SCENE 1, INTERIOR. AFTERNOON, SCHOOL LIBRARY. Most of the class is in the kiva, practicing a rap song about the presidents of the United States to a karaoke track of Coolio’s “Gangster’s Paradise.” As the teacher checks on the four or five students working on their homework in the library, one boy approaches him.
JOEY: Mr. Z, I only have one assignment left and then I’m all caught up!
TEACHER: Joey, I’m so proud of you; you’ve worked awfully hard.
[The boy stands there for a second and then throws his arms around his teacher, giving him a huge hug. With his face buried in his teacher’s shirt, the boy takes a deep breath].
JOEY: It’s all because of you, Mr. Z…you…[pause] Man, you smell SO good!
TEACHER: You know, I don’t know whether I should be flattered or creeped out.
[The boy releases his teacher and grins].
JOEY: Old Spice?
TEACHER: Okay, I’m creeped out.
JOEY: You’re welcome, Mr. Z...
[Fade to black].