Zelda12343 - Wait and see, they might get to know each other a bit more as the story goes on.
Oh dear, Rosaline and her dad are not getting on! Let's see how Hermy-wa and the boys are getting on.
"Hermy-wa, what are you doing down there?"
"Oh. Hi Wooshy-wo!" replied Hermia, from where she sat perched on the end of the road.
"Hi, Hermy-wa. Why were you down here?" asked Mercutio.
Hermia struggled up "I've kind of been thrown out the house for today"
"What did you do?" asked Romeo.
"Erm...I kind of pissed off my step-ma and Eugene yelled at me to go out and leave her along. Only I didn't know if you lot were out, so I've been sitting here for about an hour alone. My butt is freezing"
"I'll say" shivered Benvolio.
"Why didn't you ring me?" asked Mercutio.
"Because Tybalt sat on my phone last night with his fat chav arse. He says it was an accident, but it probably wasn't. I was saying angry stuff about him to Juliet this morning, Step-toe overheard me, yelled at me, taking his side, I said she was having an affair with him as a joke, but she took it personally, Eugene came out to see what was going on, she did that classic Oftmoro 'Poor little me' act and so he yelled at me, told me go out and stop annoying her, so I am here" sighed Hermia.
"Stupid Tybalt. He makes everything go wrong" Mercutio nodded in sympathy "Well, your soul sister is here now, so you're hanging out with us, and today we are...what are we doing today, guys?"
"I'm meeting Rosaline" said Romeo moonily.
"Here we go again" muttered Mercutio.
"Don't start, you two" trembled Benvolio.
"Are you making fun of me, Mercutio?" demanded Romeo.
"Yes" replied Mercutio "Because you are pathetic. Rosaline does not love you! She never has, never will, and you may as well give up!"
"She's already seeing someone!" shouted Hermia. Benvolio wilted away and sat on someone's garden wall.
"And she wears a Chastity Ring!" added Mercutio.
"You're jealous!" Romeo dismissed "I love her. I'll make it work. I haven't felt this way before"
"Oh my God, just listen to us!" groaned Mercutio, banging his head against a lamppost "Why don't you get it? You are not in love with Rosaline. You are delusional and you are in love with the idea of being in love. And you are driving me nuts. She does not want anything to do with you"
"Why are you in love with her? She is a cow. She makes my life hell at every opportunity. If I had a penny for every time she called me a bastard I'd be richer than your family and my family and Mercutio's family combined" explained Hermia "Remember the other day when she and Tybalt got me in trouble for hanging out with you? Remember when she told Tybalt to drown me at the swimming pool? Remember when she told me to kill myself? Remember when she told everyone that I was a slag? Remember when she told everyone that I wasn't really Lady Capulet's? Remember when she started a Hermia Hate Club and wrote nasty things about me in a notebook? Why are you in love with a cold-hearted cow like her? Everything about her is so...is so..."
"Fake" finished Mercutio "She controls and manipulates everyone around her with her variety of different faces. She changes from a chavette to a sweet little school girl within minutes. Stop obsessing, and do something useful with your time"
"You don't understand!" cried Romeo "Love is a very complex thing"
"Shut up, Romeo!" shouted Benvolio, making a change from his usually docile demeanour "I know what love is, and I can tell you that you only want to get in Rosaline's tarty leopard print thong!"
"Ha!" cackled Mercutio.
"Amen to that!" Hermia snorted.
"Well, who are you in love with?" demanded Romeo.
Benvolio flushed "You know Rose..."
"Aww, Benny loves Rosy Posy" teased Hermia "You look so cute together!"
"Yeah! And Benvolio doesn't obsess over her every minute of the day or bang on about her to us. It might not last forever, but that's the sort of 'love' you should be looking for. Or, you could just give up. I don't think there's such thing as love anyway. It drives me nuts" dismissed Mercutio.
"This isn't fair. I'd be nice to you if any of you were in love" snivelled Romeo.
"Well, it's a damn good job I'm not" said Mercutio. Romeo was silenced. He knew he'd been outspoken. But he just couldn't get his mind off Rosaline! She was so beautiful, so captivating, so glamorous, so amazing...
"Well, if you're going to be mean, I'm going to try ringing her again. I rung her this morning and told her to meet me by the fountain at noon"
"Fantastic" scoffed Hermia "You go, and I'll laugh when she stands you up! I heard she's with Tybalt today, doing whatever they like doing when they're alone"
"Like smoking pot" said Mercutio.
"Exactly! They are smoking pot. She won't come"
"She might!" Romeo cried hopefully "She might come! Let's go!"
"Bye, Romeo. See you in an hour. WHEN SHE'S STOOD YOU UP!" shouted Mercutio after him.