At Bandile’s house party. Ethan and some other boys are there. They’re sitting around the fire, playing music and chatting.

ETHAN: Hey Chris, put on that rap song you played at break today. It was sick!

Chris turns up the music. The boys are joking and dancing.

ETHAN: Ahh, Jay-Z! Old school!

BANDILE: Yo, what did Jay-Z call Beyonce’ before they got married?

ETHAN: Tell us man.

BANDILE: Feyonce’!!

ETHAN: (Laughing) where do you come up with this junk, Bandile? You really are a smartass.

Ethan and the other boys laugh at his joke.

BANDILE: Haha, what can I say, Ethan? Not everyone’s this talented.

ETHAN: Okay Mr Comedian! Zuri doesn’t find you so funny, now does she?

BANDILE: (impersonating Zuri in a high-pitched voice) Yes, Mrs van Zyl, it’s important we all take protection from HIV. Look at me, I’m so smart.

Ethan is laughing and slapping his thigh.

ETHAN: Aaah, stop it dude, you’re on a roll tonight. You’re just bummed she turned you down.

BANDILE: (pretending to disagree) Yea right!

ETHAN: The truth will come out.

BANDILE: These girls are all so boring, I don’t know why Zuri is so serious. Maybe she does just want to suck up to the teacher.

ETHAN: I don’t have time for the boring PrEP talk. That was the longest lesson ever!

BANDILE: I know man, it’s not like any of us need to worry about HIV anyway.

ETHAN: Yeah, she needs to let it go, I bet she’s a virgin. She wouldn’t need to take PrEP anyway. She’s just trying to sound like she isn’t.

BANDILE: She doesn’t know what’s good for her, she turned down this!

He motions at himself from head to toe.

ETHAN: You made that easy! Anyway, I told you to go for someone else in the grade.

BANDILE: Yea, well she’s just being stuck up and acting like a know-it-all.

ETHAN: She goes off about this PrEP stuff and aids prevention all the time. It’s getting old. Do you know anyone who’s used PrEP before?

BANDILE: Of course not! Why would I? I don’t even know anyone who is HIV positive.

ETHAN: Same, not my problem.

BANDILE: We’re here to have a jol, let’s get some snacks from inside.

Mrs Dlamini has been accidentally listening to the two boys through the bathroom window. Her heart sinks, and she’s disappointed in her son. She has a secret she’s been hiding from him. Is it time she finally tells him the truth?

In the kitchen, Bandile is looking for snacks.

BANDILE: Mama! Where did you put those chips I saw earlier?

MRS DLAMINI: They’re on the table by the window, my boy.

BANDILE: Thank you, Ma, let me know if our music is too loud.

MRS DLAMINI: It’s okay, don’t worry about the music.

BANDILE: Okay, Ma.

MRS DLAMINI:  I’m going to visit Auntie next door for an hour, your friends must leave when I come home. I must speak to you, Bandile, my son.

BANDILE: Is everything okay? What’s the matter?

MRS DLAMINI: There’s something I should have told you a long time ago, I haven’t been completely honest with you, my boy. We’ll speak later.

She disappears through the back door.