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A monologue from the play by Alena Smith
GISELLE (twenty three)
Giselle is an aspiring female rapper with a hefty trust fund and a substance abuse problem.
She is ranting to her best friend Lacy about her frustrations with the boys who are helping her shoot a music video.
Why are all the boys we know such d*cks? All those punk-a** posers. Telling me I’m crazy. I’m like, you know what?
Grow some t*ts, get a pu**y, get your heart broken, then talk to me about my behavior. Till then, you don’t know.
You just don’t know! You know who broke my heart! Brennan! He was in eighth grade. I was in fifth.
All the eighth-grade girls wanted to kill me because I was only in fifth and I was f***ing that kid.
Brennan was the one who taught me to find the edges inside and cut myself on them. He left me full of holes.
Maybe I should email him. Do you have a twenty? I spent mine. On drugs. And it wasn’t easy, trust me. All the boys are at the club.
They’re all stressed out about the video.
I’m like, Dinos, do you think I’m gonna shoot this video where I have to wear ice skates and bend over
and let a thousand butterflies go flying out my a** crack and not be on drugs while that’s happening?
And he’s like, the whole butterflies out the a** crack concept was yours in the first place. And I’m like, that doesn’t have any impact on my argument.
And where the f*** is Sergio?
And nobody wants to talk to me about Sergio so they all start grunting and moving speakers and testing microphones.
And then Dinos goes, why don’t you help instead of acting like a crackhead? So I’m like, f*** ya’ll I’m going to Lacy’s.
By the way, Dinos says happy birthday. So do you think I should email Brennan? I was in love with him! I wanted to do it. I remember it perfectly.
In that underground tunnel where the light is blue, up against a tank full of water that was supposed to have a seal inside but the seal was missing …
And no, it didn’t hurt. I felt awesome. I got so high off my first time with Brennan I haven’t matched it since.
And let me tell you, I have f***ed plenty of eighth-grade guys since Brennan. I’m still f***ing eighth-grade guys and I’m twenty-three years old.
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