1. JAMES
2. ANGELA’S MOM
3. HOLLY
4. SOPHIE
5. ANGELA
(Curtains open)
ACT I, SCENE I
(SUNDAY: In Angela’s dining room. They are all sitting in chairs.)
(Sophie, Angela and Holly are talking. James makes a loud farting noise. Everybody laughs.)
ANGELA’S MOM
Hey kids, how’s it going?
HOLLY
It’s going great Mrs. W.
ANGELA’S MOM
Hey, I was wondering if you wrote poetry.
HOLLY
I write like an angel!
(Bats eyes and smiles widely)
SOPHIE
I can write… I guess.
ANGELA’S MOM
OK, good, good. I know Angela and James…
(Looks over to James)
James, quit making faces!
JAMES
(Makes faces while he’s saying)
I’m… not… making… faces!
ANGELA’S MOM
(Sighs)
Well, I got this flyer from my friend that said there was going to be a poetry contest held for ages 13 plus. You just have to write one and send it in.
ANGELA
Squeals) Oh, that’s so cool!
HOLLY
Ooh! A poetry contest! I never knew that this day would come in my young, fame-filled life!
ANGELA
Oh as if!
(Sticks out tongue at Holly)
So, mom, when do we have to send them in?
ANGELA’S MOM
The deadline is next Tuesday, so start now. I’ll get some paper.
(James pokes Holly in the arm)
HOLLY
Angrily) Ow! Quit it stupid!
ANGELA’S MOM
Sternly and annoyed) James P. Walker! Apologize now!
JAMES
Mutters) Sorry . . . oh yeah Holly, you’re Holly right?
(Angela’s Mom walks over to a cupboard. She goes to get paper. Walks back to the table. Puts paper on the table.)
ANGELA’S MOM
I’ll be in the living room if you need me.
(Walks off stage.)
(Everybody is quiet. They have dreamy and bored expressions.)
(Holly looks over at everybody)
HOLLY
(Empathizes “bored” is held out long)
Sighs loudly) I’m so bored!
ANGELA
Well, let’s talk ‘bout what we wanna write about… I mean, so then we can, like, get more ideas and stuff. You know…
JAMES
Say, does anybody wanna piece of pie now? I’m starved.
(James walks over to the counter. Then grabs a pie tin with a pie in it, gets a spoon, turns towards the girls and begins to eat the entire pie.)
ANGELA
Shouts) Mom! James is being a pig! He’s eating pie and not sharing!
ANGELA’S MOM
Screams from offstage) James P. Walker! Get your butt over here this instant!
JAMES
(James mouth is full of pie)
Shouts) Buff mum! I waf hungee!
(He meant: But mom! I was hungry!)
ANGELA’S MOM
Screams) Oh for the love of Pete, James, get over here right now!
(James stomps off stage)
HOLLY
Angrily) Man, James is such a… boy!
SOPHIE
Did you want him to take that as an insult?
ANGELA
Oh man, it’s late. I should go get my mom; she’ll probably take you guys home after she’s done yellin’ at my alien.
HOLLY
Did I ever mention that you’re mom is da bomb?
ANGELA
I think so. Tomorrow at lunch, I wanna work on the poem together so like, be there!
Characters needed:
1. ANGELA
2. HOLLY
3. SOPHIE
4. JAMES
ACT I, SCENE 2
(MONDAY: Angela, Sophie and Holly are sitting at a table together in the school lunchroom)
ANGELA
(Turns over to look at Holly)
So, what are you gonna write about?
HOLLY
Don’t matter; I’m great at poetry.
SOPHIE
Laughs) Your lack of talent makes my hair quiver on their ends. And last night, I could feel my feet begin to grow numb as I thought about your poetry.
HOLLY
That’s it Sophie!
(Stomps foot)
I challenge you to a Poetry Say-Off, right here and right now!
SOPHIE
Meekly) Well I can’t possibly do that.
HOLLY
Shouts) Chicken! Chicken! Hey everybody, Sophie is a Chi-Chi-Chicken! Cluck cluck! Ba-gock! Bock! Bock!
SOPHIE
Mutters) OK, I accept the stupid challenge…
HOLLY
Good! Angela, you’re my best friend in the whole wide world! Be honest and admit I’m good with poetry! Better than Sophie who is… un-poetic!
ANGELA
Um OK, sure I guess… do I have a choice?
