SIPHO, in school uniform, enters and sits alone. ANDILE, also in school uniform, enters and takes a seat beside him.
ANDILE: Hey Cheese boy, why you looking so sad today?
SIPHO shrugs.
ANDILE: Girl troubles?
SIPHO: How'd you know? ANDILE: I always used to see you hanging out with that girl from Grade 10.
SIPHO [exasperated]: Ja, Simphiwe.
ANDILE: She was fresh, yellow-bone, ishandapha! What happened?
SIPHO: She met someone else.
ANDILE: Those sugar daddies have all the fun.
SIPHO: Wangigabha. She told me about him yesterday.
ANDILE: How's your heart, mfana?
SIPHO: Ai, it's heavy, bra. [Pause. SIPHO looks at ANDILE.]
Where have you been? I haven't seen you around school for a while.
ANDILE: I had some business to take care of.
SIPHO: What kind of business?
ANDILE: Just some sales.
SIPHO: What you slagin’?
ANDILE: Ah Cheese boy, you ask a lot of questions, hey.
SIPHO: My friend Themba says that you are trappin’.
ANDILE [laughing]: Is that what Themba says?
SIPHO: Ja, he says you sell from behind Emmanuel's store, after school.
ANDILE: Sell what?
SIPHO: Whoonga.
ANDILE [unconvincingly]: Na, he must have me confused with someone else. I'm innocent.
SIPHO: He says you are blazing as well, says that's why you always fall asleep in class.
ANDILE: Why are you so interested? [Pause.] You ever tried it?
SIPHO: Tried what?
ANDILE: To smoke …
SIPHO: Cigarettes?
ANDILE: No … umziko, khethe, straw?
SIPHO: No.
ANDILE: I bet you'd like it.
SIPHO: You think so?
ANDILE: I don't think so, I know so! That heaviness you speak of. That pain in your heart. You can make it go away. I had it too, Cheese boy. When I was in Jozi my girl of three years left me. Three years! I was going mad without her. UMa ngala ungibangela iscefe, the teachers at school, complaining about my grades. I was in trouble with the blue uniform. The world felt like it was pushing down on me. [Pause.] My friend Zorro brought some to school one day. [Pause.] A few puffs and none of it mattered anymore. I was hovering above everything. It's like you're floating … floating above all the hurt and pain. I was the owner of the whole territory, man. [Beat.] Tomorrow you should come with me.