The Girl Who Lives
Under My Bed
A One Act Play by Duncan Wells
(You Are Listening To "The Girl Who Lives Under Your Bed" as performed by Jessica Crowe)
Characters
Darlene
Chris
Missus Dailey
Noonie
Set
A 13 year old girl's bedroom.
I'm The Girl Who Lives Under Your Bed
I'm here every night me and you in the dark
I know all your dreams, I know them by heart
I know what you say when you talk in your sleep
I'm the girl who lives under your bed
You told me your secrets, we played our pretend
and promised each other we'd always be friends
but then you grew up and forgot about me
I'm the girl who lives under your bed
I'm girl who lives under your bed
Scene One
Lights rise on an empty bedroom. Sounds of struggling can be heard as Noonie crawls out from beneath the bed. She picks up a stuffed green teddy bear, and fixes the bed cover. She picks up the television remote and clicks it. The television comes on. It scares her. She shuts off the remote and looks around the room. She checks out the dresser drawers, and a few knick knacks on top of the dresser. She picks up a diary and begins reading it. [Noonie speaks to the adience]
Noonie: Dear Diary…today at school, Scott offered me half of his lunch. He's really cute and I think he has a crush on me. [Well, that's stupid!]
She turns the page
Dear Diary, Scott didn't have a pencil today so I gave him an extra one that I had. When he looked at me with those big blue eyes and said thank you I almost melted. I think I have a crush on him. [Oh give me a break!]
She turns the page
Scott's got a cute smile…
She turns the page
Scott carried my books…
She turns the page
Scott gave me a Valentine's card…
She turns the page
Me and Scott spent all of our lunch time in the cafeteria together today…
She turns the page
Scott - [….hmmm! This is interesting…]
She crosses the room while reading
Dear Diary, Scott kissed me on the lips today. [Well, if that's not enough to make you sick I don't know what is.] He told me that when we got older he wanted to marry me.
She turns the page
Dear Diary, I think I'm in love…[Wow! Cool! She's in love.]
She turns the page
Dear Diary, Me and Scott went to the circus today. We held hands and went on the scrambler ten times. He spent more than twenty dollars on the ring toss game and won the cutest little green teddy bear that you ever saw. I named the teddy bear Andrew because that's Scott's second name. [Well, isn't that sweet?]
Off stage and entering are Darlene and Chris. Darlene is trying to keep Chris from entering her room. Noonie behaves as if everything is fine.
Darlene: Chris, I'm not loaning you five dollars now stop bugging me.
Chris: But I'll pay you back on Wednesday, I promise. I'm mowing Mister Jamison's lawn, front and back, and he usually pays me fifteen dollars.
Darlene sees Noonie for the first time
Noonie: Hi, how ya doin'?
Pause
Darlene: Who are you?
Chris: Come on Darlene, let me in.
Enter Chris
Darlene: And what are you doing in my room?
Chris: Oh, thanks…hey, who's she?
Darlene: I don't know. Who are you?
Noonie: I'm Noonie.
Darlene: Noonie?
Noonie: Yeah, you know, Noonie.
Darlene: Noonie?
Chris: You mean…you mean, you're
Noonie?
Darlene: Noonie?
Noonie: What are you deaf or
what? I said my name is Noonie! N-o-o-n…
Chris: You know Darlene. Noonie!
The girl who lives under your bed. Remember?
Darlene: Oh knock it off Chris.
Who are you and what are you doing in my room?
Noonie: I just told you. I'm
Noonie. Like he said. I'm the girl who lives under your bed.
Darlene: Oh you are not. And give
me that. It's mine. It's personal.
She snatches her diary from
her
Noonie: You got anything to eat?
I'm hungry.
Chris: I can get you a sandwich
or something if you want.
Darlene: Chris?
Chris: Well, she said she was
hungry.
Darlene: Look, are you gonna tell
me who you are and what you're doing in my room or am I gonna have to call my
mother?
Noonie: I already told you who I
was.
