[SIMONE is still in the shower. The mascara from the previous night is smudged around her eyes, black tear trails
    streak her cheeks. The buddhist prayer beads are now wrapped around her left wrist]

MOTHER IMMACULATA: Simone?
SIMONE: (Turning off the water) J…just a minute!!

  [MOTHER IMMACULATA enters the bathroom. SIMONE yells out and steps behind the shower curtain. MOTHER  EMACULATA smiles sweetly at her, pulling a towel down from the door]

MOTHER IMMACULATA: Oh Simone, don’t be so shy! (She laughs)
SIMONE: I told you to wait
MOTHER IMMACULATA: Now darling, come on [She holds out the towel, gesturing SIMONE to come forward]
SIMONE: No, i.. (She is cut off by MOTHER IMMACULATA)
MOTHER IMMACULATA: (She is visibly angry) Simone!

  [SIMONE steps from the shower, her eyes direct on the floor. MOTHER IMMACULATA wraps the towel around her,
   running her fingers through SIMONE’S hair. SIMONE is in great discomfort. MOTHER IMMACULATA trails her fingers  down SIMONE’S left shoulder and arm, and    rests her hands on the buddhist prayer beads. SIMONE looks at      MOTHER IMMACULATA apprehensively. MOTHER IMMACULATA glances around the room, noticing ANNABELLE’S dress on the floor. She pauses for a moment, raising her hand to stroke SIMONE’S cheek]

MOTHER IMMACULATA: Simone, you should know better. (She rests her hand on SIMONE’S shoulder) 
SIMONE: (Cleary shocked at MOTHER IMMACULATA’s reaction) I….i..
MOTHER IMMACULATA: I’m sure this information need not be revealed to the whole school Simone. I suggest that you move in with Michael as soon as possible, and i shall remove Miss Tillman from the school.
SIMONE: (Still shocked) I don’t…are you not…i.. (She is cut off by MOTHER IMMACULATA)
MOTHER IMMACULATA: Simone, this school will not have it’s reputation ruined by you and that silly little girl. If you fail to comply with what i ask Simone, i’m afraid i will have to report what has happened.
SIMONE: I ended things with Michael….You said he wasn’t good enough for me… I don’t want to be with Mich..(She is cut off)
MOTHER IMMACULATA: Simone, you do not have a choice in this. (Getting increasingly angry) You will do what i say.
 
  [SIMONE reaches up and knocks MOTHER IMMACULATA’S hand away, staring boldly at MOTHER IMMACULATA]

MOTHER IMMACULATA: You leave me no choice. I want to see you in my office right now.