that kind of bad to say? You know, ‘cause he’s…
BRYAN
Trans people can be dicks. Jesus, Jacob, you’re such a fucking transphobe.
RORY
Okay, I don’t like this conversation, so I’m just gonna say: I’m pretty sure Lisa McGinty was about to hook up with me last night.
BRYAN
In your dreams!
RORY
Seriously! She was looking at me and talking to me--
JAKE
Wow, no girl’s ever done that before!
RORY
Fuck off! I know she likes me.
BRYAN
And Jakey, I saw you with a certain someone last night…
JAKE
Shut up.
BRYAN
Is she your girlfriend now or what?
JAKE
Yeah, I guess.
BRYAN
Do you think you can get her to get her friend to hook up with me again? She was really hot.
JAKE
Seriously?
BRYAN
Yeah! It’ll be great, come on, she’s really good with her hands.
RORY
Go jerk off somewhere else, Bryan.
BRYAN
Fuck you.
RORY’s phone rings and he takes it out of his pocket.
RORY
One sec, I gotta take this.
He answers his phone and starts to walk away.
RORY
Nick? The fuck do you mean you lost the cocaine?
BRYAN snatches JAKE’s phone from him and runs away quickly, JAKE sighing.
JAKE
What the hell are you doing?
BRYAN types something into JAKE’s phone as JAKE sighs, not bothering to stop him. BRYAN hands JAKE his phone back, with a grin.
JAKE
“Hey baby--” I would never say baby.
BRYAN
Girls like it!
JAKE rolls his eyes and keeps reading.
JAKE
“Me and my mates are going to a party tonight, if you wanna tag along.” That seems kind of rude. And I didn’t even say I was going to that part--
BRYAN
You have to make her think you don’t want her! Then she’ll want you more.
JAKE
That makes no fucking sense.
BRYAN
Girls make no fucking sense, my man.
JAKE shrugs like “fair enough”, as BRYAN takes a drink of water.
JAKE makes sure he isn’t looking as he sends ELEANOR another text saying “You can invite Alistair if you want to. He’s pretty cool.”
He gets an almost immediate reply of “No.” followed by: “Ali doesn’t do parties. She says they make her nervous. But I’m totally good to go ;)”
He sighs, frowning as he reads it.
BRYAN [O.S.]
Did she say no?
JAKE
[non-committal] No, no, she’s coming, I was just… My mum.
BRYAN [O.S.]
Wow, I’m gonna have a heart attack from the shock.
JAKE manages to force a laugh, putting his phone back where it was, wishing he could just go home already.
GUY [O.S.]
Smythe! Love! Harsgrove! Get your arses over here!
The boys run back onto the field, JAKE getting back into the goal as everyone else goes to the middle of the field. He's alone.