By Savannah Lanz


SABRINA, a girl in her late teens, wears a bright red headband

KAT, Sabrina’s younger sister in her early teens


A living room



Lights up on an average brown couch that is center stage. The couch is facing the audience which is acting as an imaginary TV. Kat is sitting on the left side of the couch holding the remote. She is wearing glasses and her hair is pulled back in a ponytail. There is a door in a frame on the right edge of the stage and a staircase on the left. The staircase is far behind the couch and leads offstage. Sabrina walks down from the staircase wearing her hair down and her bright red headband. She notices Kat watching TV and walks over to her and sits down next to her. A commercial for an insurance company starts to be heard.

Sabrina: Whatcha watching?

Kat: A commercial.

Sabrina rolls her eyes.

Sabrina: Obviously, but I meant what are you actually watching?

Kat: The commercial. Insurance really interests me.

Sabrina: Liar. Give me the remote.

Sabrina reaches for the remote in Kat’s hand. Kat quickly moves her hand out of the way.

Kat: Like hell, I have the remote

Sabrina: Don’t talk to me that way. I’m older than you.

Kat: I talk how I want.

Sabrina: Whatever.

The commercial changes and a TV show theme songs starts to play. Sabrina tenses up as soon as the song starts.

Sabrina: Are you kidding me right now?

Kat: Is there something wrong?

Sabrina: This is my favorite show! What the hell are you doing watching it!

Kat: Oh it’s your favorite show? I didn’t realize.

Sabrina: Liar. Everyone knows this is my show.

Kat: I had no idea.

Sabrina: Bullshit. You used to make fun of me for watching it.

Kat: It’s a good show, I really like it.

Sabrina: Stop watching it.

Kat: No.

Sabrina: I’m not joking. This is mine, find your own thing.

Kat: You don’t own this TV Show.

Sabrina: It’s mine. In this house this TV show is mine. Everyone knows that.

Kat doesn’t respond, she just rolls her eyes.

Sabrina: You aren’t even old enough to watch this show.

Kat: Why are you making such a big deal about a stupid show?

Sabrina: This isn’t a joke Kat!

Kat doesn’t respond. Sabrina slides away from Kat to sit on the other side of the couch. Kat laughs at something funny from the TV show. Sabrina glares at her.

Sabrina: This is ridiculous.

Kat: This is ridiculous.

Sabrina: Mocking me now? How mature.

Kat: Mocking me now? How mature.

Sabrina: Get a life Kat.

Kat: I’m working on it.

Sabrina: Go out and do something.

Kat: I actually have plans later today.

Sabrina: To do what?

Kat: Tennis.

Sabrina: What.

Kat: I’m playing tennis later.

Sabrina: You don’t play tennis. I play tennis.

Kat: I’m going to learn.

Sabrina: Like hell you will.

Kat: I am genuinely interested in the sport.

Sabrina: Is nothing fucking sacred anymore! These things are mine!

Kat: You don’t own them Sabrina. You don’t own anything. I can like whatever the fuck I want to like.

Sabrina: You are a bitch.

Kat: I learned from the best.

Kat looks down at her phone. A light over the door appears. Kat begins with a mocking tone.

Kat: Now it looks like you are going to be late for work if you don’t leave. Better hurry. I have a TV show to get back to watching. Oh, and can I borrow your racket later?

Sabrina jumps up from the couch and glares at her sister. Sabrina spits out a final line to Kat.

Sabrina: Get a life.

Sabrina slams the door on her way out. Kat lets down her hair from her ponytail, takes off her glasses, and pulls out a replica red headband from the couch cushion. She places the headband on her head and smiles

Kat: Oh, I plan to. I learned from the best.    

Lights go out, curtain closes, end of play.