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HYPNOTIZING BOYS



By Ken Morgan



 



NICOLE



I’m so mad at them.



 



FAITH



Nicole, you’ve been in a bad mood all night.  Who are you mad at now?



 



NICOLE



Those boys.



 



FAITH



Why?



 



NICOLE



All they did was stare at us all night.   It made me feel creepy.



 



FAITH



I didn’t mind.



 



NICOLE



I know.  That made me mad too.  Faith, you’re such a show-off.



 



FAITH



Me?



 



NICOLE



Duh, you.



 



FAITH



Nicole, I’m not a show-off!



 



NICOLE



Faith, you are!  All night long, you were posing for them.  Even when you had your back to them, sometimes, I swear, you can tell when they’re looking at you even when you can’t see them.



 



FAITH



Of course I can.



 



NICOLE
Oh, jeez…



 



FAITH



But that doesn’t make me a show-off…



 



NICOLE



What then?  Oh never mind.  Why do you do that?



 



FAITH



I get a kick out of hypnotizing them.



 



NICOLE



Hypnotizing them?  Hypnotizing them?



 



FAITH



Yeah.



 



NICOLE
What do you mean, hypnotizing them?



 



FAITH
I mean – I just learned how to hypnotize them, that’s all.  And it’s fun.  It’s a game, I mean, I don’t mean anything by it.



 



NICOLE
You think you can hypnotize them?



 



FAITH



I know I can.  I do it all the time.



 



NICOLE
How?



 



FAITH



Just by – well, doing things.



 



NICOLE



What things?



 



FAITH



Nicole, hypnotism is easy.  You don’t need a watch.  Or a coin.  All you need is to be looked at.



 



NICOLE



And you’ve become so good at that.  When did you figure this out?



 



FAITH



When I was fifteen



 



NICOLE



Fifteen?  What happened?  What did they do?



 



FAITH



They?  The boys?  They didn’t do anything.  I did it all.



 



NICOLE



Oh my god Faith, what did you do?



 



FAITH



Me and some of the other girls had gone to a tumbling camp, and we were practicing the stunts in my yard.  When it came my turn – well, I’ll show you, I did a front roll tuck (does it).  A handstand into a front roll (does it).  A cartwheel, and a cartwheel with a kip (does it).



 



NICOLE



This worked?  You decided this was the way to hypnotize boys??



 



FAITH



Well not right away.  I mean, the girls I was with were watching of course, and suggesting things, that I could do, but well, I just noticed…



 



NICOLE



Noticed what?



 



FAITH



Noticed the boys were watching me too.



 



NICOLE



That never happened before?



 



FAITH



Probably, but I’d never noticed it before.  At least not like….



 



My brother had his friends over for something, you know them, Robert, Jimmy, the other Jimmy, that Wayne guy.  They were sitting by the pool, but instead of talking, they were all watching me.  Even my brother.  They all had these grins on their faces, but there was something else.  They had this look on their faces (imitates the look).  Like they didn’t even know where they were anymore, or something.



 



NICOLE



While you were doing the stunts.



 



FAITH



While I was doing the stunts.



 



NICOLE



It didn’t bother you?



 



FAITH



I liked it.  I did a few more stunts, but then the other girls wanted their turn.  The boys watched them too.  I wanted them to watch me.



 



NICOLE



That doesn’t sound like hypnotizing them.



 



FAITH



That happened later.



 



NICOLE
Later?



 



FAITH



Look, that night, I checked myself out in a mirror in my bedroom.  Even did a few stunts in front of it.  And I found out what it was they were looking at.  I’d developed.



 



NICOLE
You didn’t notice that before?



 



FAITH



I’d noticed it.  But now – doing that - I noticed it like they noticed it.  And like everybody else everywhere would notice it.  I saw what they were looking at, like they would look at it.  I liked what I saw, and I wanted them to like what they saw.  And I wanted to see them, see their faces, as they liked what they saw.



 



NICOLE



Faith, you are so full of yourself.



 



FAITH



Let me finish.  The next weekend, the boys were at the pool again, and my friends were over.  I brought out a tape player, and we started doing our tumbling again.  I had some of the other girls go first, to make sure that the boys were looking, then I went.



 



NICOLE



To try to hypnotize them.  What, the other girls couldn’t do it?



 



FAITH



They didn’t try what I tried.



 



NICOLE



Do I want to hear this?



 



FAITH



It was a hot day.  I was wearing a short tee-shirt that showed my belly button.  No bra underneath, and it was pretty sheer.  I made sure it got wet.  Over that, a pair of bib overalls that I’d cut off into shorts, and earlier, I’d cut them down even shorter.  They were way too big for me too, so the legs of the shorts were really loose-fitting, and rode up a lot when I tumbled.



 



NICOLE



I bet that did get the boys looking.



 



FAITH



More than just looking.  I’d thought about what I’d seen in the mirror, and I was really curious about how the boys would react to those loose shorts.



 



I wasn’t wearing any panties.



 



NICOLE
Faith!



