Cat on a Hot Tin Roof Narration

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof Narration

  • Submitted By: bms1117
  • Date Submitted: 11/26/2008 9:49 AM
  • Category: English
  • Words: 470
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Anna : Hey Sara, whats up? Sara : Oh, just the usual. Hangin’ in there. Anna : Ahh… Sara : So, my parents invited you to come with us to Florida. Your mom and dad said you could go, wanna come? Anna : Oh yeah, that sounds great! Sara : Oh and by the way, were probably going to the Jonas Brothers concert! Anna : Oh my gosh, were going to see the Jonas Brothers! (Anna and Sara run off the stage. Come back on and pretend to ask there parents if there ready to start packing, and leave at five!) Anna : This is going to be awesome. We just have to get to that hotel room in time. They probably won’t hold that room for you. Sare : Yeah that’s true! (Sara and Anna finish packing and they got in the car and drove to the hotel in Georgia) Sara : Were at the hotel room finally. I had to stretch my legs sometime. Goodness… Hey mom, what time are we leaving tomorrow to get to the hotel there for the concert and stuff? Mrs. Turner : Hmm… Probably around 3 P.M. we’ll leave. The concert is at 5, it’ll just take about an hour to get to Florida. Then we’ll just get to the concert in time. Anna : Can I open the door to the room. I’ve never done that with one of those card things. Mrs. Turner : Oh yeah, sure. (Mrs. Turner gives her the card. Anna opens the door and everyone smiles in amazement.) Anna : Look at this hotel room, it’s awesome! Sara : Mom, you never told me it was gonna look like this! Mrs. Turner : I wanted to surprise you. (Everyone gets and packed and by 12 they go to bed. In the morning they get up and pack there clothes and leave for the concert. Mrs. Turner, Sara and Anna arrive at the concert.) Anna : I can’t believe were gonna see the Jonas Brothers! Are we gonna get their autographs? Sara : Are we mom? Mrs. Turner : Sure. Just for Sara and her friend. Sara and Anna : YES! THANK YOU! (They walk into the gate and give the guards their tickets. They go to their FRONT ROW seats.) Anna : Oh my god. THERE THEY ARE! Sara : Yep. Look at Joe and...

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