Where is your heart?

A Guy and Girl stand together on a walk way leading to a restaurant. The Girl's arms are crossed and she doesn't look pleased but the Guy doesn't seem to be affected at all and looks like he's having a fine time.

Girl: You just really don't get it do you?

Guy: I guess not. What do you want me to get?

Girl: You don't know how to be serious do you?

Guy: Nah, who wants that?

Girl: You know what...just...I...Josh, where is your heart?

Guy: Well i think it is somewhere behind my ribs but...

Girl: You know what? Just nevermind.

Girl walks off to her car angry, upset and almost in tears. After a moment Guy looks like he has found his seriousness and looks regretfully after her. But she doesn't see.

I wish...

A full lunch room. A group of six students (SARAH, MOLLY, JOE, CHRIS, JULIE, TOM) fills a side table. They begin talking and eating.

JOE: I wish people would quit cutting in the lines.

MOLLY: Oh, I know! It is ridiculous.

SARAH: Julie! What is that you are eating?

JULIE: Turkey.

SARAH: I wish I had gotten that instead of grilled cheese...

JULIE: No. You don't. I wish we had better lunches here.

TOM: Nah, its alright, I just wish they gave you more, I mean, like, we don't all need to be on a diet.

MOLLY: Haha...yeah, but they need to give such small portions because of how much fat and calories are in them.

JULIE: Oh my word. Look. Teachers really need to think about the fact that they are teachers.

MOLLY: I know. I wish some of them would get over the fact that they aren't eighteen and dress their age.

Chris: I don't mind.

SARAH: Ew.

The bell rings and they start to get up, and clean up their things.

Joe: Already?

Chris: I really wish lunch was longer.

I miss you.

Mother holds Daughter's hand as she walks her down a walk way to a car away from a house were an older lady is waving. Daughter happily swings her and her mother's arm.

DAUGHTER: You came back a day early mommy!

MOTHER: I did. I missed you.

DAUGHTER: Why?

Mother is a bit taken aback and confused.

MOTHER: Well because you make me happy, honey.

DAUGHTER: Missing isn't happy, mommy.

MOTHER: Well...I guess...I miss you because you make me so happy that I can't be all the way happy without you.

Daughter smiles and Mother helps her into the car.

DAUGHTER: When you're gone I miss you too.

Mother touches Daughter's cheek and then climbs into the drivers seat.

Just don't tell please.

A girl and boy both stand outside a large building. It is cold. They are in coats and their faces are a little red. They stand a safe distance apart and do not look at each other. Both look like they are waiting for something or some one to arrive. Finally the girl turns toward the boy as though she can't take it anymore.

Girl: You know, maybe you should have just talked to me.

Boy: There is nothing to talk about.

Girl: Well it doesn't seem that way. You just had nothing to talk about with me, you had a lot to say to other people, even though it had to do with me.

Boy: It wasn't like that.

Girl: No?

Boy: No.

The boy looks as though he is finished with the conversation. The girl is hurt and trying not to cry, but her words come out a little aggressive in her attempt to not break down.

Girl: Well maybe if you had talked to me about it before, you wouldn't bee thinking what you are now, and we wouldn't be acting like this. Or we could at least be clear with each other.

Boy: You have no idea what I'm thinking. You can't assume you know what I think and why I do the things I do.

Girl: Well maybe you should think about what you just said and take it to heart instead of thinking you know why I act and think the way I do. Maybe before you decide to make decisions about my thoughts and feelings. That is why I wanted to talk. So you could actually know and so could I.

Boy doesn't acknowledge her. Girl walks off into the wind pulling her hood up over her head.

Cover your ears.

Two boys, Joey about 10 and Ralph about 5 lie in a bunk bed. Joey on top and Ralph on bottom. The room is dark except for a tall dim lamp that reaches up to where Joey is lying quietly. Both boys are awake but still. The door leading out of their room is closed but a crack of light is visible bellow. There is arguing outside the door and occasionally a shadow marches past the door. As the arguing escalates into yelling Ralph begins to cry quietly. Neither boy moves.

Ralph: Joey?
Joey: Yeah?
Ralph: When are they going to stop?
Joey: I don't know...[pause] Try and sleep.

Ralph tries to stop crying but he continues quietly. Joey speaks in an attempted reassuring voice.

Joey: Just cover your ears Ralphie.

Still crying a little Ralph takes his pillow and puts it over his head. Joey leans over and pulls the switch on the light. The room goes black except for the crack of light under the door. The arguing continues, eventually a door slams and it is silent.