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Sunday 5 August 2012

Dialogues

Overheard conversation

“Is this seat taken?”Eli asked of the blonde girl next to the window.

“No”, she replied.

Five minutes of silence ensued.

“Do you mind turning down the volume on your iPad?”he asked politely.

“Why? Is it bothering you? “Lily said as she dragged her attention away from the movie she was watching.

“Yes. It is. Bothering me, that is,” Eli said with a smile.

“OK, OK, I’ll turn it down. I left my earbuds at home this morning, rushing out the door after the alarm didn’t go off,” confided Lily smiling back.

“Thanks for that. I really do hate leaving home in a rush myself.”

Another ten minutes of silence elapsed with occasional sounds coming from Lily’s movie.

“Could you wake me if I’m asleep when we get near Gymea?”asked Eli.

“What? Oh, OK, I’ll try and remember, “replied Lily in a distracted tone.

The train sped on, stopping and starting at various stations.

“Wake up! Wake up! I think you missed your stop.”

“What! Where are we?”Eli snapped.


Internal monologue

“Why has this blonde bimbo spread herself out on two seats?”

“Oh bugger off, Dreadlocks Boy. I wanted this time for myself before I get to work.”

“Christ! I can’t stand another minute of that inane giggling in her movie!”

“Huh! Stop interrupting me while I watch my favourite movie ever, Legally Blonde, again!”

“Smile, smile, smile. She might listen if you’re sweet to her.”

“Oops, suppose I’d better be decent to him. It is a long trip after all and he is kinda cute.”

“Smile, smile. She’s doing you a favour.”

“Wonder if I should risk falling asleep and ask her to wake me? I’m so tired and it’s worth a try. Keep on smiling sweetly at her.”

“For God’s sake. Why can’t he just shut up and let me get on with my movie. Yeah! Yeah! OK…”

“Oh shit! Look at the time, look at the station we just passed through! Oh well, I only said I’d try and remember, didn’t I?

“Bloody hell! Why did I think I could ask this dimwit to look out for me? Now I’m really screwed, that big contract out the window. Thanks for nothing, bitch!”
(Creative Writing 20.7.12 Exercise 2 & 3)

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