Jane

I hate this shit. (Pause). No, I don't mean questions. I mean this whole damn place. (Pause). Yeah, I had a bad day. No, I can't stop cursing. God, you guys are a bunch of fags, man. (Pause). No, not like "gay" fags. Like lame asses. I just wanna get out of here, you know? (Imploring, manipulative) You could help me right? You're harder on me than the staff in my cottage. That's okay, I guess I deserve it sometimes. Maybe its good for me. But shouldn't I be rewarded sometimes, when I do good? (Pause). How? Like you could sign my Level 2 papers, get me a later bed time, an extra phone call. If you sign, everyone else will, because they look up to you. (Tone change) Yeah, I fought her at lunch, but that's because she was in my face. It wasn't like I AWOL-ed up to route 25 like Ebony did last week. She came back in a stranger's car, did you hear? That was fucked up. (Pause). No, I haven't seen my mom. Fucking social worker won't let me have a visit with my brothers cuz they blamed me for them being in foster care or something. Fucking lies. Mom doesn't believe me about her loverboy Rob, though. (Pause). That he forced me to, you know... you fucking study my file in bed at night! You know! Whatever. She chose fucking him and now I'm stuck here with these 12 year olds and I can't do anything. (Pause). Like normal things a 15 year old would do, like go to the movies by myself. I don't want to be here till I'm 18. (Pause). Plan? Well, my sister lives in North Carolina by this school, where you can, like, finish high school but get college credits too. I wanna get out and live with her and go to that school. (Pause) No, she hasn't asked me yet. No, I haven't asked her yet. Whatever, I will, and she'll say 'sure, come' but you people still won't let me out. (Pause). Yeah, my social worker says she's been looking into it for me. No, she's fucking useless, always on my ass about the boys. (Pause). Like, 'don't talk to the boys, they're just trouble.' I'll fucking talk to who I like. I don't want a disease, I ain't gonna be stupid. (Beat) So, here's a question: what do I have to do to fucking leave? Break an Olympic swimming record? (Beat) No, I don't know, why don't you "enlighten" me? (Beat) What am I doing right now? I'm pretty sure I'm wasting hours of my life that I'll never get back, talking about bullshit. Yes, that is a problem. (Pause). I don't call my mom. No, I just don't. (Pause) Pissed off. I hate this shit. (Gets up, leaves, slams door).