fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony Class of 2007 Part I

The sun was shining high in the sky above the front lawn (not that this would matter to certain members of the audience since there was a nice awning and shaded pathways). A stage was set up with a podium and several seats for the administration and guests. Off to the side of the stage, a guitar for musical performances.

In front of the stage, blue and gold chairs were set for the largest graduating class in Fandom High history (not that it was a tough record to achieve), and to either side of those chairs were bleachers for students, family, friends, alumni, and residents of the town of Fandom who wanted to wtiness this event.

It was a beautiful day for a graduation.

[OOC: ~~Please wait for OCD.~~ You're good to go! This post is mostly for audience mingling, general graduation stuff, and such. Look for Part II with your standard Fandom Surprise early this afternoon.

It'll be kind of hard to miss the events of the second post, so you might want to hold off an any post-graduation posts for a while to avoid being Jossed.]

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"I don't think so. Max and Michael are still out there. I need to get back to them. Hopefully in August I'll be able to." She refused to think about what would happen if she couldn't.

"So tell me, how's life in LA? Logan behaving himself?"

"It's good," Angel said. "Busy. Lotta cases. Logan's holding up his end, believe me."

"Good to hear," Isabel nodded. "Otherwise I bet I could convince Parker we need to go on a little road trip to do some thwapping."

"She needs an excuse now?"

"Probably not. It's just a matter of working it into her schedule," she admitted. "She's leaving on the nineteenth and has a pretty busy summer planned."

"Anything I should be worried about?"

"Maybe. She's spending a few weeks in Moscow translating for her dad," Isabel explained, making a face. She'd yet to actually meet Mr. Parker, but she'd already learned to dislike him intensely. "I hope he does get her too stressed."

"She can always come hide with me," Angel said. "Plenty of room at the Hyperion."

"That would make a good reality show," she laughed.

"No way am I letting Parker vote anyone out of my hotel."

Isabel grinned, "No, but watching them battle it out for a reward challenge would be pretty funny."

"You're not wrong," Angel admitted. "We could place bets."

"I've been looking for a way to earn a little money. That could work," she agreed. "We'll split the proceeds, 50/50."

"Okay, but only because I like you," Angel said.

Isabel wrinkled her nose at him then laughed. "God I missed you."

Angel smiled back at her. "Me too."

"You're either going to have to come back before August, or I'm going to have to take a trip out to LA," she smiled. "Do more tourist stuff. I still haven't been to the tar pits."

"Come out," Angel said. "You know we've got room."

"I just might do that," Isabel said. "Especially once everyone leaves. This place will be to quiet, even with the newbies coming in."

"You're always welcome," Angel said. "Besides, Sean misses you."

"Sean misses anyone that'll rub his head or throw a stick."

"Are you implying that my dog is not discriminating?" Angel asked, quirking his eyebrows up.

"No, I'm in implying that your dog is extremely loveable and willing to overlook many personality flaws that would send a less understanding person screaming for the hills," Isabel said, with a perfectly straight face.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure there's an insult to me in there, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Absolutely not," she said quickly. Other people living at the Hyperion? Well she's not going to elaborate.

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Fandom High Graduation Ceremony Class of 2007 Part I - Saturday Afternoon

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