Darlene: Maw?
Noonie: Now what do you have to
go and do that for?
Darlene: Maw?
Chris: She's outside working in
the garden Darlene.
Noonie: Yeah, she's outside
working in the garden Darlene. Now stop it! All you're gonna do is cause a big
problem.
Darlene opens the window
Darlene: Maw?
Noonie: Oh for the love'a God!
Darlene: Maw, there's someone in
my room.
Noonie: Will you talk to her and
tell her to stop that?
Chris: Darlene!
Darlene: I don't know who she is.
I never saw her before in my life.
Chris: Darlene!
Darlene: Wait, I'll ask him.
Out of the window
Chris, Maw wants to know if you
know who she is.
Chris: Yeah, it's Noonie, the
girl who lives under your bed.
Darlene: Awww, idiot!
In the window
No, he has no idea who she
is….ok!
Closes the window
Maw's comin' up.
Noonie: Oh, great! Just great!
Chris: Geez, Darlene. What did
you have to go and do that for? She's just a kid.
Noonie: Yeah, Darlene, what did
you have to go and do that for? I'm just a kid.
Chris: She probably just wandered
in the door by mistake. She was probably just up here looking around. She
probably -
Darlene: She was probably up here
seeing what she could steal, that's what she was probably doing.
Noonie: Yeah, right, like you got
something worth stealin'. A stupid dairy and Andrew the green teddy bear.
Chris: Andrew? His name is
Andrew?
Darlene: How did you know his
name was - you were reading my diary. Why you little brat! What else did you
read?
Noonie: Did you know that she's
in love with Scott?
Chris: What? Scott?
Darlene: Shut up you!
Chris: Scott Davis? You're in
love with Scott the Dork Davis.
Darlene: He is not a dork!
Noonie: She even kissed him on
the lips.
Darlene: I did not.
Chris: What? You kissed Dorky
Davis on the lips?
Darlene: Stop calling him that!
And you shut up.
Noonie: They were holdin' hands
at the circus
Darlene: I said shut up!
A knock at the door. Mother
enters
Missus Dailey: Darlene what's
going on? Oh, hello dear.
Noonie: Hello.
To Darlene
Missus Dailey: Darlene, who's
your little friend?
Chris: Yeah, Darlene, why don't
you tell Maw who your little friend is.
He sits back on her bed to
watch the conversation
Darlene: Why don't you
tell her who you are?
Noonie: Hi…
Noonie hugs mom
I'm Noonie.
Missus Dailey: Oh, a hug…how
sweet! It's nice to meet you Noonie.
Darlene: Maw?
Missus Dailey: Yes dear?
Darlene: She said her name was
Noonie.
Missus Dailey: Yes, I heard her.
Noonie.
Darlene: Maw…Noonie…you know,
Noonie?
Missus Dailey: Ohhhh, yes…..Noonie.
Like the little invisible friend you used to have when you were small. The one
that lived under your bed. Isn't that nice. Well, look, I'm going to get back to
my gardening. You kids have fun.
Darlene: Maw?
Missus Dailey: Yes dear?
Darlene: She says that she's
Noonie.
Missus Dailey: Darlene, I know
dear. She just told me.
Darlene: No, I mean, she says
that she really is Noonie…the girl who lives under my bed.
Mom looks at Darlene, then
Noonie and then Chris
Chris: Hey, don't look at me. I
didn't have any invisible friends when I was a kid.
Missus Dailey: Oh stop it, the
three of you…very funny. Noonie!
Darlene: Maw, ask her where she
lives.
Missus Dailey: Ask her where she
lives? Why?
Darlene: Just go ahead…ask her
where she lives.
Missus Dailey: Noonie, where do
you live dear?
Noonie: Under the bed.
Missus Dailey: Under the bed?
To Darlene
What does she mean by that, under
the bed.
Darlene: She means that she lives
under the bed.
Missus Dailey: What bed is she
talking about?
Darlene: My bed…that bed.
