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(fifth act) multiple choice!

SCENE ONE
[Instructor Evans is on a mission, striding towards...Tom's office? Who would have thought our artsy instructor would be seen on the fighting side of things?]

SCENE TWO
[Or actually fighting, for that matter! Sharpay is spending a bit more time in the training center lately, kick boxing her way through the Grat population with Blizzaga junctioned to her elemental attack. Breaking a sweat only puts a satisfied smirk on her face.]

SCENE THREE
[She's also doing what appears to be her usual marking out in the quad, enjoying the summer sunshine. This time is a bit unusual up close, though: Though she does have some assignments by her side and there's an open notebook next to her with some improv games written down, there is also a formalwear catalogue on top of that notebook, and the movements of her pen in a notebook look more like doodling than writing.]

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Busy as ever, I see!

[Here's Botan, Sharpay, appearing out of nowhere. Looking over your shoulder. Mischievous as ever.]

[Those doodles, Botan, are a mix of dress and hairpiece designs and typographic attempts on her own name. Sharpay grins as she turns to look at Botan.] Organizing my homecoming campaign on top of classes is exhausting. [She complains, with relish. Let's face it: She would have been livid had she not been nominated.]

[After knowing Sharpay for nearly two years, she realizes this, but can't help but play along~]

Poor dear, it must be tough~

[She slides down to sit next to her, musing as she looks over the designs.]

I wonder if Tom would allow me to get started on his... We both know he won't do a lick of anything for his own campaign.

...Other than possibly wearing that tiara I snuck into his quarters, as a joke.

[Sharpay laughs.] I'm considering asking him to be my running partner just so something gets done on his campaign. We'd have to make sure my tiara matches his!

[She glances down at the logo attempts and tries out Tom's name in the same style as one. Though she tries to pass it off as an experiment, her movements are a little too fluid for this to be the first time she's tried it; Shar's not enough of an artist for that.]

Oh, I'm sure it would! Lovely princess style, thin, almost a circlet -- elegant yet anything but understated. Just enough glamor to make him shine~

[... Poor, poor Tom.

Botan notices the just how easy it is for her to "experiment" -- and though it could be explained away with the fact that Tom is a rather short name, what are friends for if they can't tease/trolololol you?]

Just now considering it, hmm~?

[My, Sharpay, are we getting a tiny bit defensive?] Okay, I've been considering it for a while... I like to have a running partner on these things; it's worked before. [It's as simple as that.]

Sure, sure~

[She grins, rather amused and a tiny bit pleased to hear her friend's defensiveness. It's cute.]

What better way to get things done -- or at least attempt them. You know how Tom can be.

Exactly!

[Sharpay's just going to ignore that "sure, sure".]

If I do ask him to run with me [his actual consent is none of her concern], would you help me out?

Of course, Sharpay~

[She chuckles, amused and fully well knowing her friend by now that Tom will end up running with her, whether he likes it or not.]

Someone has to handle his things and I've already told him as much. When were you planning on ... asking ... him, hmm?

[She shrugs.] Once I'm done with these. [She picks up an art assignment, looking mournfully to the catalogue and her designs.] These are just so much more interesting; I can't stand Early Dollet art...

Ah, the paperwork aspect of lessons. The bane of all our existences as instructors!

[Sharpay chuckles.] Sometimes even the curriculum!

[She grins and winks, leaning a bit forward on the bench; as if sharing some sort of secret.] And we used to think that we were the sole reason our Instructors needed a drink at the end of the day~

I guess what goes around comes around. [She smiles, not as brightly as before, suddenly reminded of her backstabbing little assistant in her senior year of high school...]

[Botan tilts her head, noticing the change in the smile her friend is projecting. Something ...]

What's the matter?

Mm, just thinking of something stupid from home; it's nothing. [Really!]

So, how are your classes going?

Seems like something...

[Botan may seem like a ditz, with how cheerful she is, but she is far, far from it! :c And worried about her friend, now.]

...I found the missing CPR dummies. Covered in glitter. I'm not sure why, nor do I wish to know.

[Sharpay pauses, visibly perplexed by the mental image of glittery CPR dummies, before bursting out laughing.]

Studio art project, maybe? I'd hope the GFC would have more sense than to want to use them for homecoming decorations.

[Well, laughter's better than anything else! She'll let the subject stay changed to that.

Botan smiles, giving off a laugh of her own.]

I really hope it's the former than the latter! That would put the disaster that happened last year to shame...

[Just as planned!]

Remind me what happened last year?

[And here's the point where the mun totally makes stuff up.]

Pranks galore, like every year it seems.

[She's pretty much the last person he expected to hang around his office. Tom was just about to head out to grab a bite to eat, but Shar's definitely more important than a couple of burgers.]

