Teen Girl Monologues
Teen Girl Monologues
Teen Girl Monologues
there's nothing I can do about it, but cry a little tear and get
on with life. But you know what's ironic?...As bad as I feel right
now, it's like a giant load has been lifted off my shoulders...it's
like I'm ...........FREE!
"Bandana Mania" (Teen Monologue, Female)*Humorous*
Jayna's new friend Stephanie, has just moved in next door. Jayna has
been going to the same inner-city high school all her life, while
Stephanie came from a nice, quiet, middle class neighborhood on the
outside of town. Stephanie's a nice girl, her parents just divorced, lives
with her mom. They lost there house and are renting a little studio
place above the neighbor's garage. Jayna is giving her friend some
fashion tips for her first day of school.
Jayna: Stephanie, are you crazy! You can't wear that around
here...Where do you think you are, the "St. Mary's School for Girls",
cutie, you're downtown now. You can't wear that bandana around your
ankle, like some little fashion accessory! You'll get us both killed!
(Beat) Yeah it looks great...but sorry...you're not wearing it. You'll see a
lot fo kids around here wearing bandanas on their heads and it's not
because it goes with their shirt. They are like signs of association and
sources of pride, or somehting like that...oh, and good luck if you
DON'T happen to be familiar with, "The Code". Oh man, and heaven
forbid you put a wrong color on, or wear it because it's cute...you could
get yourself messed-up! Yesterday, I thought I'd have a little fun and
wear that bandana my little brother gave me, with the good ole Red,
White, and Blue, United States Flag printed on it...You should have
seen the looks on their faces, they didn't know whether to throw me a
peace sign or beat me up...but you can forget about it, I'm not wearing
enough under arm deodorant to try that stunt again today, so please,
just take it off!
"One Way Street" (Teen Monologue, Female)*bewildered*
Janice has just called Cheryl with another problem. She is more of a
talker than a listener, and as always has something to complain about.
Cheryl on the other hand, has an active life, full of meaningful
relationships and always busy. Somehow I get the feeling that Janice
needs Cheryl, more than the other way around.
Janice: (On the Phone) Hey, girl! Sorry I haven't called you back. My
Mom's throwing a fit again. Two weeks ago, it was because I snuck out
at night to go to a party out on the beach, last week because I skipped
school to go to the mall, and now today because she found that pack of
cigarettes I had hidden in my underwear drawer...she shouldn't be in
my room anyways. (Beat) Oh, yeah, tell me about it! Thank goodness I
have you to talk too; otherwise I'd surely lose my mind. It's not easy
being understood nowadays. (Beat) I'm O.K. I guess. It's more annoying
than anything else. I just feel like curling-up and falling asleep when
this happens. You think everything will be O.K.? Really...thanks girl. I
appreciate your encouragement. You're always there for me...you're
the best friend a girl could ever have...you make me feel so...Hello?
Hello? (To the Audience) Why, that little tramp hung-up on me again!
"My Real Father" (Teen Monologue, Female)*anticipation*
Trina, a well loved and happy teen, is living with her foster parents.
She's talking with her foster mom in the kitchen about meeting her
biological father for the first time. Like any teen in her predicament,
she has always been curious.
Trina: (Pacing the floor) Mom, I don't know if I can do this. I don't know
if I'm ready to meet this man that I've never known. Gosh, what if he
hates me? (Points to herself) I mean what if he thinks I'm ugly? I just
know he's not going to like me...Oh no! What if I don't like him? Whaaat
if he comes through that door, right, and our eyes meet and the
feeling's not there? (Beat) Yeah, he's my father, but not like Frank is.
Frank is Dad, this guy...I mean Ben, is just a father, right? I mean he
and my biological mother decided they couldn't hang with having a kid
at such a young age so they gave me up. And I'm cool with that, I
think. It's just that I really don't know what to expect from him. I mean
the letters he sent where cool and all, but they were just words on
paper. (Shakes her head) I don't even know why I bothered looking for
him, I'm eighteen now I should be getting ready for college and not
sweating the old stuff. I mean my biological mother couldn't deal with
it when I found her. She's got her own life now with her own kids, the
one's she actually wanted. I'm just a bad memory she's trying to erase.
