You Made A Black Girl By Minna Davies | #YMABGB



The door cracks open, we don’t see who comes in yet, but Mike is focused on him, surprised. 

MX 
Mike, meet Sam 

Sam has a happy smile on his face, with two guards behind him. 

SAM 
I have heard so much about you. 
I am going to make you a star.  
I even saw you fight that  
Friday night. 

MIKE 
I know you. 

SAM 
Even better. 

The two guards brings out their gun pointing it at Mx and MIKE 

SAM 
Then you know what I want. 

MX 
What the hell is happening? 

SAM 
Where is she? 

MIKE 
I don’t know what you are talking 
About. 


One of the guards gets closer to him with the gunmike immediately grabs his wrist up, twist the gun down breaking his finger from the trigger takes the gun. He knocks the guard out with a punch and points it back at Sam, but the other guard is already holding MX with a gun behind his head. 

SAMs 
Beautiful triangle, you kill me  
you and your brother dies. 


MX 
(Panicking) 
Mike, I have a freaking gun on my head. 

MIKE 
Oh really, I did not know, thanks for  
Pointing that out. 

MX 
Drop the gun Mike. 

MIKE 
Why don’t you tell the person with a  
Gun on your head to drop his gun. 

Mx looks at the guard, his face is not exactly pleasing, with a big mole on his lips. 

MX 
(Irritated) 
How do you kiss? 

The guard groans at him. 

MX 
Mike, I don’t think he likes me. 

SAM 
You shut up. 

The guard squeezing his throat 

MX 
(Struggling to talk) 
Wait before I do that, can you  
Tell him to take it easy with me. 
(hitting the guards hand to  
release his throats) 
Hey nigga I can’t breathe 

He releases him a little. 

MX 
Thank you. 

MIKE 
What do you want? 
SAM 
I already mentioned it. Where 
Is she? 

BASKET BALL COURT, DAY 

Anjola and Bunmi sitting watchingBen and his friends play basketball. 

Ben throws the ball at Bunmi she catches it surprised, confused at what to do next. 

BENJAMIN  
Come on, make a basket. 

BUNMI 
I don’t think I can. 

ANJOLA 
You never know till you try. 

BUNMI 
(She throws the ball back at him) 
I am honestly not in the mood to play. 

BENJAMIN  
Okay, he continues with his friends. 

ANJOLA 
You don’t have to let it eat  
You up. 

BUNMI 
She rejected me again Anjola, 
I feel like a rag. 

ANJOLA 
You must be the prettiest rag ever. 

BUNMI 
Stop it.  

ANJOLA 
That Margaret woman,  
You are seeing her today? 


BUNMI 
Yeah. 

ANJOLA 
Why did you call her? 

BUNMI 
I don’t know, she is the first 
Woman that has ever shown interest  
In me, like a mother. 

ANJOLA 
You know I am here for you right. 

BUNMI 
(being sarcastic) 
You owe me your life. 

ANJOLA 
(smiling) 
Yeah I do. Where are you going 
To from here? 

BUNMI 
The club. 

ANJOLA 
I have never been there. 

BUNMI 
Not my fault. 

Anjola runs off to the court, takes the ball from one of the players, they start complaining, and she shoots and makes a basket. 

ANJOLA 
Don’t test me guys. 

Bunmi just laughs a little as they both share a cheesy smile 


CLUB, OFFICE, DAY 
They still have the guns on their faces, only this time Sam is taking a drink sitting. 


SAM 
This is exhausting. 

MIKE 
I really cannot help you. 

SAM 
I know you are Margaret’s brother. 

MIKE 
So? 

SAM 
So your family is bunch of 
Sick people? 

MX 
Tell me about it. 

SAM 
Shut up. I think we need to get 
A little serious here, shoot him in  
The leg. 

MX 
ME or him? 

SAM 
You. 

MX 
Oh shit please, I am the innocent  
One here. 

MIKE 
If you shoot him, I would 
Shoot you. 

SAM 
I dare you. 

The door gently cracks open, there attention shifts to the door, Bunmi’s voice is heard behind the door 

BUNMI 
Hey Harry, give me a minute…. 

MIKE 
(To himself) 
Oh shit. 


……………………. YOU MADE A BLACK GIRL BLUSH BY MINNA DAVIES………….. 
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