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Gotta hit the ground dancin'
Character(s): Tom Bronson, Oli Westcliffe
Location: The DAN 101 ballroom
Rating: PG at most
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed!
Summary: Two old buddies catch up on old times! Aaand Tommy's getting some badly-needed dance lessons since he barely passed the first time.
If it weren't for the fact that Oli - no surprise, of course - taught DAN 101, Tom knew that he wouldn't have bothered to stop by the classroom. But as it was, he was impressed with himself for a) bothering to read the memos Headmaster sent out and b) actually attempting to step into the classroom after his so-called "epic failures" in the ballroom.
Still, part of him couldn't help grinning as he leaned against the wall and waited for the class to end. Once all these kids headed out towards lunch, he'd have time to catch up and talk to someone he hadn't seen in nearly forever. Part of him immediately felt bad for not sending out letters, but he supposed it was better to talk to Oli in person than through snail mail anyways.
The kids couldn't leave fast enough. The minute they packed up their bags and headed out, Tom wove through the crowd and waved energetically at his friend, "Hey!" He called, his happiness somewhat contagious, "Oli! Got a moment?"
Location: The DAN 101 ballroom
Rating: PG at most
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed!
Summary: Two old buddies catch up on old times! Aaand Tommy's getting some badly-needed dance lessons since he barely passed the first time.
If it weren't for the fact that Oli - no surprise, of course - taught DAN 101, Tom knew that he wouldn't have bothered to stop by the classroom. But as it was, he was impressed with himself for a) bothering to read the memos Headmaster sent out and b) actually attempting to step into the classroom after his so-called "epic failures" in the ballroom.
Still, part of him couldn't help grinning as he leaned against the wall and waited for the class to end. Once all these kids headed out towards lunch, he'd have time to catch up and talk to someone he hadn't seen in nearly forever. Part of him immediately felt bad for not sending out letters, but he supposed it was better to talk to Oli in person than through snail mail anyways.
The kids couldn't leave fast enough. The minute they packed up their bags and headed out, Tom wove through the crowd and waved energetically at his friend, "Hey!" He called, his happiness somewhat contagious, "Oli! Got a moment?"
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"What?" He asked, trying not to sound as confused as he was, "Not... really?"
Granted, he still had a crush on someone, but his not-so-secret crush on Sharpay was obvious to pretty much everyone but her, and Tom was convinced it wasn't going to go anywhere as it was. "There were like, drunken make-out sessions, but it wasn't anything serious or 'write-home-worthy.'"