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INT-SCHOOL CAFETERIA-DAY
A BOY sits in the cafeteria eating his lunch. He appears to really be enjoying it, but nothing so outrageous that anyone would really notice him. IDA OLSON lugs her lunch tray and a book bag and her purse. As she steps out of the lunch line and walks toward the seating area, she tries to appear casual as she looks for a spot to sit. Caught up in her own nonchalant stroll, she very nearly spills her tray of food. Since there is no other seat available, she sits down next to the “eating BOY”. Just as she sits down she notices that the other kids are walking by, looking at her pointing and laughing. After a few seconds the BOY next to her speaks.
BOY
(loudly, not to anyone in particular)
Beef stroganoff ROCKS MY WORLD!
He looks at IDA.
BOY (CONT'D)
Need anything? I’m gettin’ more before the good stuff’s all gone!
IDA slumps in her chair and shakes her head, embarrassed. BOY shrugs “whatever”.
BOY (CONT'D)
You’re loss is my lunch.
With that the BOY gets back into the lunch line.
IDA
(off camera VO)
The only thing worse than being the kid who openly admits that he likes hot lunch, is being the new kid who accidentally sits by him.
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INT-SCHOOL HALLWAY-DAY
IDA is walking down the hallway trying to find her locker, juggling her book bag, purse, a load of books and pens etc. Just as she looks down at her directions, she rounds a corner and runs into a cheerleader. The books and pencils and bags go flying everywhere. IDA and the CHEERLEADER are both knocked to the floor. BEN sees the whole thing from across the hall.
CHEERLEADER
You stupid idiot! Look what you’ve done!
IDA
Me?
CHEERLEADER
Yeah, you! You just don’t get it.
BEN walks up as CHEERLEADER walks off.
BEN
Looks like you need help.
IDA
Is that some sort of crack?
BEN
No, I mean, (handing her one of her books) well, here.
IDA
Oh, thanks.
IDA and BEN continue picking up books and pencils, etc.
IDA (CONT'D)
I’m sorry I jumped down your throat.
BEN
It’s ok... I’m Ben.
IDA
I’m Ida, I’m new here.
BEN
I know, it’s a pretty small school.
IDA
(as they finish picking up the books)
Well, thanks.
BEN
Where’s your next class?
IDA
Any idea where 404 is?
BEN
You’re in luck, I’m headed that way myself.
IDA
What do you have?
BEN
Gym.
IDA
But that’s over this way...
BEN
Maybe most students would take that direct, yet boring route. But for those of us who see value in taking the scenic route, it’s just past room 404.
IDA
Thanks.
BEN
No problem.
They walk off toward room 404.
INT-ROOM 404-DAY
The class in room 404 is in the middle of a class election when IDA walks in. She slips in and sits down, almost unnoticed.
BOB
Hey, ok then I guess we have our nominee, are we ready to vote?
IDA
(sheepishly at first)
Can I ask a question?
BOB
I guess so, who are you?
CHEERLEADER
She’s Clumsy Clara.
The class erupts in laughter.
IDA
The name’s Ida. Why is it that you have just one nominee for class president? Is no one else interested in the job?
CHEERLEADER
If you must know, there is no one else, because there is no one else.
IDA
What does that mean?
BOB
We know who we want to elect, and what would be the point of putting some poor slob through the paces just to humiliate him? Besides, no one else wants to be president. (looking at the room full of students) Isn’t that right?
POPULAR KIDS
That’s right Bob! Yep!
BOB
See? So back off new girl, or go back home to momma.
IDA is suddenly solemn, as she sits down in her desk, her countenance falls.
CHEERLEADER
Oh look, she can be trained! Good dog!
BOB
Kim...can we get on with this election?
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INT-IDA’S BEDROOM-DAY
IDA runs into her bedroom and throws herself onto her bed, crying. She throws her book bag into her open closet. The bag lands and a few seconds later an old Magic 8 Ball rolls out of the closet and over toward her bed. She picks it up and looks at it. There’s no message. She shakes it and looks at it again. Still nothing.
IDA
Stupid thing. Must be broken.
She shakes it again.
IDA (CONT'D)

Ok...so...maybe if I ask it something...what will my life be like here?
IDA shakes the 8 ball again and turns it over to reveal the message.
CU on 8 ball message that reads:
THERE’S GONNA BE A HOT TIME IN THE OLD TOWN TONIGHT!
IDA (CONT'D)
Yeah, right....
IDA throws the ball back into the closet and lays back on her bed, and quietly sobs.
There’s a knock on IDA’s bedroom door.
IDA (CONT'D)
(brushing back her tears)
I’m busy Dad.
DAD
Too busy to tell me why you’ve been crying?
DAD walks in.
IDA
How did you know?
DAD
Dad’s just know. What happened today?
IDA
I guess I just miss Mom.
DAD
Me too Ida.
IDA
She always knew what to say when things got awkward. I never do. It’s like I’m cursed. I’m never going to fit in here.
DAD
Give it some time sweetheart. Mom would want you to give it a little time before you just write the place off.
IDA
I just don’t know if I can do it without her.
DAD
Neither do I. But we’ve gotta try...don’t we? Didn’t you meet anyone that seemed the least bit nice today?
IDA
I guess... there was one kid...Ben...
DAD
(joking with her)
Was he wired? You’ know you’ve gotta watch for that. The government has spies everywhere.
IDA
No, Dad, I didn’t see any wires. I think he’s clean.
DAD
Just be careful out there pumpkin.
IDA and DAD hear a noise downstairs and run down to investigate. A fire engine flies by on the street and IDA’s BROTHER ALEX, runs out the door of their house after it. She and her FATHER follow.
IDA
What’s going on?
On the street now.
ALEX
I’m not sure, someone said there’s a fire down at the bakery.
DAD
See? What’d I tell you?
IDA, follows ALEX and her DAD down the street as several other families and groups of people make their way toward the bakery. Two blocks away OLD TOWN BAKERY is engulfed in flames, the name of the business is still visible through the flames. The crowd approaches the bakery. GRACIE runs up beside IDA and they walk toward the bakery together.
GRACIE
What’s going on?
IDA
Someone said something about a fire at the bakery... .
GRACIE
I’m GRACIE. Didn’t you just move into the house on the corner?
IDA
Yup. I’m Ida.
They slow down and stop in the street as they near the bakery.
EVERYONE
Oh man! Look at that! Does anyone know what happened? How did it start?
IDA
(thoughtfully)
...Old Town Bakery...there’s gonna be a hot time in the old town tonight....
GRACIE
Huh?
As IDA stands there stunned we...
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INT-IDA’S BEDROOM-NIGHT
IDA is sitting on her bed looking at the 8 ball, wondering what it might be as we pull back for a wide shot of her in her bedroom.
FADE TO BLACK.
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