HOLLY
No! I’ll recite my-
(Flicks hair back)
Masterpiece!
(Clears throat)
There once was a bunny
That liked to eat honey
The bunny got sticky
And it felt ever so icky
Everybody thought it was funny!
SOPHIE
Well, I bet everybody did think it was funny…
JAMES
(Walks over to Sophie, Angela and Holly)
Hey-lo, Whatcha doing?
HOLLY
Scat rat!
JAMES
What? I didn’t do anything! Am I disturbing some sort of… girly-girly ritual?
HOLLY
We’re having a poetry related conversation so scram!
JAMES
Oh, poetry! I’m good with poetry, I think. Red, pink, and purple dawn, in the lake there was a swan… Um…what else rhymes with swan? Lawn…Pawn…Con… How about Pokemon or Donkey John?
HOLLY
(Laughs loudly and obnoxiously, i.e. AHH HAA BAA HAA!)
You’re too un-poetic to notice the trivial importance of the words in poetry!
SOPHIE
Oxy moron.
HOLLY
A what-cha-ma-call-it? Oh, is that some mean name? James, you’re an oxy moron! Ha ha!
(Sophie and Angela giggle. James laughs loudly. Holly growls.)
HOLLY
It’s a better insult than anything you would be able to come up with if your pie depended on it!
JAMES
He he, pie!
HOLLY
Embarrassed yell) I mean life! Life! It’s your entire fault I said pie!
Growls) If you hadn’t eaten that entire pie last night…
ANGELA
Calm down. It was an
(Scratches head)
…OK poem…
HOLLY
Shrieks) Only OK? Holler’s wrath!
(Growls and bears teeth.)
JAMES
Well, I’m gonna scram before the “wrath” (“wrath” is sarcastic) of the Holler gets me.
(Raises head sophisticatedly into the air)
See ya sis!
(Glances at Sophie)
And luck to you Sophie… yeah, Sophie, I’m gettin’ good with this name thing!
(James struts away)
HOLLY
Calls to James) You’re an idiot!
ANGELA
(Gasps)
I think my brother likes you Sophie…
HOLLY
He can’t like Sophie! It’s impossible!
SOPHIE
Slyly) Why can’t he like me? Are the reasons just in fact, you like him?
(Rubs chin)
HOLLY
Shouts) No way! You’re makin’ me sick!
ANGELA
Hmm… When my brother and me came to kindergarten, and he hung away from me and with his other friends, you were always ditching us and picking on him, throwing crayons at him, and callin’ to him, “James! Let’s play wedding!”
(Holly growls and storms out of the lunchroom)
SOPHIE
Her reaction says all; I might want to talk James about this as soon as I can, for her sake and our sanity.
(Angela laughs)
Characters needed
1. HOLLY
2. ANGELA
ACT I, SCENE 3
(TUESDAY NIGHT: Angela and Holly in Angela’s dining room)
HOLLY
Ugh, did you see those two in English?
ANGELA
Well, I didn’t see anything wrong with that. In fact, I think it’s kind of cute!
HOLLY
What do you mean? The fact that they were together is wrong? It was so totally correct!
ANGELA
Don’t you mean incorrect?
HOLLY
Sighs) You know what I mean Angela; you know what I mean…
ANGELA
You know, as much as I hate encouraging your ego, maybe you could win his affection by writing him a poem!
HOLLY
Ew, why would I wanna win his infection?
ANGELA
Shouts) I said affection not infection! Affection, love, his heart!
HOLLY
You’re brilliant girl!
(Scribbles on a paper)
ANGELA
What’re you doin’?
HOLLY
I’m gonna write ‘bout James!
So far I have:
In this beautiful vase
Are beautiful flowers
Beautiful just like
Your beautiful face.
(Angela bursts out laughing.)
ANGELA
You really think that his face is like a vase of flowers? Do you need to buy some glasses?
HOLLY
Quickly says) Your lips keep moving but all I hear is Blah, blah, blah!
ANGELA
Good luck with that poem. I think you’d better go now.
(Holly waves and walks off stage.)
Characters needed
1. ANGELA
2. HOLLY
3. SOPHIE
ACT II, SCENE 1
(THURSDAY: In the lunchroom)
ANGELA
Excited) Holly! Holly! Holly!
HOLLY
Annoyed) Wha-a-at?!
ANGELA
I heard that James has a crush!
HOLLY
Surprised) What?
