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[A bathroom mirror comes slightly into focus, a faint reflection visible. Once the steam clears, it becomes clear it's Marti, though she's full dressed and seems to only be about to brush her teeth when she notices.]

No.

[Darkness. In community time, it seems like only a few seconds but when it turns back on, Marti is on the couch, books in her lap. Something causes her to look up. Immediately, the books drop as she moves to turn it off. ]

I'm losing to a computer. Great, just the boost I need.

[Black again. Next time, seconds later again, she appears, this time standing in front of it.]

Okay, so, I'm being stalked by a pushy computer who wants to play therapist. So, here's for the sharing and caring...

I have the cheerleader audition today. It's normal to be nervous, right? Right. People are nervous. [She begins to pace.] Especially when something as big as a scholarship is on the line. By the way, thanks again Wanda.

[A deep breath and then she stops.] So, I shared. Your turn. Any tips for a girl who's about to try out for the cheerleading for the first time at a college level?

Alcohol's not an option.

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I usually have no problem with needing to move forward, but I can see how it might help some people.

[ It comes from having an intense life. ]

If you'd like, I can make a good luck oil for you. It's a fairy recipe, but it's made out of simple things that I can easily get ahold of.

[She smiles.] Thanks but I'll pass. I've depended on myself too long to start looking for luck.

You must be very strong, then.

I think it's more that luck hasn't always been on my side. I'll remember the tea idea, though, thanks.

Then I'll wish you good luck and hope that it can aid you in addition to your own will.

I'll take it. Thanks.