Gender Neutral Monologues From Scenes From High School Drama Students

Negotations

I come before you today with a humble plea—a plea for mercy, a plea for leniency, and dare I say, a plea for a minor miracle. You see, I stand here as a representative of the desperate souls in this classroom, those poor souls whose time management skills have gone awry, whose life has been plagued by procrastination.

I know, I know, we had weeks to complete the assignment. We were given ample time, like a generous gift from above. But alas, time slipped through our fingers like sand in an hourglass, except we accidentally left the plug open and now all our hopes and dreams are swirling down the drain.

if you could only see the mental Olympics we've been performing in the past few days. We've jumped through hoops, walked tightropes, and attempted to defy the laws of physics, all in the name of finishing this assignment. But gravity keeps pulling us back to reality, and it's not a pretty sight.

And let's talk about distractions, shall we? It's like the universe conspires against us, hurling temptations in our direction. Social media, TV shows, memes that are just too relatable—it's a minefield out there! I mean, how can we resist the magnetic pull of hilarious cat loaf videos?

But fear not, for I come bearing a solution—a solution so bold, so ingenious, it might just earn a Nobel Prize in procrastination studies. How about we bend the space-time continuum, just a tad? I mean, if Marvel can do it, why can't we?

Picture this: we extend the deadline by a mere 24..48…72 hours. Yes, I know, it's a small ask, a tiny stretch of time in the grand scheme of things, but to us mere mortals, it's an eternity! It's a gift from the heavens, a lifeline thrown to help us student achieve ultimate success.

Let’s really stop and pause and consider this request.

(Pause.)

Let’s really visualize the brilliance that could be unleashed with just a bit more time.

(Pause.)

The profound insights, the dazzling arguments, the perfectly crafted assignments that could reshape the very fabric of academia!

So, I implore you, with all the desperation of a squirrel searching for its buried acorn, grant us this extension. Let us rise from the ashes of our own incompetence and redeem ourselves. We promise, with an extra day, we shall produce masterpieces that will make Shakespeare weep with envy.

(Pause. Waiting for reaction.)

Please, please be our hero, our champion in this battle against time. Give us the chance to prove that miracles do happen, even in the realm of due dates.