To take revenge for Brooke’s slap, Isaiah will propose to Hope.”Read MORE
WHEN A SLAP TURNED INTO REVENGE
Brooke thought one slap would end the argument… she never expected it would push Isaiah straight into someone else’s arms.
EXT. SCHOOL GROUNDS – DAY
Isaiah approaches Brooke, trying to stay calm.
Brooke stands stiff, arms crossed, eyes burning with frustration.
BROOKE
I don’t want to hear it, Isaiah! Just stop! 😡
Isaiah lifts his hands, trying to be peaceful.
ISAIAH
Brooke, please… just listen. I’m not here to argue. I only want to explain.
Before he can take another step—
Brooke SLAPS him sharply. 👋
The echo rings through the air.
Isaiah freezes, stunned.
ISAIAH
Brooke! What was that for?! 😤
Brooke’s anger softens for a moment.
BROOKE
I… I don’t know. I just can’t deal with this right now.
You don’t understand how hurtful it was.
Isaiah clenches his jaw. Hurt turns to anger.
A quiet plan forms in his mind.
INT. ISAIAH’S ROOM – NIGHT
Isaiah paces, replaying the slap over and over.
ISAIAH
(under his breath)
She slapped me… and walked away.
No. Not this time. 😏
He stops. A sly smirk appears.
Hope.
Sweet, innocent, unaware Hope.
The perfect way to make Brooke feel the weight of her actions.
EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS – NEXT DAY
Hope sits under a tree, reading peacefully.
Isaiah approaches with calm confidence.
ISAIAH
Hey, Hope.
Hope looks up and smiles warmly.
HOPE
Hey Isaiah! How are you?
Isaiah leans casually against the tree.
ISAIAH
Actually… I was wondering…
Would you like to go out with me?
Officially… as my girlfriend? 💍
Hope’s eyes widen, cheeks turning pink.
HOPE
Me? Really?
Isaiah… are you serious?
ISAIAH
(smiling softly)
Completely.
I think we’d be great together.
What do you say?
Hope blushes deeper, heart fluttering.
HOPE
I… I’d love to. 😍
Isaiah gently takes her hand.
He smiles—but a bit too confidently.
Revenge is already set in motion.
INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY – LATER
Word spreads fast.
Brooke hears it.
Her chest tightens.
She storms toward Isaiah.
BROOKE
You… you asked Hope out?! Seriously?! 😡
I didn’t expect that from you!
Isaiah meets her glare calmly.
ISAIAH
Yes, Brooke. I did.
And she said yes.
Actions have consequences… don’t they?
Brooke looks away, hurt burning under her anger.
Hope, confused, holds Isaiah’s hand tighter.
HOPE
Isaiah… is everything okay?
ISAIAH
(smiling at Hope)
Everything’s perfect now. 😊
Brooke steps back, speechless.
Regret washes over her.
EXT. SCHOOL COURTYARD – DAYS LATER
Isaiah and Hope sit together, laughing softly.
Their bond grows naturally now — no pretending.
But every time Brooke walks by, she feels the sting of her own actions.
The slap. The anger.
And now… the consequences.
Isaiah glances at Brooke from a distance —
half triumph, half guilt.
Hope rests her head on his shoulder, unaware of the storm behind his eyes.
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