The Hypochondirac and Teenager

Claire- 16 year old girl
Mrs. Morrison-Princibal
Chloe-23 year old hypochondriac

CHLOE: Hey, are you alright?

CLAIRE: Oh, yea I just have a bad headache. Just let me lie down

CHLOE:No, No, a headache is a symptom of a fever; and a fever is a symptom of the flu, and the flu is a bad bad illness.

CLAIRE: Ummm what?

CHLOE [picks up thermometer and moves towards claire][ They counter Cross]

CHLOE:i should really take your temperature!

CLAIRE: ummm.. or you can just leave me alone
[turns around to nurses bed, and....]

CLAIRE: aaaachhhooooo!

CHLOE:hhhhhhhh!
[runs to cabinet, grabs mask, lysol, and forces mask on claires face.]

CLAIRE : get the hell off of me, who do you think you are? Are you Physoctic?

[Chloe sprays lysol everywhere, including Claire's face]

CLAIRE:My eye! You dumb[someone rings the bell]. Your a physco. I'm going to Mrs. Morrison! I don't give a hoot if i get written up.

CHLOE: I just want to help...

CLAIRE [stomps to office:well you didn't]

MRS. MORRISON: What do you want Claire?

CLAIRE: The nurse is a physco! Fire Her!

MRS. MORRISON: She is filling in for Mrs. Shay's materneity leave. You have detention at 3pm, now get out of my office!

[bell rings, Claire walks to detention to see Chloe.]

CHLOE: CLAIRE! CLAIRE!. I got you Ibuprofin!

[Claire grabs the medication, throws it on the floor and storms out]

CLAIRE:OH MY GOD!

Bring It On

My life basically runs around the pool. I have been competitvely swimming since i was seven years old. I go to school go to swimming come home eat,do my homework then go to bed. I never thought i could love a sport so much. When i swim i feel like i am expressing myself through a way in which only i can understand. When i claw through the water i am letting my anger out. When i gracefully swim warm up i usually think of things i am thankful for. Then there is race time. I take swimming very seriously, I give 100 percent or no percent. When i step up on that block to race i try to concentrate on the little things that can help me in the water. Sometimes i freak out because i feel like my dad's eyes are directly on me, and i can hear him saying"don't suck bryanna". I get scared and then don't swim well. This year i am really trying to eliminate my dad from my mind. I'm going to try and pretend like he is not even at the race. Swimming is a sport i love and happen to be very good at. I do not want to lose that compassion because i get nervous and, then do bad making me not want to swim again. Tonight is our opening night vs. Brick Memorial High School. I am going to go out there and do my best, swim my hardest and hope that i will accomplish what i want. Wish us luck=)