ANGELA
Yeah, I heard it from Chuck’s EX girlfriends’ cousins’ best friends sister in-law’s mother’s brother’s son David, you know, from math, he called me after I put James in a headlock, and that James has a crush on somebody! Can you believe it? My dorky brother is in love!
HOLLY
Well, spill it you! Who is it?
(Angela shrugs. Holly places her head in her hands. Sighs loudly. Sophie walks over.)
SOPHIE
Hello Angela and Holly.
ANGELA
Say Sophie, did ya know that James Philip Walker has a crush?
SOPHIE
I didn’t know he had a crush...
(Shrugs)
HOLLY
Maybe it’s somebody in our English class…Maybe it’s me! Bwahahahaha!
SOPHIE
Smoothly) Love is opposed to you, therefore making it your opposite.
HOLLY
Who says that love is my opposite?
SOPHIE
Shouts) I say!
HOLLY
Screams) You don’t understand me! I will write a poem and beat you in that contest just to prove it! Be jealous because James will like me!!! Be very jealous!
(Holly runs away)
ANGELA
Wow. I didn’t know that her feelings for him were so… feely! It’s kinda creepy.
SOPHIE
Maybe… I should speak to James and get this straightened out. I’ll try and call him tonight.
ANGELA
I hope it gets better…
(Sophie nods. They shake hands. Walk of stage.)
Characters needed
1. SOPHIE
2. JAMES
ACT II, SCENE 2
(THURSDAY NIGHT: Sophie and James on the phone)
SOPHIE
Hello?
JAMES
Hey, it’s J man James. Yo, what’s cookin’?
SOPHIE
Hello, it’s Sophie. Um- I’ve been hearing things…
JAMES
Like… what sort of things?
SOPHIE
It might seem kind of sudden but I was wondering…
JAMES
Say no more, I will accept pie in any shape or form. Shaken or stirred… preferably baked.
SOPHIE
Shrieks) What? Do you or do you not have feelings for Holly?
JAMES
Disgusted) Ugh, why would you say such things? You should notice by now that she hates me! Besides, this has nothing to do with pie!
SOPHIE
Idiot! Her ways of showing her affection are strange and shy and not shown in the way you probably want but its true! Do you like her or not?
JAMES
Yells) She’s gonna show me her infection?!
SOPHIE
Affection! I swear you’re as stupid as Holly sometimes! Angela thought you liked me but… I thought you liked Holly. I guess I was being naïve…
JAMES
You thought? Angela thought too? Well, you thought wrong! I don’t like Holly! I do have a crush and that is all I’ll tell you but I won’t tell you who, just keep on guessin’. And… it’s not you, so don’t even guess that!
SOPHIE
OK. Bye.
CLICK!
Characters needed
1. ANGELA
2. JAMES
3. ANGELA’S MOM
4. HOLLY
ACT I, SCENE 5
(FRIDAY: In Angela’s dining room.)
ANGELA
Is there any more pie left in the fridge?
JAMES
Sobs) Quit reminding me of what I don’t have! Pie, my beloved pie.
(Angela’s mom walks into the dining room.)
ANGELA’S MOM
Hey kids, what’s hanging?
(Does the thumbs up with her hands)
ANGELA
Whiny) Mom, you’re embarrassing me!
HOLLY
Angela, you’re mom’s cool! Be nice!
ANGELA’S MOM
I thought you said Sophie was coming over.
ANGELA
Well, I’ll call her and make sure she is coming… she told me she was coming over today at school… maybe she forgot. We have to finish the poems then get to the final copy things.
(Angela walks over to the phone and dials the numbers)
(While she is dialing the numbers
JAMES
Hey mom, is there anything I can eat?
ANGELA’S MOM
If I were you, I’d worry if I’m about to eat you.
(James screams and runs off stage. Angela hangs the phone up.)
ANGELA
Sighs) Nobody picked up. Maybe they went out to dinner or something.
ANGELA’S MOM
You can always talk to her tomorrow. I’m going to go look for your brother now. I think that he’s hiding behind the couch again. He’s in dire need to be locked up. Ha ha.
(Angela’s mom walks out of the room)
HOLLY
Do you know why she didn’t show up?
ANGELA
I might, but then again I don’t think I heard correctly.
HOLLY
Well, what did you hear?
ANGELA
Um, well I can’t really say for sure but I’m sure that… It was something that she didn’t want me to hear.
HOLLY
Growls) Tell me!
