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

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

In order to give people a place to get away from the traffic jam of the buffet and information tables, most of the chairs and tables had been set up further out on the lawn, away from the school building. The bonfires were going strong, and there was plenty of room for everyone to sit down and enjoy themselves. Assuming they weren't too busy still trying to figure this place out.

[OCD is up! This is the SECOND post for general mingling. Use this post if your browser can't handle the comment load of the first mingling post. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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He shrugged, not about to give anything away. "No, I just know you want to. You did the first time we talked too."

"Did I now?" she drawled. "You know, I barely even remember that conversation."

Liar.

"Yeah, right," he said, all ego and cockiness on that one. "You don't forget fairly dirty conversations. Unless you've turned into some religious prude or something."

"I did, actually," she replied lightly, finally throwing what was left of her cigarette away. "But that was only for a day."

"Hey, that's cool, I've always wanted to desecrate a confessional," he said and smirked.

Kate snorted. "Better find yourself some naughty Catholic school girl, then."

"What, you don't wanna play that part in my fantasy, Kate?" Alex asked, feigning sadness. "Why not? I thought we were buds."

"You're not too picky about your buds, are you?" That would've sounded more like teasing if she'd bothered with the tone. But he was a smart guy, he could follow, she was sure. "And I don't look good in plaid."

Also a lie.

"Is that an attempt at insulting me?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "Really though, I can get a bud from anywhere. I don't need you especially if you're not hot in plaid. I should've guessed that."

"Oh Alex, if I was attempting to insult you, you wouldn't need to ask," she assured him, idly. "And I lose all my charm in plaid. Really."

"Oh Kate, you couldn't touch me with your insults," Alex retorted, shaking his head. "You wouldn't even come close."

"Wouldn't be so sure," she replied, "but I wasn't really claiming that, anyway."

"Nah, I can be sure because you wouldn't," Alex said, shaking his head. "What were you claiming?"

"That you'd at least know I was trying to insult you," she explained easily enough. "Not that they'd necessarily hit."

"You trying to insult me, Kate?" Alex wondered. "After I shared my cigarettes with you? How cruel. See if I ever give you anything again."

"I'm not trying to insult you, Alex." Hey, this time she almost let out something resembling a dry laugh. "But I might now that you couldn't keep up with me."

"Pfft. I don't have to keep up with you," he said dismissively, waving a hand. "I'm perfectly fine doing my own thing. If you don't wanna be in it, then hit the road, Blondie."

"Wow, that's original," she snorted. "Unless you're alluding to me having an uncanny resemblance to a young Debbie Harry from this angle, in which case it's actually insightful."

"Yeah, you're not that hot," Alex said, rolling his eyes. "On a scale of one to ten, you're about...a six. Lots of people above you, Blondie."

Kate quirked a brow, a little. "Wow, why so mean all of a sudden?"

She really wasn't all that affected. Outwardly, anyway. Inside it was so much harder to tell.

"You consider that mean?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you had some legendary thick skin or something."

"Well, it's currently pretty bruised," she retorted. "Bruises make stuff hurt more, right?"

"What, like literally?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "You fall down some stairs or something?"

Wasn't that the typical excuse?

"Run into a door?"

"Got beat up."

Maybe she said the truth just to see his reaction.

Hey, she was talking to the abused kid. He didn't even flinch.

"By who?"

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