Yo.
This is a five-shot I'm working on. It's a quickee, so don't worry about Confusion or Secret Obsession. And lucky for you, it's a Troypay. :)
Also, it is based of of Britney Spear's song: Radar. If you know the song, her list will make sense to you. If not, well, it doesn't really matter.
Basically, Sharpay monitors all of the boys she even has a slight interest in and according to her list, decides whether they have everything she wants in a man or not. If not, well, sya-nora. (Hope that's how you spell it...). But if they do ... well, she hasn't found one. Yet. Anyhoo, enjoy this first chapter.
-BeautifulDanger
Radar Requirements
1. Confidence
2. Cockiness
3. Edginess (rough)
4. Midas Touch
5. Interesting Sense of Style
6. Ten-million Dollar Smile
7. Eyes that See to the Soul
Sharpay Evans knows what she wants. She wrote herself a list the moment she figured it out. She keeps it with her, wherever she goes; and whips it out the second she detects any slight inclination towards a member of the opposite sex. It's a checklist, and whoever does not live up to standards is not worth her time. Simple as that.
Today is Interrogation Tuesday. On her inspection list are: Ryan Evans (same last name but of no relation), Zeke Baylor, and Chad Danforth. All three of these highly unlikely males asked her out yesterday. They had better prepare themselves for her merciless, completely impersonal test. Because there will be no exceptions.
Sharpay places her hands on her hips. Her appointment with Mr. Of-No-Relation-Evans was six minutes ago. He has yet to arrive. Well, he had one down. She blows a blonde curl out of her eyes and pulls the list and clipboard out from her locker, clicking open her pen.
2. Cockiness. Check.
Then, as she glances up, she catches a glimpse of Evans as he strolls towards. She spies his outfit and his irresistible swagger as he flows to her like an ocean wave.
1. Confidence. Check.
5. Interesting Sense of Style. Double-check.
But would she call that style edgy? Hmmm….
"Hey," he says, tipping his fedora hat forward. That's smooth.
3. Edginess. X
He cocks a brow when she does not respond. Instead, she holds out a hand. He smirks and shakes it. Sharpay cringes and quickly pulls away. His hands are soft and lotion-y.
4. Midas Touch. X
"I think you're really cute, Ryan," she lies in a sweet tone. Ryan chuckles and grins ear-to-ear. It's a geek's smile.
6. Ten-million Dollar Smile. X
"I think you're cute too," he adds, eyes lighting up with emphasis. But as Sharpay gazes into them, she sees nothing. It's not enough.
7. Eyes that See to the Soul. Not even close.
His score: 3 out of 7. Ryan Evans failed. Sharpay's face folds into a strong smirk. As Ryan stares at her confusedly, she digs her red pen out of her back pocket and scrawls a big, fat "F" on his sheet. She rips it off of her clipboard and slaps to his chest.
"Sorry. This is the only date you'll ever get out of me."
And she walks away.