ANGELA
Ok! Ok! I think that James and Sophie had a fight and now they are ignoring each another or something but I don’t know!
HOLLY
Oh, so you think the reason she didn’t come was because she and James were fighting? Well what if it was just a joke to make you think that? They probably knew you were listening, I mean after all, you’re not the quietest person.
ANGELA
Wails) Oh, you’re impossible! They’re fightin’ and it’s my fault!
HOLLY
There, there. It’s OK; I’m sure… maybe it was just for a play or something?
(Pats Angela on the back)
(Angela puts her head on the table.)
Characters needed
1. JAMES
2. ANGELA
ACT III, SCENE 1
(SATURDAY MORNING: In Angela’s dining room.)
(Angela walks into the room)
JAMES
Hey sis, what’s up?
(Angela mutters and waves one hand in the air to James. Walks over to the fridge. Gets the milk carton. Walks to the table. Sits down at the table. Does nothing.)
JAMES
Cat got your pie?
ANGELA
Mutters) … Tongue…
JAMES
What – oh yeah, he he, how did I mix up pie with tongue?
(Scratches head)
ANGELA
Why were you and Sophie fighting on the phone Thursday night?
JAMES
Shocked) What? What do you mean?
ANGELA
I heard you and her fightin’ on the phone and that is why she did not come yesterday!
JAMES
It was about something really stupid. Do you think Holly likes me?
ANGELA
Where did that topic come up?
JAMES
We had this “fight”
(Waves his fingers up and down)
And it was all about Holly liking me. So does she like me or not? And don’t you dare tell me that you don’t know ‘cause I know you know what Holly knows!
ANGELA
Shouts) OK! Fine, I did have something to do with it! I heard from one of your friends that you had a crush and I was all, ‘Oh my gosh! I have to tell Holly!’
Then Holly was all like, ‘Oh my gosh, who does he like?’
And I was like, ‘I dunno!’
Then she said, ‘Maybe it’s me!’
Then Sophie said, ‘Well, as if! Why would he like a person like you?’
Holly got all-mad a stuff and ran outta the room.
Then, like, Sophie was like, “I think I had best speak to James about this for her sake and our sanity!” Then…
(Inhales loudly)
JAMES
OK! Shush now, you’re gonna wake the folks! Why didn’t you ask me instead of having Sophie and I fight over somethin’ that you could’ve just asked me?
ANGELA
Yells) I thought you liked Holly because you two always fight and fighting usually means liking nowadays… sometimes… never… but… eh hem
Normally) You don’t like Holly, you like Sophie don’t you?
JAMES
Stammers) Well… I… uh… I …
ANGELA
Gasps) Oh my gosh! Like, aren’t our poems due like…? Tuesday or something?
JAMES
Dude, you’re right! Like… We gotta tell Sophie and them! Come on!
ANGELA
You go and get them and I’ll call them and tell them that you’re coming!
JAMES
OK!
(Runs off stage)
Characters needed
1. ANGELA
2. SOPHIE
ACT III, SCENE 2
(SATURDAY MORNING: Angela calling Sophie.)
ANGELA
Hello? Sophie? Sophie?
SOPHIE
Tired) What?
ANGELA
Worried) Oh man! Our poems are due in a couple days! You have to get here ASAP so we can finish them! James is on his way to get you!
SOPHIE
I can’t…
(Yawns loudly)
ANGELA
Gasps) Why? What’s wrong with you woman?!
SOPIHE
Tired) I… just can’t. Besides… I already humiliated myself while talking to James a couple nights ago and I don’t want to humiliate myself by writing a poem that will probably make the judges laugh until they can laugh no more.
ANGELA
Shouts) If you don’t get your butt over here right now, so help me, I will come over there and take you by force!
SOPHIE
Tired) Ha, that’ll be the day.
ANGELA
If you can’t spend one day finishing up a poem you have been writing for almost a week James will be… Well, whatever he is in his sad, sorry world! When you’re not here, he acts… all, sad and stuff…
SOPHIE
It’s just that I don’t know how to end my poem…
ANGELA
We can help you Sophie! You’re a friend!
SOPHIE
… So how is Holly’s poem going?
ANGELA
She left it here… I don’t know but…
(Shuffling papers)
(Loud laughing)
SOPHIE
What? What?
ANGELA
This poem! It’s too funny! I mean, erm, it’s highly entertaining.
SOPHIE
Ha, ha, what does it say?