Missus Dailey laughs
Missus Dailey: No, really dear,
where do you live?
Noonie: Under the bed.
Missus Dailey: Darlene where does
Noonie live?
Chris: She lives under the bed
Maw.
Missus Dailey: Ohhh, ok…I see
what you're doing now. Alright, you three…very funny…enough of your having
fun. I'll be in the garden if you need me.
Darlene: But Maw?
Noonie: Nice meeting you Missus
Dailey.
Missus Dailey: It was nice
meeting you too, Noonie. Now the three of you be good. No shenanians, ok?
She exits. Pause
Noonie: And so what did we learn
from that little exercise?
Darlene: Oh, shut up.
Chris: So, Noonie, tell us how
are things underneath Darlene's bed.
Darlene: Chris, smarten up!
Chris: All I wanna know is what
it's like living underneath a bed.
Noonie: Well, it's ok I guess. I
mean, she never talks to me when she's alone at night anymore but other than
that.
Chris: Darlene is that true? You
don't talk to her anymore.
Darlene: I said smarten up.
Chris: No seriously, don't you
think that's kind of rude?
She throws Andrew at him
Darlene: Will you shut up?
Chris: Hello Andrew. How are you?
Noonie: Did you know that Andrew
is Scott's second name?
Darlene: Will you stop that?
Noonie: That's why she named him
Andrew.
Darlene: Noonie?
Noonie: What?
Darlene: Stop telling him that
stuff. That's…that's girl stuff. He doesn't have to know that.
Noonie: Girl stuff…cool!
Chris: Never mind the girl stuff!
All I wanna know is did you really kiss him on the lips?
Darlene: Chris? Go!
Chris: But I'm just askin'…did
you or didn't you?
Darlene: Get out!
She grabs him and escorts him
out of the room.
Chris: Ow, that hurts. Stop it,
Darlene. Stop it. I'm goin', ok? I'm goin'!!
Darlene: And stay out!
She shuts the door. Long
pause.
Noonie: So, girl friend, what do
we do next? You wanna talk about girl stuff?
Darlene: Who are you?
Noonie: I already told you.
Darlene: Who-are-you?
Noonie: I'm Noonie, the girl who
lives under your bed.
Darlene: Look, just…just go,
ok?
Noonie: What do you mean, go?
Darlene: Just get out of here.
I'm too old to believe in that stuff anymore.
Noonie: You don't mean that.
Darlene: Yes I do. Now get out of
my room!
Noonie: Really?
Darlene: Yes…really.
Noonie: You want me to go?
Darlene: That's what I said,
didn't I?
Noonie responds sadly
Noonie: Well…ok…if that's
what you want.
She begins to crawl under the
bed
Darlene: Get out of there.
Noonie: Whatta ya mean?
Darlene: Get off the floor and
get out of there. That's what I mean.
Noonie: But you told me to go.
Darlene: Out! The door.
Noonie: But where am I gonna go?
Darlene: Back to wherever you
came from.
Noonie: But I came from under
your bed.
Darlene points to the door
Darlene: Get!
Noonie: But you don't understand.
I live under your bed.
Darlene: Maw?
Noonie: Aww? Don't do that.
Darlene: Maw?
Noonie: All you did was look
stupid the last time you called her up here. Why do you wanna go and do that
again?
Darlene: Maw?
Noonie: Ok, go ahead…suit
yourself…it's not gonna make any difference anyway.
She is back to calling her
mother through the window
Darlene: Maw, would you come up
here please?
Noonie mocks her
Noonie: Maw, would you come up
here please?
Darlene: No, I really need you to
come up now.
Noonie: No, I really need you to
come up now.
Darlene: Will you shut up? Maw,
would you just come up and never mind our having fun. Believe me, I'm not having
fun. I really need you to come up here right away.
Noonie: What a sookie baby.
Darlene: Thank you!
Out of the window
There! She's coming up.
Noonie: Yeah, well, whoop de doo!
