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So everyone else had, like, dramatic backstories and reasons to show up here and stuff. Which was fine, you know, if you were emotionally in the zone enough to go to those kinda lengths. Denise had just been, you know, chilling with her dad last night watching some hockey guys really pound in on each other - no, seriously, really get into it. One of them broke a rib or something, which was kinda cool.

Then she'd been dropped off at the airport, gotten a ticket stuffed into her hands, and that was that. No reason to get all dramatic and touchy-feely about it.

And now it was Saturday morning and she was on the airport. Sitting around. Chugging water and listening to her discman while watching the kids down the hall, trying to figure out how they were gonna croak. Sure, there was some kind of shuttle supposed to show up, but it wasn't there yet. A girl had to keep herself busy.

She figured the dweebs starting to mill around the terminal were probably classmates or something. Lame.

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"I don't know if I would have been the smartest," Lindsay replied. She'd probably be close to it, at least. "Besides, why would I want to be debating academics when I could be taking part in arts and crafts at camp."

Yes, that was her attempt at sarcasm. "So, you guessed I'm from the Midwest. Where are you from?"

"Boston, originally," Peter said. "And I'm pretty sure that when it comes to that situation, if you're smart enough not to actually show up, you were probably going to be the smartest one there."

"As for arts and crafts, well. I hear Popsicle stick art really helps unruly kids learn the error of their ways."

"Well, when you put it that way, sure, I'd totally be the smartest," Lindsay smirked. "So this is just proof that I shouldn't learn the error of my ways, then. I better stay away from Popsicle sticks."

"I'll keep an eye out," Peter said. "If I ever spot you with a Popsicle stick and there's isn't a Popsicle on it, I'll save you from yourself."

"I would appreciate that," Lindsay said with a slight chuckle.

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