Sharpay trudged back into court, resting her cheek on Troy's shoulder while Gabi put her arm around her, and Ryan hung back behind them, not exactly sure what to do. He felt a little left out.
Gabriella hugged Sharpay and then ran over to her parents, frightened by the experience. Sharpay was called to the stand again.
"You have to carry me up there." Sharpay said bossily.
"Whyyyyyyy?" Troy whined.
Sharpay looked angry, "Because I said so, duh!"
Troy picked Sharpay up and not very well. He managed to carry her, but it took him a long time to make it up to the stand because she kept slipping from his arms. He dumped her on the wooden chair and sighed when he finally reached the stand. "You are a lot heavier than you look." he noted.
Sharpay pouted, "I am not."
The lawyer did not look the least bit amused. "Troy you may leave now."
Troy slid into the wooden seat with Sharpay and slipped his arm around her, "Uh uh. I gotta' stay here with Sharpay, she's still upset about almost dieing!"
Sharpay nodded solemnly. The lawyer tried to keep down his blood pressure and talk calmly, "Well I'm afraid you can't stay with Sharpay. Only one person on the verdict at the time."
"One big person equals two small persons." Sharpay explained.
"Yeah. And I have to sit with her 'cus she's my wife." Troy explained matter-of-factly.
The lawyer tried to take a different approach, "Well you see Troy, a lot of other people's wives have gone on the court stand when they were upset too. But even if the husband cares about the wife, they go sit in those stands because only one person- big or small- is aloud to be up here at one time."
Troy shrugged and didn't buge, "They must not have been good husbands." he said carelessly.
"Yeah, I bet that's how you treat your wife too." Sharpay said teasingly, "If he even has one." she added to Troy and the two laughed.
The lawyer looked offended, "Well I'm not married but I have a girlfriend." he said in a high squeaky voice, forgetting that it was indeed a kindergartner's remark that stung him.
Sharpay shook her head, "If you're not married by the time you nine, you're never going to get married, trust me." she said in her know-it-all voice.
The lawyer rolled his eyes and turned to the judge, "Your honor. Please do something. The 'married' five year olds won't split."
The judge chuckled, "I think it's cute. Let them stay, they're only little children, you can't-"
Sharpay's jaw dropped open, "Ahem!" she interupted, "I am not a little child! I'm five and a half. That's half a decay! I am a full grown-up now!"
The lawyer snapped, "You are not a 'grown-up'! You can not drive, you can not drink, and you CAN NOT be legally married!"
Sharpay siged heavily rolling her eyes at the man, "I can to drive! I have a barbie jeep and I hardly ever even fall off of it. And I can drink all by myself! I don't even need a lid on my cup! I can even drink grape juice by myself and I don't even spill it that much! And I am too married! Chad married me and Troy on the play ground two weeks and three days ago! Don't you know anything?"
The judge laughed, "Very good Miss. Evans, you might make a pretty good lawyer yourself some day. However for the case of your own lawyer, I recess court untill Friday at nine am!"
He hit his hammer on the table. Sharpay's eyes grew large and she jumped up, in order to play with the hammer. She swung down on it to hit the table like the judge had done, but instead hit the judges fingers with all her might. "Owwwwwww!" he screamed in pain, turning to the frightened Sharpay.
She didn't give him a chance to say another word. She ran frantically tripping over Troy, falling down, scrambling back up, and sprinting over to her mother, where she dashed behind her legs.
Her mother sighed, "Come on out darling, we're leaving." Sharpay's mother turned to Sharpay's father, "I hope we can still win this case. Poor Sharpay has been through so much already today."
"I don't think they will question her anymore." her dad said, "I think on Friday they are interviewing the teacher and the students."