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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 14 2010, 11:35 PM (72 Views) | |
| StreetShark | Feb 14 2010, 11:35 PM Post #1 |
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Saturday, February 13th 2010 - Darkened Room - 7:11am The scene opens with Shark sitting in a chair, apparently alone. Back to the grind, as they say! A relaxing week off and now, here we go, getting ready for the first round match of the World Title Tournament. However, before that, I have another problem to deal with. That problem? Valentine's Day. Why does the Street Shark hate Valentine's Day, I hear you ask? Could it possibly be that the big bad bastard is bitter? Has he never received a card? Let me tell you that it has fuck all to do with cards or women. Okay, that's half true. It did involve a woman. Not just any woman though. It involved Sarah. My mother. Thursday, February 14th 1991. - Front Room of the Sharkey Household - 8:11am The scene cuts to the empty living room of the old Sharkey House. The room is bathed in the light of the newly risen sun. Loud footsteps can be heard as two boys in their mid-to-late teens run into the room, both holding an envelope. Paul: I bet mine is from Sandra in school! She's always wanted me! Shark: No chance! She wouldn't look at you twice! I have no idea who my card is from! I didn't think there would be anybody that would send me a valentine! Everybody in school knows me as Paul Sharkey's scary big brother. Paul: Some girls like that sort of thing! Yours is probably from Gran though! The teenage Shark takes offence at this and punches Paul's shoulder. Shark: Shut up, you! I could get twice as many birds as you! Paul: If you say so. Let's get these opened! I'm excited! Both boys rip the envelopes open and excitedly read their cards. Paul: I knew it! This is definitely Sandra's handwriting! It's exactly like the writing on the note she passed to me yesterday! Shark: Good for you. I think I recognise this writing on my card. I'm hoping it's that girl Anna from my class. She's gorgeous! Paul: That writing is very familiar. Can't put my finger on it though! Shark: I'm just happy I got a card this year! First time since I was in Primary School! Paul: Who sent you one in Primary School? Shark: Probably the ugliest girl in the class. The bad thing is, she was offended when I rejected her. Now she's blossomed into a hottie! No justice! An older woman enters the room, holding a newspaper and mug of tea. At the sight of this lady, the boys frantically try to hide their cards. Woman: Come on, boys! No need to hide your cards from Mummy! Paul: Shut up, Mum! It was a... it was a... Shark: Invitation to a party! Paul: Yes! That's it! We've been invited to a party! Mum: Don't tell porkie pies! You don't need to be embarrassed! I was young too, you know! Shark: Not the point! We can't talk to you about them! Mum: And why not? Shark: You're our Mother! It's not the done thing! Paul: Yeah! We talk to you about laundry, dinner and pocket money! Not girls! Mum: Suit yourself! Anyway, i'm going back to lie in bed for a while. Not feeling too great. Have a nice day in School. Paul: Yeah, okay! See you later. A few hours later, both boys sit in their respective classrooms. A blonde girl approaches Paul's desk at the end of the class. Girl: Did you get it? Paul: What's that then? Girl: The card. I'm sorry but I had to send it! Paul: To be honest, I hoped it was you! You're hot! Girl: See you at lunchtime, handsome! Back in Shark's class, he remains unapproached and unaware of the goings on in Paul's class. As lunchtime begins, Shark heads for the usual rendezvous point where he and Paul would meet and begin their afternoon's shenanigans. Shark arrives and immediately notices the absence of Paul. After a few minutes he decides to go for a walk. Round a corner he nearly walks in to a young couple engaging in a kiss. After apologising, he recognises the boy to be Paul. He walks off and leaves them to it. Later on, back in a classroom, Shark examines his card again. Almost by accident, he compares it to the handwriting in some of his books. He spots a signature that looks almost identical to the writing in the card. The signature is that of Sarah Sharkey. Shark's Mother. At the end of the school day, Shark and Paul meet for the walk home, and Shark begins to speak. Shark: Congratulations. Paul: Eh? Oh yeah! Thanks. I'm well pleased with that! Figued out who sent your card? Shark: Yeah. It was Mum. She must have known her ugly son wouldn't get any cards. Paul: She meant well! Shark: I don't care! She's made me feel like a right prick! The boys arrive home and Shark immediately makes a beeline for his Mother's bedroom. He throws the door open and walks over. Shark: Mum! Wake up! Why the hell did you decide to send me a card? You think i'm too ugly to get cards? Don't you think I can pull girls? I'm just as good as any other guy! I could get a girlfriend if I really wanted one! Don't ignore me, Mum! There is no response from the bed. Sarah remains motionless. Shark: Mum? Are you alright? Paul! Help me! The scene cuts to the hospital family room later that night. Paul, Shark and their Aunt Sally. The consultant makes his entrance. Doctor: I'm really sorry. There was nothing we could do. It looks like Sarah suffered a major heart attack. She was gone by the time she got here. The doctor places a comforting hand on Shark's shoulder before turning round and leaving. There you have it. The reason I hate Valentine's Day. Mum sends me a card, I get angry, she dies. I still hate myself for it. I lost my Mother and I was angry at her at the time. I never got a chance for her to comfort me, apologise to me, have a laugh about it afterwards. I lost her at the worst possible time. And now, this week, I have to try and concentrate on getting ready for a match with Ryan Storm on Tuesday. Poor guy that he is, he's going to have nineteen years of hurt and grief poured onto him, and God help him! I'm not going into a wrestling match at Massacre. I'm going into a massacre at Massacre. I'm going to win this title tournament for my Mother. It's the first time i've ever told anyone about this and I don't think it will be the last. Ryan Storm, if I were you, I wouldn't bother my shirt showing up on Tuesday. Not if you don't want your career to come to an abrupt end. Mark my words, you are going to have major problems on Tuesday. I am going to end you, and it will be in memory of Sarah Sharkey! Shark's eyes finally move away from the now visible mirror and he stands up to walk away as the scene fades. |
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