DADDY: What else does he say?
SARA: Daddy, I don’t want to upset you.
DADDY: I’m already big time upset! We don’t have your Mom to help us anymore. Let’s try to work this out together..…
SARA: Promise not to get mad and fly off the handle?
DADDY: I promise! What else is he saying to you?
SARA: Since the Prom, we’ve been spending a lot time together… walking, kissing…
DADDY: Kissing?
SARA: Ali and Ryan are kissing each other… and more…
(Pause)
Well…..Skip has become more stubborn… about us.…
DADDY: Stubborn, about more than kissing?
SARA: I’ve put him off. He called me all kinds of names… anyhow… Ashley told me that she saw him with Kirsten over at Middle school.
DADDY; Maybe you should try talking with him?
SARA (nostalgically): I did! I reminded him about when we were in preschool. We were the “odd pair”… We hid upstairs and read books together… In 5th grade he gave me a ring made of knotted rope… Last year we climbed to the top of Blue Hill and picked blue berries… We could see for miles…we said one day we would fly in one of those airplanes flying so close to us. We would fly to London…to Paris. Maybe even Hawaii…
(Pause)
Then I managed to ask him how Kirsten was better than me…
He said she on a scale of one to ten I was a ten, but she’s like 1000…She’s exciting… spicy,…less stiff…
DADDY: Bastard!
SARA: That’s when I went to bed all day… I felt so heavy. My head hurt. Now you see, I’m better…
DADDY: Why are you better?
SARA: I have Skip again! Now can I go?
DADDY: Skip! Give me your backpack! (they fight over it. Daddy wins. He searches and finds the pills). These don’t look like the pills Doctor Knowles prescribed!
SARA: Give ‘em back!
DADDY: What are these pills?… One a day!… Are these birth control pills?
(SARA is silent).
DADDY: Skip wants sex!… with you!!! You’re only fourteen years old!!! Only 9th grade…
SARA: I’m fifteen..
DADDY(fit of temper) No! No! This is the limit! Neither of you are prepared.
SARA (fit of temper) Daddy! I’m not ignorant! There’s reality TV, internet, Facebook, Twitter…
DADDY(shouting): Sara! You could get pregnant! Or get a disease that would affect you for the rest of your life.
SARA: The world is different from when you were in high school…
(Sara uses her cell and finds a picture of her friends having sex. Holding the phone in his face she shouts)
See! Half my friends are having sex!
DADDY: Oh God! I’m not prepared for this. Why did you decided to have sex?… Why?
