(Name: Jessica Dwyers. Nickname: Jess, Jessy. Age: 17 Personality: Hyper at times, sarcastic, smart, a little strange and dark, stubborn, protective, imaganitive, quite shy, quiet around strangers. Secret: Plans on running away. Has mild depression, but it's undiagnosed. Others: Sings alot. Has a dog. Her families rich, but she doesn't show it. Looks: Straight black hair that falls mid waist. Lightly tanned. Dark purple eyes. Small for her age, and quite skinny. 1/4 Indian, 3/4 British. Ussually wears "scene" clothes.)
(The only roles left are parents.) Setting: You have now known each other for just over a month and you're all becoming quite close. You're all sat in your local pub 'The Mermaid' chatting, laughing and having a good time like you always do.
Michael *Sits with the group in their usual spot quietly nursing his pint of beer and adjusting his ray ban glasses.* *Is wearing a biege harrington jacket, plain navy blue polo shirt, black jeans and black converse all stars.*
Michael *Quietly makes himself a roll then looks up.* Since it's almost summer I was thinking that we could go to a concert.
Michael Well, I know a bloke who can get us each tickets to see oasis live in Manchester next month. I promise you all this ain't some dodgy bloke.
Michael Fucking brilliant! *Takes his lighter out of his pocket and places the cigarette between his lips and lights it.*