ANGELA
In this beautiful vase are beautiful flowers
Beautiful just like your beautiful face.
Your nose is red like a lovely red rose.
Your wonderful, happy, fun loving ears
Are as precious as baby deer.
Your lips are as soft and as pink
As the rarest type of American mink.
Your eyes are as hazel as a hazelnut.
James I long for you, I do, I do.
(Silence. Sophie and Angela crack up on the phone.)
SOPHIE
OK, you made my day. Oh, I think I see James out the window; I’d better go and meet him.
ANGELA
OK and Sophie!
SOPHIE
Yes?
ANGELA
Even though I messed up and stuff by tellin’ you James had a crush then thinkin’ it was you and havin’ you think it was Holly, I was wonderin’, was this all my fault?
SOPHIE
You’re only fault was being born into a world with faults, and then again it is mine as well as everybody’s.
(Laughs)
ANGELA
OK, bye!
SOPHIE
I’ll see you soon, and I’ll bring my poem too!
Characters needed
1. HOLLY
2. JAMES
3. ANGELA
4. SOPHIE
ACT III, SCENE 3
(SATURDAY NOON: In Angela’s dining room.)
HOLLY
My poem is completed!
JAMES
Mine is too!
ANGELA
I’m almost… done!
SOPHIE
I… I can’t think of a rhyme! I don’t know what to say! I can’t consider! My common sense has let me down; I have a chink in my armor!
ANGELA
Well, what do you need to rhyme with?
SOPHIE
Rhymes… for the word… oh wait! Never mind, silly me!
ANGELA
Excitedly) Let’s recite our poems! I want to hear them!
HOLLY
Erm, may I pass?
ANGELA
Yes, sure, fine with me, and my ears.
JAMES
I wanna go first! Eh hem…
(Clears throat)
It rains hard, rain is wet and I love the coolness.
It spreads upon my body.
In my right hand, I have a match; in my left I have the box.
It rains today, lightly, it pours down only now.
I saunter to the gate, a gate full of memories
I brush the past and look into the new
So many memories, my past my life I hated it all.
Why didn't it go? This pain is too great.
I burn the gate, burn it down in the light rain!
More thunder, more lightning, in the flashes.
I gasp for I see the faces
Long forgotten.
(Gasps)
ANGELA
…James, I never thought I’d see the day in which you’d write a poem and actually make me say, James, I never thought I’d see the day…
HOLLY
Astonished) Wow… wow…. Wow….
SOPHIE
That was eerie. I can’t believe the brilliance in this piece. It matches to that of mine, which Miss Eltrut said. Well, that was last year in the sixth grade and now is now. Miss Eltrut, fun loving English teacher, forgive me for these words, but you do not know true talent!
(Bows head)
JAMES
I am the King of this world you all of you are just here to serve me!
(Evil laugh)
ANGELA
I guess I should go next…
This horrid war causes pain and suffering to all
Nobody ever listens to that single distressed call
From the US capitol in Washington, D.C
To many other countries that are unknown to me
You wonder why the USA is different from all of you
I even bet you wonder why we haven’t got the clue
The single, last and final clue which is hard to explain
It’s the very last puzzle piece that is still to remain
The final piece that remains is the cause of this,
Maybe if our president wasn’t such a hypocrite,
Then to you, I will assume, this would be true
This world would be much safer for both me and you.
(Applause)
ANGELA
You really liked it? I couldn’t think of anythin’ to write but this is what I got. Dedicated to those fighting in the wars and who have lost family and friends.
SOPHIE
OK, I will go next… It might seem kind of odd at first, but you’ll get my point sooner or later. Oh, and it is about my attitude toward life…
(Clears throat)
Sometimes when I hear this I just want to cry
Sometimes when I hear that I just want to die
Sometimes my emotions aren’t worth blinking back the tears
Sometimes my emotions are not worth screaming at my fears
Sometimes my emotions are ones I keep inside
Sometimes my emotions aren’t the ones I want to hide
Sometimes when I want to frown all I do is smile
Sometimes when I want to sit I will walk a mile
Sometimes when I want to die all I do is live
Sometimes when I want to take all I do is give
I sometimes wonder if I am here, or if this is just a game.
Sometimes…
(Applause)
ANGELA
That was so cool! OK, are we all done? Yes? No? Maybe? Good! I’m gonna get mom and tell her we’re ready to send them in!
(Angela runs off stage.)
