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Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part III

More tables and chairs had been set up further out on the lawn, where there weren't as many trees. That meant there wasn't as much shade either, so these tables had more fans on them to make up for the difference. Still, it was bound to be quieter over here than closer to the main area.

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He'd learn. "So, where are you from, Jack?" Roy asked. "And do they have a Gotham City there?"

"Hart, Missouri. Never heard of Gotham City, but Missouri's full of small towns pretending to be cities, so it's possible." He misunderstood what was meant by 'there'. "Where are you from?"

And that answered that question, though not in the way Jack intended. "Gotham's in New Jersey, actually," Roy said. "Most recently, I'm from Star City, California."

"Haven't heard of either of those places," he said apologetically. "But California, that's pretty cool. Long way to go for school."

"Yeah, well," Roy said, shrugging. "So is Missouri."

"Not my first choice," he admitted. "My little brother Bobby's an overachiever. The school offered him a place, he wanted to go, but there wasn't a chance in hell our mom would let that happen unless I came too. Sucks transferring, but I agreed to it."

"That's cool," Roy said. "You're a good brother, man."

Jack shrugged and smiled. "Can't trust the kid on his own. He doesn't come with an off switch or a sense of self-preservation. You got any brothers?"

Roy knew a lot of people like that! "He'll fit right in here," he assured Jack, which probably wasn't that reassuring to, like, a normal person. "And, no, I'm an only child." Also, an orphan twice over. Also also, disowned.

"Bet you get your fill of people around here without having to be related to them living in the dorms with everyone."

"You get used to it," Roy said. "I kind of like it." He worked best in a group.

"Is it true the floors are co-ed?"

"Yeah," Roy said, nodding confirmation. "Actually, some of the rooms are co-ed, but I got stuck with a guy. He's not that bad--well, kind of a dick, but. A girl would've been cool, y'know?"

Jack shook his head. "Talk about a progressive school. But hey, at least you don't have to deal with hair products and them insisting you have to leave the room every time they want to change." He grinned. "I could see the benefits though. I've got a guy too. Andy. You know him?"

"No, I don't think so," Roy admitted. He'd spent a lot of time he could've spent meeting people being eaten up by his own drama, though. "Wait. I think he's on the radio thing. Watch out for the radio thing," he warned.

"There's a radio...thing?"

"Yeah, it's like a news thing? They, like, report everything that happens every day. Even really boring things," Roy said. "It's kind of creepy, but you get used to it."

"This place is a privacy nightmare, and I thought Hart was bad. Thanks, man. I appreciate the heads up. Is there really nothing good to do here so people have to gossip to keep themselves entertained?"

"Well, that depends on what you mean by 'good,'" Roy said. "There aren't really any sports, bu t there's cheerleading, and, like, a lot of independent and organized fighting practice. And there's no drinking age, if you're into that."

"Not huge, but I won't turn it down," Jack acknowledged. "No sports? It's a high school." Brain did not compute.

"It's a private school," Roy reminded him. "And a lot of the students aren't coming from regular high schools, so they don't know to expect sports, I guess."

"This place is so weird." Oh he had no idea. "But there's fighting? Like wrestling or martial arts?"

"Like...fighting," Roy said. "That stuff is involved, sure."

"Please tell me I didn't just march my brother into a secret militia training academy."

Roy laughed, then assured Jack, "You totally didn't just march your brother into a secret militia training academy. Stuff just happens here sometimes, and it helps to be prepared. Or you just like that kind of stuff. Like, I'm an archer."

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