fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2008, Saturday Afternoon (Part I)

The sun was shining over the front lawn of the school (except for the part of the bleachers covered by an awning, in case anyone with sun issues had shown up), and the temperature had thankfully turned out to be perfect for the occasion. There was a stage placed prominently on the lawn, set up with a podium and a number of heavy metal chairs for the administration and guests. In front of the stage were platforms with more of the metal chairs; they'd been painted blue and gold, and were sitting empty and waiting for the arrival of the class of 2008. There were bleachers on each side of the platforms, for students, family, friends, alumni, and residents of the town who wanted to come and watch.

Alas, it was time for another class to graduate.

[OOC: ~~If you ping in before the OCD is over, I will end you and all that you love. Ahem.~~ OCD is done, go and rock out! This post is for audience mingling and general graduation stuff. The requisite WTF-y part of graduation will be posted later. Like last year, 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 can imagine. From what Meg's said they're not the type to appreciate a well placed innuendo."

"That's an understatement. I go to Catholic school now. It's about as much fun as you think it would be," Lizzie said dryly. "And the outfits suck."

"You mean all I hear about Catholic schoolgirl uniforms is wrong?" Dean shook his head. "Next you'll be telling me there's no such thing as the Easter Bunny."

"Hey, I was shocked too when I first saw them. And you can't even make any adjustments," she said. "Those nuns are mean."

"Well maybe you can use reverse psychology on your parents," Dean suggested. "Tell them how much you don't want them to send you to school here and..."

"No way. At least when I get out of class I can still hang out in Neptune," Lizzie said. "From what I've seen so far, this place is kind of boring."

Dean cracked up. "Sweetheart, the last thing Fandom is, is boring."

"Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it."

"Those there?" Dean said, still snickering. "Those are what known as famous last words."

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