JAMES
OK, now that she’s gone, I have a question for you two ladies.
(Sophie and Holly look at each another. Then back at James.)
HOLLY
You mean why I and Sophie were being … jerks to one another and why I was being a jerk to you?
JAMES
I know why you two were being jerks to each another and I know why you were being a jerk to me but I wanna know…
(Walks over to the counter. Slams hands on the counter)
Dudes, where’s my pie? I had a piece right here and now it’s gone!
(Sophie and Holly begin to laugh)
Characters needed
1. JAMES
2. HOLLY
3. ANGELA
4. ANGELA’S MOM
5. SOPHIE
ACT IV, SCENE 1
(TWO WEEKS LATER ON FRIDAY: Angela’s dining room.)
JAMES
Do any one of you ladies know where my pie is?
HOLLY
Shouts) No! No! No! That was 2 weeks ago James!
(Bangs hands on the table)
ANGELA
I wonder where mom went…
HOLLY
Your mom is wa-a-y too cool to be at work. Work is for those who are old and need money… or me when I’m 16.
ANGELA’S MOM
Calls) Back!
(Walks into the dining room. She is holding an envelope.)
HOLLY
Hello! Hello! Hello!
ANGELA’S MOM
(Smiles widely. Waves the envelope in the air.)
Surprise!
JAMES
(Jumps up from his seat. Points at the envelope.)
Shouts) The contest results!
ANGELA’S MOM
Bingo.
ANGELA
Mom! Like, I thought that it’d be longer before the result things came back…
ANGELA’S MOM
Well… I am sure they didn’t read any poems aside from yours because yours were the best!
(Thumbs up with her free hand)
Let’s hope we are happy with the results.
JAMES
Let me do the horror!
(Snatches envelope.)
HOLLY
Don’t you mean honor?
JAMES
You know, in the past two weeks you’ve gotten smarter and it’s not fair and stop it!
(Sticks tongue out at Holly)
ANGELA
Drum roll please!
(Taps the table in a fast rhythm)
JAMES
Like an announcer) And winner of the poetry contest is…
(Opens the envelope)
(Gasps loudly)
(Everybody asks: WHAT?)
JAMES
The… the… winner… is somebody we don’t know! And wanna know what? They win a years supply of …
(Sniffs)
Pie from that Bakers Heaven: Pie and Cake place!
(Loud, long cry)
ANGELA
Who is it? Who is it?
JAMES
I dunno but whoever it is they took our last name too!
(Holly snatches the paper from James)
HOLLY
Who in the world is…? Tulip Carry Walker? What kinda name is Tulip? That is so… so… help me out here Sophie…
SOPHIE
Repulsive?
HOLLY
Precisely! Such a repulsive name! And it says here, she wrote about her kids… Wow, that can’t be right… can it?
ANGELA’S MOM
Oh yes it can be. In fact, it’s quite right.
(Laughs)
ANGELA
Mom… whatcha know that we dunno?
ANGELA’S MOM
Well, you know, the flyer did say ages 13 plus. Oh, and Holly, thanks for the name compliment.
JAMES
Cheers) Pie all year round! Every breakfast and lunch and dinner… and snacks! Ya-hoo!
ANGELA
Mom… I thought… but you said….
(Puts her head in her hands)
Cries) I lost to my mom!
HOLLY
Oh my gosh! I just said your moms name was repulsive after I said your mom was cool! I am so confused ‘bout whatta think now!
(Yelps)
JAMES
Well, I think we learned our lessons. Angela, not to tell people I like people because I know where you live. Holly, you don’t have to be mean to get my attention… unless you want my money. Sophie, for being a pal even though we were jerks and stuff was said and we were jerks… wait, I said that… Mom, for being a mom through good times and bad and not eating me. Me, James Philip Walker, for being me and havin’ the best pals around!
(Everybody cheers)
ANGELA’S MOM
Who wants pie?
(Everybody except Holly cheers: I DO!)
(Everybody looks at Holly)
HOLLY
I can’t believe I’m actually going to say this but…
(Looks at everybody)
Cheers) I want pie too!
JAMES
Hey Holly, before the pie, whatcha write ‘bout in your poem anyway?
HOLLY
(Looks away embarrassed)
Stammers) I… um… wrote about you…
JAMES
Well, that’s very… cool… Hey, we can talk more about that over pie.
(Everybody cheers. Everybody runs off stage.)
(Curtains close.)