Darlene: Now are you leaving or
not?
Noonie: Where am I gonna go?
Darlene: I don't particularly
care.
Noonie: But I don't have anywhere
to go.
Darlene: Look, I don't know who
you are and I don't know who told you about the "invisible" friend I
used to have when I was a kid. All I know is that you scare me and I want you
out of my room.
Noonie: But I don't have anywhere
to go.
Darlene: Will you stop that?
Noonie: But, you don't
understand…this is stupid...I really don't have anywhere to go. You can kick
me out of your room but I'm still gonna end up under your bed again, so, you're
just wasting your time callin' your mother.
Darlene: What's wrong with you?
Noonie: There's nothin' wrong
with me.
Darlene: Why won't you listen to
me? Why won't you just go away?
A knock and mother enters
Missus Dailey: Darlene, what is
it this time dear? I'm really busy.
Noonie: Hello Missus Dailey.
Missus Dailey: Hello Noonie.
Darlene: Maw, I don't know who
she is.
Missus Dailey: It's your friend
Noonie.
Darlene: No Maw, she's not Noonie
and she's not my friend. She's some girl who snuck in the house and up the
stairs into my room.
Missus Dailey: What do you mean?
Darlene: I mean I don't know who
she is. I never met her before in my life. I walked into my room and there she
was. I have no idea who she is or where she came from. I think she might be one
of those street kids. I think she snuck into the house and was just up here
trying to steal something.
Missus Dailey: What? Steal
something?
Noonie: I was not. She doesn't
have anything up here worth stealin'.
Missus Dailey: Noonie, tell me
where you live dear?
Noonie: I already told you. I
live under the bed.
Missus Dailey: Noonie,
sweetheart, this isn't funny. Where do you live?
Noonie: Under the bed.
Missus Dailey: Are you lost?
Noonie: No.
Missus Dailey: Well, then do you
know your street address or your telephone number so I can call your parents and
let them know where you are?
Noonie: I don't have any parents.
Darlene: Oh what a liar. She's
just making that up.
Missus Dailey: Darlene, stop it!
That's not nice. Do you live with your grandparents?
Noonie: No, I don't live with my
grandparents. I live under the bed.
Missus Dailey: Noonie, you have
to tell me where you live dear.
Noonie: But I told you where I
live. I live under the bed…this bed…right here.
Pause. Mom sighs defeat
Missus Dailey: Alright…alright
then. I suppose I'm just going to have to call someone to come and get you.
Darlene: Who are you gonna call?
Missus Dailey: You never mind
dear. You just play with Noonie… stay here…you play…the two of you
just…just play…watch television or something…don't let her go anywhere,
alright? Just…just keep her company.
She exits. Pause. Noonie picks
up the remote.
Darlene: Well, this is just
great!
Noonie: What's on television?
Darlene: Leave the television
alone.
Noonie: But your mother said we
could watch televison.
Darlene: Just sit down will you?
Noonie: But she told you to play
with me.
Darlene: I'm not playing with
you, ok? Just…just sit down and…and…just sit down and shut up. Gawd!
Noonie: Holy geez…what a crank!
Darlene: I am not a crank.
Noonie: You are so! You're a
crank and you're a sook too.
Darlene: Oh be quiet.
Noonie: Wah, wah, wah, boo, hoo,
hoo!
Darlene: Will you sit down?
Noonie: No!
Darlene: Will you shut up?
Noonie: No!
Darlene: Will you just stop
talking and leave me alone?
Noonie: No, I won't! Sook!
Darlene: And stop calling me a
sook.
Noonie: It's just like the time
Chris hid your Missus Beasley in the back of the closet and you cried all night
because you thought there was a monster in there. Ya big sook!
Darlene: I was only four years
old for God's sake! I really thought there was a monster in the closet.
