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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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"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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