FLASHBACK TO HIGH SCHOOL
Sharpay sat down at her wooden school desk, surrounded by many other school desks that were occupied by students. Her teacher asked the class to pass their homework forward. Sharpay simply took out a sheet of blank notebook paper, wrote her name on it and passed it forward. That was all she ever handed in. Thats all her agent said she had to hand in. She was so close to making it big that her grades just didn't matter. She got F's in every subjects. Like her agent said, it didn't matter. She knew it was probably a bad thing, but she figured that once she was famous, it wouldnt matter.
BACK TO REALITY
Sharpay walked down the red carpet. Still thinking. She really regretted listening to that agent. She was so dumb. Yes, she had alot of money, and yes, she got everything she wanted, but she felt so dumb sometimes. She couldn't pronounce alot of words in scripts given to her, and sometimes, directors wouldn't hire her because of her lack of word pronounciation. She felt stupid not knowing how to multiply or divide.
These, we're the thoughts, of Sharpay Evans.
