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Event: Dance A Thon

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Thalia had walked away from the Founder’s Day crowds, needing a rare moment to herself. She looked nothing like how she wanted to present herself--red hot tears threatening to fall down her cheeks, sniffling like a toddler. She hated how easily she cried, but she couldn’t help but want to be crowned Mrs. Maywood. The crowds watching her, the crown on her head... It was a childhood dream, one that was just handed to her classmate like it was nothing. As she rounded the corner, she’d hardly realized where her own feet were taking her. “Elena?” As soon as she’d spoken, she hated the sound of her own voice. It trembled as she pushed back her own tears. Elena Kapoor was a strong woman, stronger than her, and she didn’t want her to see her cry. “I--” She didn’t know why she was there. She looked down at her feet, at her summer heels, and she took a calming breath. “We should be up there, after all the work we’ve done.”

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Thalia, though the event wasn’t over, was quite proud of herself. For the most part, everything was falling into place--apart from her and Elena not wearing crowns on their heads. The parade was spectacular, to say the least. Last year, after helping Elena plan her first Founder’s Week, she’d gone alone, stressed over every last detail. But now, standing back with Jade’s warm arms wrapped around her middle, she felt a wave of calm rush over her. “I always make an impression. You’ve lived with me for a few weeks now. Would you expect any different?” She knew she’d certainly made an impression on her roommate, if the past weeks were any indication. She still wasn’t sure how she managed it--helping Elena plan Maywood’s biggest annual event, helping her new roommate settle in, and finding herself someone to help relieve her stress. She leaned back into the touch, watching as the floats drove by in succession. 

The announcement of Mr. Maywood had taken him by surprise. In fact, he’d actively campaigned and requested that people not vote for him. So, hearing his name announced had felt like a sock to the gut. “You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Edgar groaned. “I’m a good person. I swear, I don’t deserve this.”

Ava knew in was going to be insane in town this week. During her time in Maywood, she learned quickly how excited everyone got each year for the week long event. Ava glanced over to the person next to her. “Is it strange that I don’t get all hyped up about this event like everyone else around here does?” she asked.

Who would have imagined that the Yangs would have won Mr. and Miss Maywood for their age group. She honestly wasn’t expecting it. The float ride had been interesting. The siblings basically side-eyeing eachother, trying not to laugh as they played the part of Maywood royalty along the parade route. It reminded her of her equestrian days. Smile plastered as she and her horse paraded around for all to see. Letting out a soft sigh of relief as the route ended and she was able to step off the float. “I’m new to this. Am I supposed to wear the crown all week?” 

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Thalia had been at the office for about ten minutes, trying to make sure everything was in order for Elena. Her signature iced coffee waited on her desk--Founder’s Week was a stressful time of year. It was only her second one helping Elena, and she knew she had to help her get every detail right. “Elena, you’re amazing. Failure just isn’t an option with you.” She pulled out her own phone, pulling up her notes on the event at hand. Everything seemed to be falling into place. “The only thing we have left on my list seems to be the Dance a Thon. Now, the decorations are set to arrive tomorrow. The DJ has confirmed the gig, but on the off chance he bails, I have prepared a set playlist. Got to cover all the bases.” 

Rosalie found herself hanging up some lights around the town. She hadn’t necessarily volunteered to help decorate but when your best friend was an event planner you tended to find yourself decorating for quite a few parties. She didn’t mind though. She found the work could be oddly comforting and perhaps made her more able to let her creative side run free. She was wrapping some of the lights along a few light poles when when the end of them dropped from her hands right in front of someone walking by. Thankfully it hadn’t hit them but still she felt badly. “So sorry about that. It just slipped right from my hand.” She smiled at them as she moved down the little ladder she had been standing on. “Are you alright?”

When Thalia was younger, she’d never put much thought into how Founder’s Week was pulled off. The whole affair was just this grand, mind-blowing ordeal. Now, being Elena’s assistant, her mind was far from her old dreams of being crowned Ms. Maywood and more focused on getting every last detail correct. So focused, in fact, that she hardly noticed Rose hanging lights up until she caught sight of the lights swinging towards her. She squealed, ducked... only for the lights to clear her entirely. “Rose.” She looked up at her boss’s roommate, taking in her smile, and she found herself relaxing slightly. She had that quality about her. “I was nearly murdered, but I think I’ll live,” she teased.

where:  Lucky’s Bar & Grill what: Karaoke Night who: open @maywoodstarters​

WHO: Open @maywoodstarters​ WHERE: Siren’s Song Coffee Shop