That Was Then by Kellie Powell

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THAT WAS THEN
By Kellie Powell

WRITTEN: 2001.

SUMMARY: That Was Then is a memory play about high school. Rachel, the narrator, introduces herself and her circle of friends, including Brandon, the enigmatic cynic, Jack, the hopeless romantic, and Seth, who is struggling with the realization that he is gay. Mostly, Rachel tells the story of "growing up with people, having their lives become entwined in yours."

CAST: 3 Men, 3 Women. (Doubling of some parts would be possible.)

LENGTH: 10-Minute.

PAGES: 10.

PERFORMANCE FEES: The fee to produce That Was Then is $15 for each performance. To submit your request, producers and directors may contact Kellie Powell.

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RACHEL I never truly understood what happened between Brandon and Jessica. Jessica and I were never talking anymore, and all Brandon would ever say was,

BRANDON If there was anything I could do over again, I wouldn't have said what I said to her.

RACHEL He wouldn't tell me what it was he said the night they broke up. It was one of Brandon's many, many secrets. And Brandon had a lot of secrets.

BRANDON No one is ever going to know the truth about how I feel, because I am never going to tell them.

RACHEL That was how I explained to myself how he seemed to take everything so calmly. Brandon was somewhat of a mystery to me. Not like Jack. I had known Jack so long that I felt like we understood each other. We shared one thing above all: our feelings about love. What love should be. It was,

JACK Love is like a rhinoceros; short-sighted, if it cannot find a way, it will make one.

RACHEL But it was more than that. Jack was funny, and poetic... and he was a god among men. I don't really know if Cynthia knew it or not. Somehow, I think... I felt that she did.

Plays by Josh Weckesser & Kellie Powell