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A room set up like a bedroom but with all the belongings packed up in boxes (gives the appearance of having just been moved into). Nicola is sitting on the bed.

Nicola: My third move in 6 months. Who shall I be this time? I'm running out of ideas. The first time I was Nix. I followed the 'popular'' crew around, always there, always just one step behind. Worrying about stuff I didnâ''t actually care about like who had supposedly said this to who behind who else's back.
The second time I was Nikki. I dyed my hair black; I wore my jeans black; my tops black; my nails black. I hated it; the looks people gave me in the street as they muttered 'emo'.
This time I'll be me, Nicola.

Up till now Nicola had been wearing all black, she takes from a box on the ground some make-up remover with which she wipes off all the black eye make-up she had been wearing. She then moves onto her nails from which she wipes off the black nail varnish. When she has finished she digs into another box and takes out a rainbow coloured woolly jumper which she pulls on over her black clothes. She takes out a bin bag and throws into it all her black clothes.