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BWI - Portalocity Lounge [Saturday Morning]

It had taken two and a half pep talks from her father to get Miley to be at least sociable today, the last half of which she was currently reading over text messages because her father couldn't figure out how to send messages that were greater than the character limit. Still, "sociable" was a far cry from her normal bubbly self. But she still had to be nice and talk to people, and she would, even if that talking to people was occasionally interrupted by texts from Lilly. (Hey, she had to read those! They could be important!)

She took a seat under the "Fandom High" banner in the airport lounge, with her three glittery pink suitcases and matching cosmetics bag all laid out on the floor in front of her. There. She could do this. If she could maintain a double life for four full years, she could survive boarding school. And maybe tonight, the president would call her back and manage to get her back into Seaview somehow!

...Hey, a girl could dream.

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"Kenzi. Canada." Still highly entertained, but now wondering what other kinds of kids would be at this 'boarding school', Kenzi leaned back and sighed. And started lying with a completely straight face. "The parentals are in Rio, said I couldn't go, so, yay. Summer camp it is. How about you? The accent's all ... somewhere in America."

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"Oh, Rio? That's awesome," Miley replied, grinning. "I had -- I mean, I went to a concert there. It's really nice, but it's probably pretty hot around this time of year, don't you think?"

Whoa there, Miley, slow down.

"And I'm from California. Well -- originally I'm from Tennessee, but I've lived in LA for a while so that's where I came from."

Aaaaand breathe.

"There's some kind of save-the-rainforest schtick there, and I'm hoping they get sunburn," Kenzi said cheerfully. "Yeah? Whose concert?"

This girl was going to be missing earrings. Possibly boots if she didn't pay attention. Which, hey, she might not, with that speed-talking, man. "Tennessee, that's... yeah, I have no idea. Different country. L.A. I've heard of, though. That's pretty cool."

"Hannah Montana," Miley chirped. She'd learned long ago that the whole charade was much easier if she just pretended to be a big fan. "And it was fun. Good concert." She shrugged, grinning. See, maybe she'd been wrong about this girl and she wasn't a bully after all.

Or maybe she was going to lose her earrings. It was true that she wasn't paying a whole lot of attention.

"What's it like in Canada?"

"Never heard of her," Kenzi said, putting it down to radically different music takes. "Still, cool. This is my first trip out of the country. And it's, well. Canada." The urge to say she rode a moose to school was so strong but this chick might be innocent, but no one was dumb enough to buy that. And it was only the first day! She had to save something for later. "Hockey and cold and some awesome music, plus random French-speakers."

Hmm. If she leaned forward to just look at the earrings, could she swipe them, for practice? "Nice jewelry."

...Yup, she very probably could.

"Thanks!" Miley chirped. "They're actually from my best friend Lilly. We traded earrings, 'cause she had to move to Atlanta and I came here, so they're to remember her by."

She tilted her head and gave Kenzi a once-over. "I really like your necklace, too," she added.

Tiiiny slight of hand, and hey, maybe Kenzi would 'find' them later and give them back. They couldn't be worth much, and stealing sentimental shit was too mean. "Cool. My cousin gave me an iPhone--" With which to call in with 'finds'. "But otherwise, just me and my zillion changes of clothing." She grinned down at her necklace. Swiped from a department store. "Yeah? A guy I knew gave it to me, God, ages ago. Good memories, you know?"

Aww, that was cute.

"That's so sweet," Miley said sincerely. "My last boyfriend gave me this," she said, holding up her wrist to reveal a Tiffany's charm bracelet. "We weren't actually dating at the time -- it was really complicated. But, yeah. Good memories." She smiled.

Oh, god. Kenzi was going to have a field day with her.

Just keep on pointing out that stuff that's within easy reach, Miley! You'll get back the loot she can't fence!

"Complicated. I've got a few of those," Kenzi sighed in remembrance. Mostly mock. But hey, there were a few guys she wouldn't punch if she saw them again. That charm bracelet would be so, so awesome... on the other hand, missed real fast, and again, just mean... hm. Idea to save for later if she needed it.

Plus there was always practice.

"So, what did you hear about this Fandom place? I got zippo."

It really was a shame she was so gullible. Sooner or later she'd lose something really important, like her Hannah wig, and then where would she be?

"Well," she said, shifting a little to get more comfortable, "the presi-- uh, I mean, the president of my school's honor society says it comes highly reccomended.

Nice save there.

"But weird," she added. "I heard it's weird."

Miley might not even realize the new wig Kenzi got at that point was hers!

"Weird, how?" Kenzi said, wary. "Are we going to have to meditate or some crap like that?" That's what her pretend parents might have signed her up for. What she really wanted to ask was, Is it like boot camp?!

"We might," Miley replied, wincing a little. "I just heard 'weird.' He kinda talks like that. But I signed up for classes already and they didn't seem, you know, meditate-y, so maybe it's not that crazy?"

"I wonder what they signed me up for." Blaaaah, probably remedial math. Suck. Suck. Suck. "So what classes are you taking? I'm supposed to be a junior here." Unless they made her re-take freshman year, since she hadn't been there for most of that.

A junior? Heh.

"I'm a senior," Miley said, and she tried not to sound gloat-y the way she and Lilly had gloated (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wjgwy8EhySs) the other day when they went to pick up their Seaview schedules.

"And, uh..." She flipped open her phone and went through her messages until she found the one from her dad confirming the classes she was taking. "Got it. How To Avoid Misadventure, Cupcake War Crimes, and... gym." Bleh.

Yeah, you keep working that gloat, see how long you keep those boots, girl.

Kenzi made a face, then was immediately distracted. "Cupcake War Crimes? Are they torturing the frosting? Putting it on trial?" Which actually sounded like fun. "Confess, or we eat you, muahahahaha...."

Gym! SUCK. How did she forget the hell of gym?

Miley laughed. "Yeah, probably something like that," she agreed. "Or maybe they put gross stuff in 'em, like raisins or... ketchup."

A shudder.

"My brother Jackson covers his food with ketchup," she explained. "Not pretty."

"All cupcakes should be assessed on their own merits." Kenzi was a big believer in all food being edible. "I'm an only child." ~~At least until we get more canon, in which case this become another lie.~~ "Ton of cousins, though. And misadventure? Who talks like that?"

Well... aside from Ms. Kunkel?

"No one," Miley decided. "I mean, what does that even mean? Like, adventure gone bad? Because sister, I have been there and done that."

It was true. Misadventure was kind of the result of every scheme she'd ever concocted. And she concocted a lot of schemes.

"I hear ya," Kenzi said. Although many of hers resulted in Canadian dollars and tradeable goods. And running from guys named Ivan. "Hey, maybe they'll teach you how to use MapQuest or some shit like that." She stretched, yawned, then hmm'd, and bent over, flipping the earrings back into her palm. "Ooops. Looks like you lost these. Better be careful with them."

...Huh?

"That's weird," Miley said curiously, taking the earrings. "How could they both fall out?" Ugh. She was going to be having a stern talk with Lilly about giving her broken earrings. "Thanks," she added, slipping them into her cosmetics bag.

"No problemo," Kenzi chirped, feeling smug. She sighed. "Think I'll zonk out, take a nap 'til our bus driver gets here. If he looks like a convict, nudge me, and I'll pull the fire alarm so we can run."

She wasn't even kidding.

Uh.

"...Thanks, I guess," said Miley, though she wasn't sure she was grateful for that at all. If anything, she would just call Roxy to come and take care of it. From hundreds of miles away.

...You know what, maybe she should get a bodyguard here in Maryland.

"Have a nice nap!"

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