After a lot more note taking and sleepless
nights...here is my complete synopsis building on from my 25 word pitch. I hope
you like it...leave a comment and let me know what you think!
Bonnie, a pretty, blonde teenage girl wonders
nervously around her room on tip toes, desperately searching for something to
wear. Her stomach is filled with butterflies as she fights to overcome the
first date jitters that threaten to develop into a full-blown panic attack.
Bonnie ultimately reaches for the delicate fabric of a beautiful black evening
dress. She slips it gently over her head and silently studies her appearance in
the mirror. Bonnie is not completely satisfied, but she knows it's the best she
can do. Slowly taking a seat in front of her dressing table, Bonnie struggles
to apply dark, smoky eye make up and a blood red lip stick with unsteady hands.
She reaches for her Mother's favourite earrings, savoured only for special
occasions. Still shaking with nerves, Bonnie feels a sudden sharp pain as she
accidentally pierces her finger tip with the pin of the earring. Sternly she
scolds herself, ordering herself to stay calm. Eyes watering in pain, she sucks
bead of blood off her finger tip and slides the earrings into her ears silently
before fixing the curls in her long, flowing hair.
Sat alone downstairs, every minute feels like an
hour. Time could not pass more slowly as Bonnie attempts to be patient,
wondering when her date will arrive at her door. Bonnie focuses on her
favourite black high heeled shoes and tries hopelessly to erase all thoughts
from her mind. She jumps at the loud thumping of a fist on her front door.
He's here. As she crosses the living room, it all begins to feel too
real. Yet she puts on a smile that suggests an air of confidence and
leans nonchalant against the wall as she pulls the door open.
Bonnie reveals Nate, a handsome teenage boy with
dark hair, odd strands falling out of his black, woollen hat, and a
crooked smile. He glances at her mischievously and let's out a little laugh. He
stands before her clearly not having taken as much pride in his
appearance, dressed casually. Bonnie lets out a laugh too as she looks down at
her impossibly high heels, before removing them and stepping into some more
comfortable footwear.
Bonnie is confused. She follows Nate cautiously
through the bare winter trees. They step through grass as high as their knees
and Bonnie struggles to preserve the fabric of her evening dress. Suddenly Nate
stops and Bonnie knows that they have reached their destination. She looks
around, bewildered for a moment, before noticing the large, crumbling farmhouse
looming before her. Bonnie shivers. Yet, next to Nate, she feels safer. He
explains the history of the building and Bonnie stands in awe. Not at the old
barn, no, about that she couldn't care less, but at Nate. He is animated, in
his element as he continues to talk in his thick, Northern accent. Bonnie feels
as though what she had been allowed to see today, is something not many girls
are given the privilege to see. She likes this thought.
Taking Nate's hand, Bonnie steps through the
fence, ignoring the angry red sign warning against entering the dangerous
building. Her fear has all but evaporated. She watches Nate skilfully work at
the latch on the door, observing his every feature in order to relive this
moment later.
A voice. Bonnie can hear a voice. Whispering.
Calling out to her. She can't control her movements. She must turn around. She
must leave Nate and step forwards, and forwards again. Then she spots it, the
most beautiful locket in the world, dangling lonely and out of place from a
tree branch. She grasps it tightly between her fingers. Suddenly, Nate is
behind her. He pulls the necklace from her grasp and observes it closely.
Bonnie doesn't like this, she feels a sudden surge of anger...I found it
first! Nate, sensing her agitation, lifts her thick, blonde curls and
gently places the silver chain around her neck. Bonnie feels at peace once
more. She holds Nate, feeling happier than she has in a long time.
At home, Bonnie runs a hot bath. She is looking
forward to relaxing and contemplating the events of this day. It's certainly
not a first date that she will ever forget. She steps into the water and bathes
for a while, a smile on her lips.
She can hear that voice again. Or can she? It's
hard to tell. It has been echoing in her mind ever since she returned home.
What is it saying? Then it's gone again and she is sure that she imagined it.
She rests in silence for a couple minutes more.
Bonnie begins to feel out of breath. Is it
another one of those panic attacks? It had been years since she'd last
experienced the trauma of one. Yet, her throat was beginning to feel tight and
she found herself gasping for air. She presses her fingertips against her neck
only to feel the metal of the locket. The chain is squeezing, preventing air
from entering her lungs. Bonnie begins to panic. She splutters and kicks and
bath water is thrown in every direction. The voice is back, louder and more
urgent. This time, Bonnie knows it is real. Suddenly, she has no desire to
fight. She stops kicking and lies back, letting everything slip away.
I hope you like it! I
think it must be time to get scripting and storyboarding. I apologise for
writing a novel... got a little carried away!
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