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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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Aww, a freshman! A tiny one, kind of like what Oliver had looked like as a freshman.

"Well, hey there," she said, smiling at him in a totally not patronizing way. "I'm Miley."

Bart looked a little surprised that someone noticed him. "Oh. HiI'mBartI'mnewherewell,nowhere,butthere..." He stopped, took a deep breath and counted to a hundred. It took about a second and a half. "Hi." He waved enthusiastically. "I'm Bart Allen."

Miley grinned, all lopsided and toothy. "Miley Stewart," she said again, holding out a hand for him to shake. "Nice to meet you."

He was so cute and tiny! Way cuter than Oliver.

"Where are you from?"

Bart smiled back, a bit toothy grin. He pushed his haircut of his face and replied, "Manchester Alabama. Though I spend a lot of time... " He scrunched up his face and looked concerned."I'm not sure if I'm allowed to talk about that. Secret identities and all that."

Oh. Well! Miley was never one to snoop on someone's secret identity.

"I totally understand," she said, with an expression that verified that she really, really did. "And I'm from Tennessee! I mean, originally. Ever heard of Crowley Corners?"

Bart looked very happy that she wasn't prying. He has a problem with talking too much, "Um..." he looked like he was thinking really hard. "Nope. I bet it's more interesting than Manchester, though."

"So... What year are you?" He was really not good at small talk. People are difficult.

"I'm a senior," she replied, and refrained from doing the gloaty thing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wjgwy8EhySs) she'd done the other day at her old school. "But nah. Crowley Corners isn't so interesting. They don't even have a mall."

Although if that redevelopment project went as planned...

What is it with girls and malls? "There's a mall in Manchester, but it's nothing like the mall that Cassie dragged me to that one time. That one had a ferris wheel. It was amazing. Have you ever seen a ferris wheel inside?" his face brightened remembering the marvel he had seen.

After a moment of this, he shakes his head, hair flopping back and forth. "What's this school like, anyway?"

"It's apparently supposed to be weird," she told him. Whatever that meant. "But -- seriously, a ferris wheel inside? That's pretty cool. Did you go on it?"

Bart frowned a bit. "Nah. Something exploded and Tim told us that we had to go... Um..." He looks a bit awkward. "call the police. Because that's what normal people do when things explode." Yeah, Bart was awesome at keeping secrets.

Miley stared.

"Oooookay," she said, raising her eyebrows. "That's no fun. Well, maybe there'll be a cool ferris wheel in Baltimore?"

Bart did his darndest to try to cover for his blatant inability to keep secrets. "oh, um, yeah. That would be neat."

Changing the topic. Yeah. That's a good plan. "What classes are you taking?"

They could be a part of the Bad Secret-Keepers' Club! Nope, it wasn't the most fun club to be a part of, but they could totally exchange tips and tricks. Like not selling a photo to the paparazzi of yourself in your alter ego's clothes with a 'Miley' necklace on. That was just dumb.

"Um," she said, going for her phone to find the list of classes her father had sent her. "Only three. How To Avoid Misadventure, Cupcake War Crimes, and... gym."

Ew, gym.

Bart blinked and remembered that he didn't know what classes he was in. He rummaged through his bag again and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "ooh! I'm in that misadventure one. How to survive a zombie apocalypse... Talking is a free action... Oh! Right, computers! And One about heroism. Max made me sign up for that one."

Miley nodded along. "Sorta weird classes," she observed when he was done. "You know. No... math or science or whatever. Kind of like college."

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"geez. College. You're a senior? Does that mean you're going to go to college next year? Where do you think you want to go?"

Miley's response was freakishly quick. "Standford," she said brightly, and yes the "d" was on purpose. "My best friend Lilly and I have wanted to go there for, like, ever."

Trufax, Bart.

Bart nodded as if he knew exactly what she was talking about. "Good luck."

"I'm not sure I ever really thought about college. Max probably wants to send me somewhere boring, though."

Huh.

"Thanks," Miley said, smiling. "Is Max... your brother, or...?"

There was a pause and then Bart started laughing. "No. Max is a friend of my grandfather's. I've been staying with him and he's been... Teaching me, I guess."

"My family is kinda complicated."

Well, she could relate to that, at least.

"Gotcha," Miley said. "Believe me, I know all about complicated families. That's cool of him to teach you. Like what kind of stuff?"

"Max? He teaches me how to be a good person and how to take things slow and how to not get into trouble like that time I tried to drive and the car ended up over a cliff and then he came over and helped me by showing me how to keep the car from crashing and... " He suddenly realized what he was saying and his eyes went wide.

He looked around the room, then looked back at Miley, "Um... So, I know that this school is all special and stuff, but are we allowed to talk here? Like talk about... secret stuff?"

Miley tilted her head. Huh?

"Uh," she said. "Sure, if you want, I guess."

Bart looked around again and leaned over, speaking in a hushed tone, "You see, I'm kinda a superhero. I'm not usually supposed to talk about it."

He leans back and grins madly, clearly very proud of himself.

Oh, wonderful. The kid was crazy.

"Ooookay, then," Miley said, backing up a bit. "Weeeeell. If you'll excuse me, I have to, uh, to make a call. To some veeeery nice men with a veeeery big net."

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