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FADE IN:
A white title appers on a black screen.
The title fades off, leaving only "forever" on screen.
FADE IN:
INT. HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY
A teenage boy, fairly tall, completely average looking, quietly observes a girl [the girls of his dreams] chatting with her group of friends from across the room. The boy sighs heavily as a faint smile forms on his lips. He then looks down and scribbles a flower on his notebook, his hand moving on its own,
as if in a trance.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SCHOOL GROUNDS - DAY
CARD: A YEAR LATER
Same teenage boy, holding a corsage in both hands, kneels in front of the girl of his dreams and asks her out to prom, all while a crowd cheers him on. He trembles as the she looks at him blankly
and takes quite a while. As the boy starts to give up, the girl sighs and begins to speak.
Of course I will. I---
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SCHOOL GROUNDS - NIGHT
CARD: TEN YEARS LATER
(continued) ---I love you!
The teenage boy, now a young man, 26 years of age, stands and embraces his now fiance, after he asked the girl of his dreams to marry him at the exact spot where he asked her to prom all those years ago.They hold each other for a few moments while looking at the stars. They then hold hands and head back to their car.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. CATHEDRAL - DAY
CARD: A FEW MONTHS LATER
As the young man waits for his bride to arrive, his phone rings. All sound fades out as he's told that the girls he was just about to marry died in a car accident. He drops his phone and walks out of the cathedral in shock.
EXT. CATHEDRAL - DAY
He steps out, devastation showing on his face. He looks at the road and notices a bus about to pass by. In a heartbeat, he decides to throw himself in front the bus. Loud screeching is heard right as rain begins to fall.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAFE - MIDNIGHT, FOGGY
POV - Screenwriter
Screenwriter sits at cafe table, and looks up as his tears start drip on what he was writing.
He takes one last look at his script. He decides to pick up his pen and write one last thing: "To my Forever." He stands, looks at the road and checks for cars. As he begins to cross the road, a
pair of headlights appear beside him.
Literary: Screenplay
FADE IN:
A white title appers on a black screen.
"Pain is temporary, film is forever"
John Milius
FADE OUT.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY
A teenage boy, fairly tall, completely average looking, quietly observes a girl [the girls of his dreams] chatting with her group of friends from across the room. The boy sighs heavily as a faint smile forms on his lips. He then looks down and scribbles a flower on his notebook, his hand moving on its own,
as if in a trance.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SCHOOL GROUNDS - DAY
CARD: A YEAR LATER
Same teenage boy, holding a corsage in both hands, kneels in front of the girl of his dreams and asks her out to prom, all while a crowd cheers him on. He trembles as the she looks at him blankly
and takes quite a while. As the boy starts to give up, the girl sighs and begins to speak.
GIRL OF HIS DREAMS
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SCHOOL GROUNDS - NIGHT
CARD: TEN YEARS LATER
GIRL OF HIS DREAMS
The teenage boy, now a young man, 26 years of age, stands and embraces his now fiance, after he asked the girl of his dreams to marry him at the exact spot where he asked her to prom all those years ago.They hold each other for a few moments while looking at the stars. They then hold hands and head back to their car.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. CATHEDRAL - DAY
CARD: A FEW MONTHS LATER
As the young man waits for his bride to arrive, his phone rings. All sound fades out as he's told that the girls he was just about to marry died in a car accident. He drops his phone and walks out of the cathedral in shock.
EXT. CATHEDRAL - DAY
He steps out, devastation showing on his face. He looks at the road and notices a bus about to pass by. In a heartbeat, he decides to throw himself in front the bus. Loud screeching is heard right as rain begins to fall.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAFE - MIDNIGHT, FOGGY
POV - Screenwriter
Screenwriter sits at cafe table, and looks up as his tears start drip on what he was writing.
SCREENWRITER
I'm done, Penelope. I'm done.
It's been too long. I miss you.
pair of headlights appear beside him.
FADE OUT.
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