Darlene watches with surprise as
Noonie recounts these moments of her childhood
Noonie: Yeah well four years old
or not, you kept me up all night long cryin' about it. I kept tellin' you there
was no such thing as a monster in your closet but would you listen? No! All you
did was cry. It took me all night to finally convince you of it and even then
you wouldn't go in there. You had to wait until it was daylight before you got
up the nerve to go get your stupid Missus Beasley doll back. Sook!
Darlene: How do you know about my
Missus Beasley doll?
Noonie: You told me. Remember?
You got her for Christmas that year.
Darlene: Stop it! Stop lying!
Tell me how you know.
Noonie: I know about your Missus
Beasley doll like I know about everything else…because you told me.
It's like I know about how you got mad at Chris for calling you "bucket
head" when you were five years old. Remember that? You threw his gameboy at
him and it broke the kitchen window and then you blamed it on him. Of course,
you felt bad afterwards because Chris got sent to his room and, so, that night
when you went to bed I had to talk you into doing the right thing by going to
your mother and telling her the truth.
Darlene: You're crazy! You're
nuts!
Noonie: I know how you like to
have your peanut butter sandwiches cut diagonally instead of across the middle.
Darlene: Who told you that?
Noonie: I know how you used to be
jealous of Becky Short because her grandfather was rich, and always bought her
whatever she wanted.
Darlene: How do you know Becky
Short? She moved away a long time ago.
Noonie backs Darlene all the
way to the door
Noonie: And I also know that when
you were eight years old you decided that you didn't believe in me anymore…you
stopped talking to me at night…you just left me there under your bed like I
was one of your half eaten diagonally cut peanut butter sandwiches that you
threw under there…left to get moldy and hard like I was a piece of garbage
that you just didn't have any use for anymore.
Darlene: Who-are-you?
Noonie: I told you! I'm Noonie!
The girl who lives under your bed!
Pause
Darlene: Maw?
Noonie throws her hands in the
air in defeat as Darlene exits
…Maaaw!
Noonie: Yeah, you go ahead…run
to your mommy…bucket head…mommy, mommy, mommy…I'm scared mommy…help me
mommy…the monster in my closet has escaped mommy…he's eating everything in
sight…heeeeelp mommy…save me mommy…save me from the monster!
Pause
Ha! Ya big sook!
Lights Fade
Scene Two
Lights rise with The Price Is
Right on television. Noonie is lying back in bed with a bowl of popcorn, a
bottle of coke and a straw. The television show fades enough to allow the
dialogue to be heard and remains as an embedded wall of sound beneath the
dialogue until the television is shut off. Chris is heard whispering at the
door.
Chris: Darlene?
Knock knock
…Darlene? You in there?
Knock knock
…Darlene?
Noonie: Oh for Godsake will you
come in?
He enters
Chris: Oh, you're still here.
Noonie: Shush, I'm watchin' the
Price Is Right.
Chris: I figured by now you would
have went home.
Noonie: I am home…now shush!
Chris: Yeah, right. Where's
Darlene?
Noonie: Aww we got in this big
argument. She slammed the door and went somewhere.
Chris: Well, I got a feeling that
you're gonna be going somewhere too because Maw called the police.
Noonie: The police? What did she
do that for?
Chris: They're supposed to be
coming over here soon.
Noonie: What for?
Chris: For you. I think they're
taking you somewhere.
Noonie: Well that's stupid. Where
are they gonna take me?
Chris: I'm not sure…the police
station I guess.
Noonie: Awwww?
Chris: I think that maybe you
better tell my mother who you are and where you live before they get here.
Noonie: But I already told her
who I was an' where I live.
Chris: No, I mean I think you
better tell her the truth.
Noonie: I don't know what's wrong
with you people. I already told you, I live under the bed. What else do you want
me to say?
Chris: The truth!
Noonie: That is the truth.
Chris: Look, Noonie or…or
whatever your name is, nobody believes you live under the bed, ok? So, why do
you keep saying that?
Noonie: Because it's true…you
want some popcorn?
Chris: No thanks.
Noonie: It's got butter on it.
Chris: Oh…alright then!