Hey. Didn't think I'd see you here today. ["Or ever," but he's too polite to admit that.]

Surprise! [That smile is deliberately meant to be disarming, but she only flashes it for a second.] Do you have a minute? [She indicates his office with a slight tilt of her head. A more private minute than the hallway, if you please.]

Plenty. [He raises an eyebrow, but says nothing as he holds the door of his office for her as they walk through.] What's up?

[Sharpay makes herself comfortable in a seat.] Have you thought about your Homecoming campaign at all?

[Oh for crying out loud---] Not really. I figure Snow's probably going to win anyways, considering he's "got three girlfriends" and all.

[Obviously, he doesn't believe a word of the rumors, but seriously. Campaigning? Him? Since when?]

[Her laughter is partially at the rumors, partially at Tom's assumptions and not thinking about it.] Three girlfriends or none, he doesn't have to win! How would you like to be my running partner?

[It honestly hasn't occurred to her that he might say no; asking is just a formality so he doesn't get surprised later.]

Suuuure? [Honestly, he's just confused as to why she's asking him instead of someone that might care... like Cid. Cid'd care, right?] I'm not really sure what that means, but I'll go along with it.

[Because she doesn't know Cid that well! Friends are more fun to run with and easier to order around.] It means we'll run for Homecoming together: Vote Tom Bronson and Sharpay Evans for Homecoming King and Queen! [That sentence sounds rehearsed. She even waves her hand as if she can see it in lights.] It seems to give unsure voters a solid unit to vote for, as well as bringing together people who would have voted for one or the other of us.

[What did he just agree to. Tom's trying really hard not to let his doubt show as he folds his arms and attempts a smile for the sake of things.]

So what you're saying is a joint campaign. I don't know, Shar... it sounds like a lot of work just for one night. [It's not a no - because Tom'd never say that - so much as "I'm not making those flyers. EVER."]

Oh, you don't have to lift a finger if you don't want to! I'd need you to come and get fitted for your tux - so we match [totally matter of fact] - but if you don't want to do the rest of it, that's fine. [She sorted out Zeke before he even got the courage to ask her to prom. SHAR'S GOT THIS.]

A tux? Do I have to? [He clearly signed up for a one way ticket to ~~hell~~ Funland at the rate this is going.] I just...

Look, you don't have to do all of it alone. Let me know if there's little things I can do? And I know Botan demanded to be my campaign manager, so I can get her to talk to you or something.

[Nodnodnod! To everything: The tux, the little things, Botan.] Absolutely. [And that is also to everything, though said once he's finished.]

I think we'll make a great team! You, me, Botan. [Little does he know that Shar's already floated the idea of a joint campaign to her.]

[Probably a good thing he doesn't. ;; He might've actually revolted had he known.]

Yeah, I think we will too. You have a theme picked out already?

[Sharpay shakes her head: Nothing beyond she's going to wear pink. Don't worry, Tom, you'll probably get away with a pink tie and/or pocket square.] Not yet. Do you have any ideas?

Not really. Maybe we can brainstorm later? [Now he's just regretting this line of conversation.] I'd say now, but I'm not sure if you're up for grabbing a burger or two.

Now works for me! [Just one burger for Shar. Must stay in shape!]

Awesome! I'm sure we can find a salad or something there too. I'd... stay in Garden to get it, but the food's been interesting lately.

[Their new cook? Can't really cook. Which is a shame, since the food was actually interesting before the past couple of weeks...]

[Sharpay stands up to get going.] Gosh, I know. That sushi last week... [Horror!]

I didn't even bother with that when I realized they couldn't make french fries anymore. [He opens the door and holds it for her as they go through] That's impossible to mess up.

[And this door holding is why she appreciates him.] It's so hard to find good help sometimes...

Sure seems like it. Next time, they might want to screen them before hiring them... [He sighs, stuffing his pockets.]

So did you run before? It sounded like the voice of experience back there.

[Sharpay's smile is proud as she looks into the distance.] Prom queen... Homecoming queen.

[Drama queen.]

Impressive. [He's willing to tolerate her antics until they go overboard! That's gotta count, right?] Better than me. I got voted Club President for stuff by default.

[No one else wanted to be Math Club President or AV Club President... and really, Tom couldn't blame them.]

Hey, so were my brother and I! [Who else was Kelsi going to vote for for Drama Club President? Herself? Who are we kidding, she probably voted for Ryan and Sharpay went "WE'RE TWINS; YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE US BOTH."] It happens.

Well, if it even happened to you.... then I guess it isn't so bad. [He grins back.] You'll smoke the competition for sure.

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(fifth act) multiple choice!

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let us date this to before the thread with Tom

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