Monologue for a teenage girl?

Question:I need a monologue for a teenage girl for my drama class. It has to be from a novel or play.
I was thinking of something along the lines of
sisterhood of the travelling pants
gossip girl
or the vagina monologues
or even something kind of childish like something that Disney adapted from a novel at one point.
Alice and Wonderland or something.
Any help is much appreciated.
Doesn't really matter the age of the character, its called acting for a reason, haha. As long as the character is a female and it came from a book or play, it'll be great.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: I need a monologue for a teenage girl for my drama class. It has to be from a novel or play.
I was thinking of something along the lines of
sisterhood of the travelling pants
gossip girl
or the vagina monologues
or even something kind of childish like something that Disney adapted from a novel at one point.
Alice and Wonderland or something.
Any help is much appreciated.
Doesn't really matter the age of the character, its called acting for a reason, haha. As long as the character is a female and it came from a book or play, it'll be great.

Alice In Wonderland

ALICE: [Angrily] Why, how impolite of him. I asked him a civil question, and he pretended not
to hear me. That's not at all nice. [Calling after him] I say, Mr. White Rabbit, where are you
going? Hmmm. He won't answer me. And I do so want to know what he is late for. I wonder if I
might follow him. Why not? There's no rule that I mayn't go where I please. I--I will follow him.
Wait for me, Mr. White Rabbit. I'm coming, too! [Falling] How curious. I never realized that
rabbit holes were so dark . . . and so long . . . and so empty. I believe I have been falling for
five minutes, and I still can't see the bottom! Hmph! After such a fall as this, I shall think
nothing of tumbling downstairs. How brave they'll all think me at home. Why, I wouldn't say
anything about it even if I fell off the top of the house! I wonder how many miles I've fallen by
this time. I must be getting somewhere near the center of the earth. I wonder if I shall fall right
through the earth! How funny that would be. Oh, I think I see the bottom. Yes, I'm sure I see the bottom. I shall hit the bottom, hit it very hard, and oh, how it will hurt!

I can offer you a monologue entitled "The Journey."

"The Journey" is one of eight monologues in a stage play I wrote entitled "Voices From The Cafe", and the play has been performed. "The Journey" has been used for auditions, has no set interpretation, and can be performed by men or women, but it's always been portrayed by a woman. If it matters, the stage play can be read and printed out for free at www.geocities.com/absaroka2001.

The Journey, by D.J. Lachance

?I overheard a lover's quarrel the other day. The weary couple had planted its seed long ago, and brought it here on a train. Following someone else's words, they had moved into a nearby inn and lived there for many years while waiting to receive further guidance about an important journey they were on.

At first, having forsaken all, and longing not to be still, the couple only ventured beyond the inn's doors to seek out others who knew of why they had come. Finding none, they learned to wait, but news of their inquiries quickly reached beyond the inn, and many came to hear them speak of their plans for travel beyond the town.

The innkeeper was delighted.

Lacking the means for an indefinite stay at the inn, the expectant couple finally ventured into the community not for word of travel, but for employment and friendship during their delay. Finding these in abundance, their stay was assured and soon a multitude of friends and acquaintances dined at the inn; making peace with them before retiring, lest word come and they depart during the night.

The innkeeper thrived.

Children were born to the sojourning travelers, and fleeting words came of loved ones dying and lost. In turn, they expanded their quarters, and shared their grief with their friends. Word of the inn's unusual guests spread afar, and many foreign souls came to the town hoping to both mingle with its people, and to hear the respected couple speak of their journey. The town waxed festive, and others arrived at the inn telling of strange journeys; dining with all those who would break bread with them.

Reaching outward as all those around them were drawn within, the couple began to purchase empty estates in the nearby countryside, brought them to abundance, and used their profits to purchase dusty shops within the town. These in turn were brightened, and filled with eager, new shopkeepers hoping to partake in the town's growing festivities.

Growing older, the couple were openly discussing their fears that only one of them would complete their travels, when a visiting grandchild told them of plans to join them. Hearing this, the lovers quarreled, came together, and decided to leave.

They left the inn, and at the appointed time a train came and took them home.

The innkeeper was pleased.

The End

you are a sick person......