Milo and Jennifer sit on the floor in Milo’s bedroom with notebooks and paper scattered on the floor. Milo is penciling in music notes on sheet music while Jennifer is barely doing any work; she plays with a handball she found on the floor of Milo’s room. Milo looks up at Jennifer every time he hears the ball hit the floor.
Milo: Pep.
Jennifer: *looks at Milo* Huh?
Milo: You do know we have homework tonight for vocal, right?
Jennifer: I know, I’m just waiting for you to finish so that we can compare answers.
Milo: *confused* Don’t you actually have to do the homework first ion order to compare answers?
Jennifer: Yeah, compare your answers by writing them down on my own paper as well.
Milo laughs and shakes his head, but continues to work on the homework. Jennifer finally puts the ball down and sighs.
Jennifer: I needed to get out of the house before I lost my mind.
Milo looks up at Jennifer, listening to her vent.
Milo: Did your mom bring him home today?
Jennifer rolled her eyes.
Jennifer: Of course she did, and of course he is still trying to act like a father after all of these years. Like, we were doing perfectly fine without you, dude.
Milo: How did your mom even reconnect with him?
Jennifer: Through a cooking course she’s taking. Like, I knew my dad was a chef too, but for fuck’s sake, out of all the guys in New York, you decide to give him a chance?
Milo: Do you think they’re dating?
Jennifer gives Milo a look. Milo looks up and notices Jennifer.
Milo: Are they?
Jennifer: *annoyed* Dude, of course they are dating! That’s what’s pissing me off!
Milo: I mean, it sucks, but you can’t really do anything about it, Pep.
Jennifer gets up from the ground.
Jennifer: Whose side are you on?!
Milo: Pep, I’m just saying. You’re angry over something you have no control over. Sure, that doesn’t mean that what your mom is doing is okay; your feelings are valid but you shouldn’t let that affect you–
Jennifer: What if they get married or something? What if they just decide to pick up where they left off when he left us 11 years ago?
Milo didn’t say anything back. He knows that the subject was sensitive for Jennifer, but only wanted to let her know the truth about this whole situation. Jennifer sighed, sitting back on the ground with her knees against her chest.
Milo: You can always stay here when you can’t handle it at home, Pep. You know that.
Jennifer: Yeah… *reminisces* Remember that one summer I practically lived in your house?
Milo: *laughs* And we did nothing but run up and down the block on our bikes?
Jennifer: Dude! That bike used to go so fast! and the sidewalk used to be all cracked and broken so the bike would hit them and we’d go flying!
Both Jennifer and Milo laugh as they recall the memories.
Jennifer: *sullen* When did things get so complicated?
Milo: I don’t know, Pep. I guess as we got older, things are just the way they are now.
Jennifer: Yeah, well it sucks. High school sucks, the people suck, and my whole family just sucks now too.
Milo: *teases* Well, I hope that I don’t fall into that “people suck” category.
Jennifer rolls her eyes and nudges Milo as he laughs.
Jennifer: As much as we fight and want to rip each other’s heads off, of course you’re not in that category. Like, I told my mom that your mom invited me over to dinner tonight and that;s why I’m not over there eating dinner with her and my dad.
Milo nods his heads as he listens to Jennifer.
Milo: What are you gonna do when you get home and starving because you actually didn’t eat dinner here?
Jennifer: I’ll make some excuse that I didn’t like the Philippine food your mom made or something.
Milo laughs and shakes his head. He sees the little ball of his phone turn blue, meeting that he had gotten a new message. He picks up his phone from the ground and unlocks it, reading the text message he got.
Gwen: Just wondering if we’re still practicing after school tomorrow for our band rehearsal later this week…
Jennifer notices Milo looking at his phone for a minute longer than he usually does.
Jennifer: Is that Nicki?
Milo: *nervously* Oh, uhm… yeah. She just wanted to remind me about our band rehearsal later this week.
Jennifer: Playing an instrument is so boring; good luck to you both for that.
Milo smiles and laughs at Jennifer\s comment. He looks back down to his phone screen and begins to type on the mini keyboard, answering the text message.
Milo: Yeah, just meet me in the West Wing tomorrow after school.
Message sent. Milo looks back up and sees Jennifer finally taking out her books to start on the homework.
Milo: Pep, I already finsihed doing the homework; why are you just now taking out your books?\
Jennifer: Clearly you didn’t hear me when I said that I was waiting for you to finish so that we can “compare” answers. So, I’m comparing your answers with the ones I would’ve wrote down if I gave a shit.
Milo shakes his head as Jennifer jokes around and laugh.