He goes in with two hands. She
slaps him.
Noonie: Hey Mister Greedy Guts!
One hand at a time, ok?
Chris: Alright, alright!
He eats
Noonie: Good huh?
Chris: Yeah.
Noonie: Yeah.
Pause. She sips her straw as
they watch TV.
Hey, you should have been here a
little while ago. They had this one on and she was in the showcase showdown,
spinnin' the big wheel, and she got her shirt caught on one of the spikes as it
was goin' around and it yanked it right off.
Chris: What, the spike?
Noonie: No, her shirt stupid.
Chris: Really?
Noonie: Yeah an' was it ever
funny too. They had to go to a commercial.
Chris: Did she win anything?
Noonie: Yeah, she got eighty five
cents and she's in the showcase at the end of the show. Of course, I'm not sure
what she's gonna be wearing in the showcase on accounta she doesn't have a shirt
anymore.
Chris: You like this show, huh?
Noonie: Yeah…it's great. People
win stuff…they jump up and down and scream and act real crazy. It makes them
happy. I like it when people are happy. How about you?
Chris: How about me what?
Noonie: Do you like it when
people are happy?
Chris: Yeah, I guess so. It
doesn't really matter to me. I mean, it's just a television show.
Pause. He takes more popcorn.
Chris: So, like, is this your
favorite show?
Noonie: Yeah…it's cool! They
give away prizes and stuff - did you know that?
He looks at her not
understanding
Chris: What do you mean, did I
know that?
Noonie: Did you know they give
away prizes?
Chris: Well…duh, yeah, that's
what it's all about.
Noonie: A woman won an entire
bedroom a little while ago and all she had to do to win it was say higher or
lower. She got the bed, and all the furniture to go with it too.
Chris: So you watch this show a
lot, huh?
Noonie: Naw. It's the first time
I ever saw it.
Chris: The first time you ever
saw it? But you just told me it was your favorite show.
Noonie: It is.
Chris: But you just told me this
was the first time you ever saw it.
Noonie: It is.
Chris: But if it's the first time
you ever saw it, how do you know it's your favorite show?
Noonie: Because I like
it…because they give away prizes…because everybody's happy…because they
jump up and down and scream. What's wrong with you anyway? I just told you all
this.
Chris: But it doesn't make any
sense. If this is your favorite show and you've never seen it before in you life
then how do you know it's your favorite show?
Noonie: Look, I can't be bothered
trying to explain everything to you because if I did, you just won't believe me.
Now, have some more popcorn, shut up and watch the show.
Chris takes more popcorn
Chris: This is crazy!
Noonie: Yeah, tell me about it.
Pause
Chris: Noonie, what are you gonna
do if they take you away?
Noonie: Who?
Chris: The police.
Noonie: They can't take me away.
Chris: Well that's what they're
coming here for.
Noonie: Well, like I said, that's
stupid. I live under the bed.
Chris: Will you stop saying that?
Noonie: But it's true. No matter
where they take me I'll only end up back under the bed.
Chris: What do you mean you'll
only end up back under the bed? If they take you away, they take you away.
Noonie: Awww, you just don't
understand that's all. Now be quiet, the second show case show down is comin'
right up.
A knock at the door. Mom
enters
Missus Dailey: Hello Noonie.
Noonie: Oh, hi Missus Dailey.
Thanks for the popcorn an' pop.
Missus Dailey: You're welcome.
Where's Darlene?
Chris: Her and Noonie had a
fight.
Noonie: It wasn't a fight. It was
an argument and it wasn't even a real argument. We were just talkin' an' she
didn't like what I was sayin' an' so she got mad an' left. She'll be ok.
Missus Dailey: Noonie, there's a
nice policeman down stairs and he wants to talk to you.
Noonie: What's he wanna talk
about?
Missus Dailey: He just wants to
ask you a few questions.
Noonie: Is he gonna take me to
the police station?
Missus Dailey: Well I…I don't
know…I'm not sure. Why don't you come down stairs and talk to him first.
