Computer nerdA Stage Play by Melissa FeinmanA rare attempt at a stage play for one of my theater classes. CW: sexual assaultScene One
Lights up on a typical college dorm, two twin beds pushed against opposite sides of room, one bed unmade and occupied (DSR), the other made and vacant (USR). The desk that sits closest to us is filled with various scraps " pens, crumbled papers " but what is most intriguing snakes along the width of the desk,
reminiscent of a more sophisticated camp
craft - painted bulbs of different-sized glass strung together with twine. We can see spaces between the paint splotches where the warm orange light of the overhead desk hits the faces of the bulbs. Our characters both sit on the unmade bed, both in their underwear.
LILLY (Drawing
her arms toward her chest and leaning in towards BEN) So,
are we going to have sex or…?
BEN (Avoiding
her gaze) What?
Oh no, definitely not.
LILLY Oh!
I just thought " wait, really?
BEN (Still
not looking at her) Sex?
No, we are not having that.
LILLY Wait
" can I ask why? I mean, I know we don’t have to if you don’t want, I just
thought " well I just thought " (shaking
her head) I mean, we came back here and started making out and you took off
my clothes…I just thought " well I’m cute, right?
(BEN does
not answer this. We can hear the vague ticking of hands on a clock. The lights
shift to a deeper orange, illuminating the bulbs more brightly.)
LILLY cont. (Whispering) Are
you a virgin? I mean, it’s ok if you are "
BEN (Interrupting) Do
you know what the fourth dimension is?
LILLY What?
Oh "
BEN It’s
time. The fourth dimension is time. Well, it’s the convergence of time and
space on a single continuum. Think about it " (going over to his desk and picking up various pens and pencils)
everything in this room is three-dimensional, we can see it, we can touch it,
but we can’t describe objects beyond their physical characteristics " unless we
begin to interact with them on another dimension. Time, and space " we live in
a motionless world without this fourth dimension. Every action needs a set time
and place to occur. For example, we needed to both know the time tonight " 9:30
" and the place " 1426 Howell Street " to have anything occur between us. Time
and space are what move other dimensions forward, what move us forward, and
unfortunately for us, the two of us together are going to stop embarking within
the fourth dimension quite shortly. You will go back to your life, inhabiting
your own convergence of time and space, and I will go back to mine.
(Beat.
LILLY draws her cardigan over her shoulders, and BEN wrings his hands. The ticking clock gets louder).
LILLY (Smiling) How
do you know all this? I thought you were a computer nerd.
(Unsmiling) I
am a computer science major yes, but I study many other things " physics,
calculus, the solar system " everything that makes up our world, everything
that makes us what we are right now in exact time and space. It’s fascinating,
really. And what do you study?
(LILLY
walks over to BEN’S desk, still in just a cardigan and panties.
She approaches the colored bulbs)
LILLY (Absentmindedly) Oh
me? English " I study English lit. Don’t really get all this science stuff. (Fingering the bulbs) Whoa, is this a
model of the solar system? (Turning to BEN)
You made this? BEN Please
don’t touch; they’re made of glass.
LILLY (Still
tracing their outlines) These
are really neat! What is this " acrylic paint? I love the way the light touches
them, it’s almost like stars passing through their atmospheres.
BEN They
are to-size models. I attached the bulbs with twine so that if you’re really careful with them, you can twist
the twine and bulbs will spin each on their individual orbits, because I looped
twine within each bulb as well as between the bulbs so that the bulbs can
rotate both around the sun and on their own orbital paths. (Sees LILLY moving to twist the twine) Don’t touch them! They really should only be operated by those who know
the inner mechanism " so really they should only be operated by me.
LILLY (Backing
away) I’m
really sorry! I was just interested. You’re really smart.
BEN (Still
unsmiling) Well,
I have a lot of time to read since I have large gaps during the day when
everyone else is having sex.
LILLY It’s
nice to connect to someone sometimes.
BEN No.
It’s really not. I prefer to be alone.
LILLY Then
why did you kiss me? Why did you bring me back to your room?
BEN Mostly
to get you to stop talking so much. I just don’t like making pointless
conversation. We’ll each tell each other a few facts about ourselves " where
we’re from, what we study, how many years older my brother is, the name of the
play you’re in ", drink a little more while awkwardly avoiding glances, and
then we’ll forget about each other in a few months because it doesn’t matter. I don’t even know where
you’re from anymore.
LILLY Ohio
" but that’s not the point. Sure, most people you talk with you won’t remember,
but isn’t meaningless conversation worthwhile if there’s even a slight chance you may meet someone that you’ll
actually build something special with?
BEN Are
you building something special with me?
LILLY Haven’t
you ever had a girlfriend?
BEN Jesus,
you sound like my mother.
LILLY Well,
have you?
BEN Do
you want to be my girlfriend?
LILLY What?
No " I mean, I’m just trying to get to know you.
BEN I’m
a computer nerd.
LILLY I
think you’re more than that.
BEN You
can tell all that from the random stuff on my desk? Because I paint glass bulbs
when I’m bored and like to talk about things that are different from what you
talk about? Is that it? I’m different, so I must be special, so I must be worth
getting to know. I’m a spectacle, I’m something you can mention to your friends
years from now as the nerd you slept with one night, as the weirdo, as the
freak. And then I’ll go back to my life and you’ll go back to yours. We might
as well just skip the awkwardness in between.
LILLY Why
are you like this?
BEN I
guess I’m just not like you.
LILLY Don’t
you want a friend?
BEN I’m
fine as is. I have a lot of reading to do.
LILLY All
right, well I guess I’ll get going. (LILLY searches
for her jeans, which are lying on the floor. She steps into them quickly, and
then walks towards the door, but pauses before exiting)
LILLY (cont.) You
know, I really do like talking to you. Not to prove that I can like someone
different or something like that. I just genuinely like hearing the things you
have to say.
BEN (Shrugging,
still not looking up from the bed) You
can find most of what I have to say in a book.
LILLY I’d
rather hear them from you. (Beat). All
right, well " (she reaches for the door knob).
BEN I’m
not a virgin, you know.
LILLY Oh.
Okay, then.
BEN (For
the first time BEN looks up towards the door to meet LILLY’S
eyes) Yeah.
My neighbor. She helped my mom out with gardening stuff when I was younger,
but…she’d come around sometimes when I’d get home from school before anyone
else was home. I was fourteen, she was much older "
(The
sound of glass shattering. As LILLY moves
away from the door to go towards BEN, she
knocks into his solar system model, Jupiter and Saturn bursting into pieces. LILLY
claps a hand to her mouth, BEN does not move. LILLY bends down to pick up the shards).
LILLY Oh
Ben! I’m so sorry " for everything.
(BEN gets
up from the bed and bends down beside her to help her).
BEN No
really " it’s okay. © 2017 Melissa Feinman |
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Added on June 20, 2017 Last Updated on June 20, 2017 AuthorMelissa FeinmanMinneapolis, MNAboutRecent college graduate, trying to keep up with my writing. Feedback always welcome. more.. |

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