 



FAITH



I started my routines to the music.  The front-roll tuck again. (does it) The handstand into a front roll.  (does it) And of course the cartwheels.  The legs of my shorts really rode up during the cartwheels, and the boys noticed.  My, my, how they did notice.  I did a few more things, then I did a headstand (does headstand) and then did the splits like this (does so).



 



(Talks upside down) I watched the boys watching me while I did that.  I was upside down, but I could see the same look was on their faces again.  Like they didn’t know where they were.  And this time they weren’t grinning.  Their mouths were wide open.  Their eyes were big. (Cartwheels to standing position)



 



Don’t you see?  I’d hypnotized them.



 



NICOLE



Yeah.  I mean, yeah, I get it.



 



FAITH



I could feel their eyes burning into me every time I did a stunt.  Doesn’t that sound weird, that you can feel somebody’s eyes on you?  But you can you know.  Having somebody watch you is like a being a flower being warmed by the sun.  Like you can feel it giving you strength or something.  And I got a big kick out of having the power to make them look, and to hypnotize them like that.  I kept doing stunts for a long time, and the boys kept watching.  Wayne starting pouring a soda, and didn’t notice he’d missed the glass till it hit his feet.  Some of the boys must have felt guilty about looking, because they kinda looked away, but I could see them peeking out of the corners of their eyes.



 



And best of all Robert got up to go into the house just as I jumped and did the splits in mid-air.  (Mimic’s him)  He kept on looking with this goofy look on his face, and pow!, walked right into the door.



 



And that’s how it began.



 



NICOLE



Oh my.



 



FAITH



Sure, it’s a way of getting the attention I feel I deserve.  Being seen, and being admired is like, it means that my feelings about that are correct.  Sometimes when I’m wearing something sexy, I stare into a mirror, and I hypnotize myself.



 



NICOLE



Oh my.  Oh my.  Oh Faith – I – eww.  I mean, the other girls were there, how did they react?



 



FAITH



The boys looked at them – but they didn’t hypnotize them.  I did.



 



NICOLE



This is why I don’t like being with you, you are so competitive!



 



FAITH



I guess there is a competition thing to it all, like, when I walk into a nightclub, I want the boys to look at me instead of their girlfriends.  But you know, I usually find myself looking at their girlfriends too.  It works both ways.  I think women are beautiful too.



 



NICOLE



What do you mean?



 



FAITH



I’m not a lesbian or anything, but I find myself being just as hypnotized as the boys are.  One reason I like the summer, with the summer dresses girl’s wear.  A lot of the girls don’t wear anything under them, and you can tell, looking at them.  I sometimes lose track of time watching them.



 



Do you do that?



 



NICOLE



Ummm…



 



FAITH



I wonder if they lose track of time watching me?  I hope so.  A lot of girls seem to hate to admit it, but I’m sure they enjoy being looked at.  I don’t hate to admit it.  In fact, what I hate is when nobody looks at all.  I hate feeling invisible.



 



I want to be seen, and recognized, and admired.  I want to see their eyes open wide, and their mouths relax.  I want to feel their eyes on me as I walk across a room.



 



I’m not going to be ignored.



 



NICOLE



I’m so mad at you.



 



FAITH



You’re jealous of me.



 



NICOLE
No, I’m not!  I’m not some exhibitionist like you!



 



FAITH



I never said I was an exhibitionist.   I’m a hypnotist.  There’s a difference.



 



NICOLE



A difference…



 



FAITH



Yes.



 



NICOLE



Show me.  Show me the difference.



 



FAITH



You want me to show you?



 



NICOLE
Yes.



 



FAITH



You have a big mirror at your house, right?



 



NICOLE



Yes.



 



FAITH



Well then, I’ll show you, under one condition.



 



NICOLE



What?



 



FAITH



You have to watch me.



 



NICOLE
I get it.   Ok.



 



FAITH



You can’t turn your gaze away, you know.



 



NICOLE



Yes.



 



FAITH
You’ve got to get into it.  Get lost in it, like, just enjoy the looking.



 



NICOLE



When I do it, will you be watching me?



 



FAITH



Well - it has to be something worth watching.



 



NICOLE



Oh, you’re worth watching, I’m not?



 



FAITH



Yes.  Yes, I’ll be watching.  You’ll feel me watching.  Soon, you’ll know when everyone’s watching.  You’ll be able to feel it.  It feels warm.



 



NICOLE



You make me so mad….



 



(Exit)



 



 

Last edited on Thu Oct 5th, 2006 08:00 am by KENACT

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There is something wonderfully surreal about this piece.  I really liked it.  My favourite part is when she sees herself the way others do.  There is something really intuitive...magical in that.

Nicole is a bit, well, she's used as more of a vehical for Faith to tell her story.  I'd like to see a bit more to her, what are the stakes for her?  It would also be nice if we knew she was mad/jealous, without actually mentioning it, even denying it would give her a little more dimension.

There was a while, as I read, I thought, this is a monologue...we don't need Nicole, but the end leads you to a very interesting place...sexually, and I think it's important.  Where you leave off, in the mind of the audience, is an entirely new play.

Very well done.

Paddy

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