Noonie: But the second showcase
showdown is gonna be on in a second. Can I wait until it's over?
Missus Dailey: I really think you
should come down now.
She gets up from the bed,
sighs and hands the bowl to Chris.
Noonie: Oh, alright…if I have
to.
Missus Dailey: You can take your
popcorn with you if you like.
Noonie: That's ok, I'll finish it
later.
To Chris
And don't you eat it all on me
either.
Noonie takes Missus Dailey's
hand.
Missus Dailey: That's a good
girl. Let's go.
Noonie: Hey Chris, let me know
who won the showcase when I get back, ok?
Chris: I don't think you're gonna
be coming back, Noonie.
Missus Dailey: Chris?
Chris: Well, it's true.
Missus Dailey: Christopher?
Chris: He's gonna put you in hand
cuffs and drag you off to jail.
Missus Dailey: Christopher Dailey
you stop that right this minute. Nobody is going to be put in hand cuffs and
nobody is going to jail.
Chris: See ya Noonie! Nice
meeting you. Have fun in jail.
Noonie: Boy this is soooo stupid.
Darlene enters
Missus Dailey: Oh…Darlene, I
was looking for you.
Noonie: Hi, Darlene, I was lookin'
for you too. Are you alright?
Darlene: Yeah…I'm ok. Where are
you taking her?
Missus Dailey: Oh, everything's
going to be fine dear. There's a nice policeman waiting in the kitchen. He just
wants to talk to her to find out who she is, and where she lives. That's all.
Darlene: And then what's he going
to do?
Chris: Then he's gonna lock her
up and throw away the key.
Missus Dailey: Stop it! You pay
no attention to him. He's just being a smart alec.
Noonie: Don't worry Darlene.
Everything's gonna be just fine…you waut and see.
Missus Dailey: Noonie, let's you
and I go see the nice policeman.
Noonie: Ok…if ya want.
Missus Dailey leads her out
the door.
Noonie: We'll chat Darlene…you
an' me, ok? Later on tonight…we'll chat…it'll be like old times.
Long pause. Darlene crosses to
her bed. She pushes Chris' feet off the bed, sits down and hangs her head sadly.
Chris: Popcorn?
Lights Fade
Scene Three
Lights rise to a lullaby.
Darlene is writing in her diary as the music fades. Noonie is under the bed
Darlene: Dear Diary, I had a
really weird day today but it all turned out for the best. And good news too!
Scott called me this evening and said that he wanted us to go to the park and
feed the ducks this Saturday. I can't wait. It's going to be so much fun.
She closes the diary, shuts
out the light and cuddles Andrew the green teddy bear. Long Pause.
Darlene: Noonie?
Noonie: Yeah?
Darlene: I'm really sorry for not
talking to you all these years.
Noonie: That's ok.
Darlene: I didn't mean to toss
you aside and forget about you.
Noonie: You were busy, right?
Darlene: Yeah…that's it…I was
busy.
Noonie: Don't worry about it,
Darlene. I understand.
Pause
Darlene: Noonie?
Noonie: Yeah?
Darlene: Do you think Scott and I
will end up getting married some day?
Noonie: Naw, I don't think so.
He's not your type.
Darlene: But he's so cute…he
told me loved me and I told him that I loved him too.
Noonie: There's nothing wrong
with saying I love you. People say I love you all the time.
Darlene: Really?
Noonie: But look on the bright
side, Darlene. You'll always have Andrew, the green teddy bear to hug.
Darlene: Yeah, I guess so, huh?
Noonie: Yeah, but
listen...promise me one thing, ok? When you get bored with him...when you get
too old to hug him anymore, please don't throw him under the bed. There's enough
junk down here already.
Darlene: Ok, I promise.
She kisses Andrew
…goodnight Noonie
Noonie: Yeah...goodnight Darlene.
Lights fade
The Girl Who Lives Under My
Bed
Duncan Wells
Copyright 2002