(Beat) What do you mean I don't understand? Mom, she doesn't want
to know me, and she sure doesn't want her husband and kids to know
that she had a bastard kid when she was sixteen. So, what if, my father
feels the same way? Rejects me like she did? I should have never
contacted him. I'm setting myself up big time, I just know it (Pause)
He's here isn't he? Okay, I'm ready to meet him!
been pulled from the inside of my chest and thrown to the ground. (Individual balls
her fist up and imitates throwing her heart toward the ground.) I told him to have a
nice life and quickly hung the phone up!
After a whole year of dating hes not interested in me anymore. How could he waste
my time? Whats his problem? Exactly what went wrong? I thought he liked me so
much. Apparently not true! Because if he really cared about me he would have not
dumped me! (States in a disappointed manner.) I bet Im the only girl in the world to
ever get dismissed by a guy on a Friday night.
Having a personal experience with acne this little lady catches a whiff of the
Stay Home Blues.
THE CASE OF THE DOTS
Im never leaving this house again! Everything was great until this year. Now that Im
twelve, my clothes are too little. (Individual grabs jeans by the waist indicating
theyre too tight.) Looks like my hair has even stopped growing. Just last month
mom and dad told me that I have to get braces. I thought that was the worse! Until
two weeks ago.
Two weeks ago two bumps appeared on my fore-head. The day after that, three
popped up on my jaw. By the end of the week my entire face was covered with
pimples.
(Individual points her hand at her face and moves it in circular motion.) They are so
ugly! And now I am so ugly. (States depressingly.)
Mom and dad told me they would go away real soon. Well, how come real soon cant
be right now? I hate looking at myself in the mirror. I cant even see my own face
due to acne. Well, I tell you, I just refuse to leave this house. And until these dots
clear up on my face. Im gonna remain right here! Right here at home!
Based upon a discovery made at school a young lady is forced to make a
difficult choice.
MY BOYFREIND
Leah and Boobie, yeah that was us. We were the most popular couple in school.
Wherever you saw him you saw me. Voted the hottest couple at the Homecoming
Dance,
I thought Bobbie and I were forever. Forever until a young lady named Linda
approached me. Linda stated that it was time I knew the truth.
As she began telling me that she was pregnant by Bobbie, I almost fainted. I couldnt
believe this! The next day at school, I explained to Bobbie how Linda found me and
had told me everything. (Individual nods her head as if she were saying yes.)
Hed admitted to it. I told him that we could no longer see each other. Bobbie said he
still wanted us to remain a couple. I asked Bobby, how can you expect me to be
with you when youre going to be a father in six months?
Quickly I walked away from him and towards my bus stop. I began to cry.
Instantly, the tears dried up as I thought about how fortunate I was for practicing
abstinence and saying no. Poor Linda, she has some serious decisions to make. And
as for Mr. Bobbie, he is no longer my boyfriend.
Although disappointed in his father for not following through on their plans,
this young mans image of his father is not totally shattered.
WAITING AND WAITING
Dad said he would be here by noon. Our plans were to get hair cuts together today
at the barbershop. Dad, where are you? You told me youd be here. How come you
keep on doing this to me? (Individual folds his arms together and shake his head.)
Every time my faith is restored, you always find a way to knock it right back down.
You do this to me every-time. The sad truth is that I continue to believe in you. I
keep thinking that youll do the right thing. Just maybe, onetime youll make me
proud to be your son. To think, I thought you would keep your word for once. Maybe
its my fault.
Perhaps Im expecting too much. (Individuals pauses and takes a deep breath.)
Maybe I give you entirely too much credit. (Individual shakes his head no.) Dad, Im
not giving up on you. I know youll get here.
Ill just keep looking out the window. Ive been waiting for two hours now. But Ill
keep waiting. Waiting until you get here.