I so totally need to get through with "He'll grow in Time", but my brain has been going through overdrive with school and thinking of Karofsky plots keeps me sane. I wrote this script style cause I can be really descriptive and way too lazy to be that right now. I'm focusing on the dialogue. But at some point dialogue won't be so important (future smut). Hope you guys still like this.
Love Addict,
Location: Middle of a busy hallway in McKinley High School in between periods. Students walking about in and out of classrooms. Mercedes Jones is at her locker talking to the phone as she switches out books.
Mercedes: Listen white boy, that special L.A.M.B. sale at the mall this weekend won't buy themselves and I have been eyeing that cute little jacket on the window for about a month so you better come. (Excited mumbling from the other side of the phone.) Great, can't wait. Love you.
Mercedes smiles as she closes her phone and tucks it back to her pocket as she checks her stuff one last time. She then closes her locker door only to be startled by a hulking Dave Karofsky. After being caught off guard, she checks to see if the larger student has his trademark slushie in hand. When she sees none, she puts back on her sassy demeanour that would make any one think twice before messing with her.
Mercedes: What do you want?
Dave: I need to talk to you? (His fists clenched and his eyes seem distressed.)
Mercedes: What in the world do you think we have to talk about?
Dave: It's about your boy.
Mercedes: Who Antoine? What's wrong? Something happened at practice? (Her voice softening a quite a bit with worry.)
Dave: No, Antoine's fine (she breathes a sigh of relief.) This is about... about Kurt.
Mercedes: (eyes glaring) Ah Hell to the no! You have done enough damage to that boy to cost a life time and I'll be damn if you even try to ruin his life until now that he's finally away from you. (She moves to leave)
Dave: Please, you have to listen. (His face softens) The other glee guys in the team aren't that close to him and Finn would just kick my ass for even mentioning his name. You're the only one I can talk to.
Mercedes: And why would you ever think I'd listen to you?
Dave: Cause you care about him the most.
Mercedes: Yeah I do, and for his sake I don't think there's anything you could say that would do him any good. (She turns and walks away.)
Dave quickly got his phone out and started texting. Before Mercedes could even turn the corner her phone starts to blare "Say My Name" by Destiny's Child. She casually flips her phone and sees she got a text from an unknown number with an attached video clip. Not thinking about it, she opens the attachment. Within 5 seconds of the video, she glares at her phone's screen not believing what she's seeing. She turns back around and sees Dave Karofsky still standing by her locker with his phone in his hands and his eyes pleading for understanding.
Mercedes: What the hell is this? (she hurriedly walks up to the jock)
Dave: (Angrily) that's little pretty boy being a complete poser.
Mercedes: (shaking her head) But he said he was gay.
Dave: Well, I know you don't think I'm the sharpest tool in the shed, but even I know being gay doesn't mean you could play tonsil hockey with a chick like that.
Mercedes: They could just be acting. Maybe their rehearsing a song, Blaine does duets with girls all the time.
Dave: This was at a frat party. That chick is my cousin's sorority sister in Columbus. They were doing body shots off each other before that happened.
Mercedes: I can't believe this.
Dave: Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you but fancy's boyfriend is a complete douche.
Mercedes: They are not dating.
Dave: It doesn't matter. Kurt's in love with him.
Mercedes: Why do you care who Kurt's in love with? (Looks at Dave suspiciously)
Dave: (taken aback by the question) I don't (suddenly gets defensive) It's... no one deserves that.
Mercedes: Well, you the one to talk. (Mercedes mockingly, rolls her eyes)
Dave: At least I started hurting him from the very beginning. I didn't make nice and stab him in the back. No one deserves to get hurt like that. Not Kurt.
Dave gives her one last glare then pushes his tightly clenched fists in the pockets of his letterman jacket, his nails digging into his palm. He then walks away with his head down, leaving the diva in front of her locker.