Destroy the club flag

You glance at the desk and watch as liquid spreads over the club flag that Tammy was making. She frantically tries to wipe off the chemical, but it only spreads it over the flag.

"Dammit, dork! What did you do?!" Dana howls.

"I'm sorry!" Tammy says. "I accidentally broke a vial! I was trying to mix a new paint substance!"

"Oh, fantastic!" Rebecca groans. "Now we don't have one of those flags! We won't be seen as a real club without it!"

You step in front of Tammy, shielding her from the other girls. "Hey, lay off of her, okay?! She made a mistake! It happens!"

"You're always so quick to defend her, aren't you, Sam?" Chris teases.

You turn back to Tammy, who blushes and straightens her glasses. She suddenly becomes very interested in returning to her paint.

Denise picks up the flag and studies at it. "Oh, this doesn't look too bad. We can cut out the wet part and sew on something new."

"We can't just sew something into the middle," Tammy says. "Then it'll look like garbage."

"As opposed to how it looks now?" Rebecca mocks.

You let out a sigh and pick up the flag. "I think she's right; it's ruined. We'll just have to ask one of the teachers or Ms. Pershing for a new one."

"Uh, I don't think that's gonna work," Dana says. "I'm in here for a few...problems. If she finds out I'm not working, she'll probably make this worse for us."

"She not a total bitch," Chris argues. "That's Crystal you're thinking about."

"What if we ask one of the other clubs for help? Or a friend?" Denise suggests. "I mean, pretty much all of the girls are still here. There's got to be someone who'll help."

You take a minute to think about both suggestions.