1 Minute Monologues For Teens Official

Just tell me—does my hair look like I slept in a dumpster, or does it look like I intentionally slept in a dumpster? There’s a difference. One is grunge. One is a cry for help." Setting: A principal’s office or empty classroom. Emotion: Quiet rage. "You want me to shake his hand? You actually want me to shake his hand after what he posted?

So fine. Let them keep their scholarship. I’ll get a job tomorrow. But I’m not being 'reserved' anymore. Next time, I’m going to walk in there and tell them exactly who I am. And if they hate it, at least I’ll hate them honestly." Setting: A school hallway. Talking to a peer. Emotion: Panic, rapid-fire, slightly desperate. "Okay. Don’t look now, but the guy in the blue hoodie just looked at me. No, don't turn your head! Use your peripheral vision. 1 Minute Monologues For Teens

People think I’m listening to music. Wrong. Half the time, I’m listening to nothing . Absolute silence. Because silence is the only thing these days that isn't trying to sell me something, cancel someone, or remind me that I have three overdue assignments. Just tell me—does my hair look like I