Jane: You know you have to talk to me sometime.

Anthony: No I don’t.

Jane: So this is how its gonna be, not talking, you sulking off and the both of us getting frustrated.

(Anthony sulks to down stage right, Jane follows him)

Jane: I’m trying Anthony, I really am… I don’t want you to be mad at me, I really don’t.

Anthony: I’m not mad at you.

Jane: Its kind of hard to tell.

Anthony: If you’re trying so hard, then why are we still fighting?

Jane: Because you’re not trying. You don’t care, you won’t even talk to me!

Anthony: (yelling) I’m talking to you now, aren’t I?

Jane: That’s not talking, its yelling!

Anthony: (still yelling) Well sor- (calms down) Sorry. Maybe I am a little mad.

Jane: About what? Just tell me, I’ll try to make it better.

Anthony: That’s just it! You’re always trying to make things better. You can’t just leave them alone. Like on Friday you couldn’t just let Josh’s problem be Josh’s problem, you had to try to help.

Jane: Well excuse me for caring about people! He’s like a brother to me, He’s one of my best friends, he’s your best friend.

Anthony: For the last time, he’s not my best friend!

Jane: Then who is?

Anthony: Mark!

Jane: You can have more than one best friend!

Anthony: Get away from me.

(Anthony walks away from her again.)

Jane: (calm voice) This is so typical of you. Walking away from me, since the day we met. You never can just say what’s going on, I always have to guess or figure it out. You’re so damn complicated.

Anthony: I thought I said to get away from me.

Jane: And I thought you knew me better than to think that I would listen to that.

Anthony: (mutters) Wishful thinking.

Jane: I hate you.

Anthony: Then why are you still talking to me?

Jane: (She crosses, pauses) Because I… don’t mean it. You know I never thought I, Jane P. Amber, would cry over a guy. But you’ve gotten me to doing so, thanks a lot. (She starts to cry.)

Anthony: Crap, Jane. Stop. You can’t do this to me. (pauses) I… can’t do this to you.

Jane: What?

Anthony: I said I can’t, shouldn’t be doing this to you.

Jane and yet you did.

Anthony: I missed my chance didn’t I?

Jane: Yes. (she sits)

Anthony: Well this sucks. You can’t just stay mad at me forever. It’s not gonna work, sooner or later you’re gonna have to talk to me. Just like I eventually had to talk to you.

Jane: (huffs)

Anthony: Fine. Then I’ll be just as stubborn as you are. (he sits)

Jane: I’m sorry.

Anthony: No, I’m being like you. I’m pissing off and not talking.

Jane: Knock it off.

Anthony: No, I’ll do whatever I want.

Jane: Stop it.

Anthony: No. How do you like it?

Jane: I don’t get how you can be genuinely sorry and then 5 seconds later hate me.

Anthony: Maybe I wasn’t genuinely sorry.

Jane: You’re horrible.

Anthony: You’re worse.

Jane: How can you even say such a thing?

Anthony: I don’t need to listen to your sob story anymore.

Jane: Too bad, because you’re the main character!

Anthony: Stop talking!

Jane: Stop yelling!

Anthony: I’ll yell however much I want!

Jane: Ugh! You’re so difficult. I can’t read you and I wish I could.

Anthony: Go away bitch.

(Jane looks back in shock. She goes to head off stage left, turns around.)

Jane: All I can say is, I’m sorry… Hope you forgive me… Yeah right, you never will.

(Jane goes off stage left. Anthony sits and thinks)

Anthony: Jane!

(He chases after her stage left)

THE END

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Just a little scene I wrote while wallowing... If u know me you know what and where this came from. If you want me to write more I will but other wise this is it.