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All for the good of Friendship, Poetry And Pie

by Elizabeth


Characters needed:

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.)


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Mon Apr 11, 2005 5:24 pm
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Honestly, I got bored after reading the first scene and stopped. Maybe I'll read more later. The reason I got bored was that this was so mundane. It was just conversation, not conflict. The characters need to sound real and natural, but not too natural.




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mmmmmmm ... pie ...




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Sat Jan 29, 2005 9:11 pm
Emma says...



Wow! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG.

I didnt get it...





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