Ian's Girl

It's outside at night and the gang are obviously getting ready to leave.

Joanna:
Ian?

Ian:
Where are the lads?

Ian puts the guitar down and starts cleaning up.

Joanna:
Picking up the band. You don't have to clean up.

Ian:
I don't mind.

Joanna:
Where are your things? Silence I knew you wouldn't go.

Ian:
I didn't say that.

Joanna:
Didn't have to.

Ian:
I love you Joanna. I'm sorry. He hugs her
Will comes in.

Will:
Any sign of him? Oh sorry. Good you're here. Well let's get started then.

Ian:
I'm not going Will. I've got a big chemistry test tomorrow. Can't miss that can I? (to Will) Going to wish me luck?

We cut to Shorofsky's classroom.

Ian:
Mr. Shorofsky may I have a word? You probably heard that I was leaving the school.

Shorofsky:
I did. And I admit I was very disappointed.

Ian:
Well anyway ..I didn't

Shorofsky:
If Sikovia had anything to do with your decision to leave then I'm doubly sorry. I was wrong.

Ian:
I don't hate classical music. I like it actually. It's..my music - it's how I speak. It's what I want to say..

Shorofsky:
But you must continue with the other as well.

Ian:
That's why I'm here. But you have to understand... Mr. Shorofsky I want your respect. I am a good musician.

Shorofsky:
I never doubted it for a moment.

Ian:
Thank you Sir.

Back to the school hallway, and Ian is again catching up with Reggie.

Ian:
What's for lunch?

Reggie:
Peanut butter and pickle.

Ian:
It's early, so I have off.

Reggie:
You wish!