you told me that you loved me, I could hardly catch my breath. I couldnât say anything at first because the whole idea was so overwhelming. I think I love you too, Tyrone, so please donât get mad at me if I ask you just once more. When you told me you loved me last night, do you really, really mean it?
Rhonda
âI Doâ
Tyroneâs Letter to
Rhonda (Passed to Her
during English Class)
MARCH 15
Dear Rhonda,
YES.
Tyrone
Public Pleasure,
Private Pain
Talent Show at School
MARCH 30
âLadies and Gentlemen!! Welcome to the Fifteenth Annual Hazelwood High School Talent Show. And I, Andrew Marvelous Jackson the First, will be your magnificent Master of Ceremonies! Weâll be rappinâ and scratchinâ and bumpinâ and jumpinâ! We gonna electrify your senses and bombard your brain with the sounds that make you want to get down! So, letâs get busy!!!
Â
âRhonda, come here. You wanna see a striptease show from backstage? Stand here by the curtain so they canât see you from the audience.
âGirl, Keisha, what are you talkinâ about?
âLook at Andy! Look what heâs doinâ!
âHeâs takinâ off his clothes! No, heâs just pretendinâ. Wait a minuteâhe took off his shirt! Everybodyâs dyinâ laughinâ! Oh, no! He wouldnât dare! Heâs unbucklinâ his belt! This is too funny! Keisha, heâs crazy!
âRhonda, look! Mrs. Jawes is starting down the aisle! I donât think she finds it very funny.
âPsst, Andy! Old Thunder Jaws is headinâ your way!
âWhew! Heâs putting his shirt back on. And the song is almost over. Did she go back to her roost?
âYeah, but sheâs got daggers in her eyes.
âRhonda, speaking of eyes, could you see Andyâs face while he was dancing out there?
âThe lights made it hard to see, but yeah, I did notice that his face looked funny.
âYou know, with all that laughter and silliness out there, Andy wasnât smiling. Shhh, here he comesâ¦
âYouâre doing a great job out there, Andy. They love you. That was so funny when you pretended to do that striptease in the background while Rashawn was singing, âBaby, Baby, Please!â
âYeah, yeah, yeah. Is your group ready to sing, Keisha? If youâd spend more time gettinâ yourself together and less time spyinâ on me, this show could get over with by midnight. We ainât got all night, you know.
âHey, you donât have to talk to me like that! I was just trying to compliment your stupid behind!
âWhat did I say? I just asked you if you were ready.
âIt was the way you said it.
âSometimes you get on my nerves, Keisha.
âMe? Youâve got to be kidding! Do you know what I put up with from you? If I hear one more sob story from you, I think Iâll puke!
âSo thatâs the way you feel about it! I thought you cared! I thought you were the only one in the world who really, really, cared!
âI do care, Andy. Itâs just that sometimes itâs just too much!
âWhy donât you just go to hell!
âI believe thatâs what Iâm getting out of. Good-bye, Andy.
âWait a minute! You canât leave! What about your song?
â You sing it!
Private Pain
Andy and His
Mom at Home
MARCH 30, 11:00 P.M.
âAndy, youâre home early. How was the talent show?
âWhat do you care? You didnât bother to come.
âYou know Iâve had a sinus headache, dear. Whereâs Keisha? I thought you two had planned to watch a movie on cable tonight.
âShe went home. She had a headache. I guess itâs something all women get.
âWell, fix yourself something to eat, and Iâm going to turn in. I have a sorority meeting here tomorrow, so donât muss up the house.
âYeah, whatever.
âAndy, is there anything wrong? You seem a little distracted
Rhonda
âI Doâ
Tyroneâs Letter to
Rhonda (Passed to Her
during English Class)
MARCH 15
Dear Rhonda,
YES.
Tyrone
Public Pleasure,
Private Pain
Talent Show at School
MARCH 30
âLadies and Gentlemen!! Welcome to the Fifteenth Annual Hazelwood High School Talent Show. And I, Andrew Marvelous Jackson the First, will be your magnificent Master of Ceremonies! Weâll be rappinâ and scratchinâ and bumpinâ and jumpinâ! We gonna electrify your senses and bombard your brain with the sounds that make you want to get down! So, letâs get busy!!!
Â
âRhonda, come here. You wanna see a striptease show from backstage? Stand here by the curtain so they canât see you from the audience.
âGirl, Keisha, what are you talkinâ about?
âLook at Andy! Look what heâs doinâ!
âHeâs takinâ off his clothes! No, heâs just pretendinâ. Wait a minuteâhe took off his shirt! Everybodyâs dyinâ laughinâ! Oh, no! He wouldnât dare! Heâs unbucklinâ his belt! This is too funny! Keisha, heâs crazy!
âRhonda, look! Mrs. Jawes is starting down the aisle! I donât think she finds it very funny.
âPsst, Andy! Old Thunder Jaws is headinâ your way!
âWhew! Heâs putting his shirt back on. And the song is almost over. Did she go back to her roost?
âYeah, but sheâs got daggers in her eyes.
âRhonda, speaking of eyes, could you see Andyâs face while he was dancing out there?
âThe lights made it hard to see, but yeah, I did notice that his face looked funny.
âYou know, with all that laughter and silliness out there, Andy wasnât smiling. Shhh, here he comesâ¦
âYouâre doing a great job out there, Andy. They love you. That was so funny when you pretended to do that striptease in the background while Rashawn was singing, âBaby, Baby, Please!â
âYeah, yeah, yeah. Is your group ready to sing, Keisha? If youâd spend more time gettinâ yourself together and less time spyinâ on me, this show could get over with by midnight. We ainât got all night, you know.
âHey, you donât have to talk to me like that! I was just trying to compliment your stupid behind!
âWhat did I say? I just asked you if you were ready.
âIt was the way you said it.
âSometimes you get on my nerves, Keisha.
âMe? Youâve got to be kidding! Do you know what I put up with from you? If I hear one more sob story from you, I think Iâll puke!
âSo thatâs the way you feel about it! I thought you cared! I thought you were the only one in the world who really, really, cared!
âI do care, Andy. Itâs just that sometimes itâs just too much!
âWhy donât you just go to hell!
âI believe thatâs what Iâm getting out of. Good-bye, Andy.
âWait a minute! You canât leave! What about your song?
â You sing it!
Private Pain
Andy and His
Mom at Home
MARCH 30, 11:00 P.M.
âAndy, youâre home early. How was the talent show?
âWhat do you care? You didnât bother to come.
âYou know Iâve had a sinus headache, dear. Whereâs Keisha? I thought you two had planned to watch a movie on cable tonight.
âShe went home. She had a headache. I guess itâs something all women get.
âWell, fix yourself something to eat, and Iâm going to turn in. I have a sorority meeting here tomorrow, so donât muss up the house.
âYeah, whatever.
âAndy, is there anything wrong? You seem a little distracted
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