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

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

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 for guests were set up further out on the lawn, under a tall blue and gold tent. There was plenty of room for everyone to sit down and enjoy themselves, but it might not have all been dry. Did we mention being grateful that it was just water falling from the sky?

[OCD is up! This is the FIRST post for general mingling. Please use this post first, if your browser can handle the comment load. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are all here and there's more room for mingling here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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"Thanks!" Hey, look at that, she was hitting it off already! When she got a minute, she would text Lilly all about her accomplishments so far. But until then...

"Whoa," Miley said, surprised. "She thought you smelled? That's... kinda weird, isn't it?"

For the record, she totally didn't think Caroline smelled.

"Right? That was my response," Caroline added, flipping her hair over her shoulder and wondering if she shouldn't have gone for the ponytail with all the stupid rain. "I got all paranoid and made people sniff me for days. Of course, then I end up looking like the crazy girl, but whatever, that's not exactly new for me. I mean, it's perfectly normal to think 'Oh! I'll get a little sibling and show her all the wonderful parts of the island and not freak her out with zombies first thing and we'll be total B-F-Fs from the start!' And then be disappointed when I'm apparently the one who stinks like a zombie to her stupid nose."

Caroline paused.

"Um. Sorry, I didn't mean to get my rant all over you!"

Miley was totally fine with ranting. That was actually short, compared to what she was used to.

"That's awful," she said, shaking her head. Weird, but, you know, awful. "Was she, you know, all there?" With the accompanying hand gesture meaning "sane."

Caroline laughed. "Oh God, you don't know how tempted I am to tell you no, but sigh!" Yes, she said sigh. "Kate's there, just freaking rude. I'd specify the last name, but I've found everyone here named Kate to be that way, huh. Weird how that works. I don't suppose there's another Miley though, very original. Is that a family name?"

So. Steering clear of Kates. Noted.

"Nope, just the regular kind," Miley answered. "My dad picked it 'cause he thought it sounded southern." She grinned and waved a hand. "What can you do, right?"

"Aww, that's sweet. Mine just listened to too much Neil Diamond," she sighed, rolling her eyes. "I mean, name your kid after a song, but at least don't let it be something they play during baseball games, you know?"

Oh, duh! Sweet Caroline.

"No, that's cute," Miley said encouragingly. "It's one of my daddy's favorites. And he is big with the country music."

"I actually can't complain about it here," Caroline admitted. "There are far less drunken parties where boys decide they know how to sing and want to serenade a girl." She frowned, missing the big parties of Mystic Falls. "Though there really should be. I might have to have a karaoke party or something and see what happens. When you say big, do you mean like, singing it or just listening to it?" She did say she was from Tennessee, after all.

Ooh! A karaoke party! Miley loved those.

"Well... kinda both," she answered, blushing. "Actually... he's Robby Ray. You know, the country star?"

Who she was fully expecting people to have heard of.

"Ooh! Seriously?" Caroline was impressed. Nashville and LA? This girl was likely worth keeping around. "I don't know country music, but I bet that's a fun life!"

Miley grinned. "You have no idea," she laughed. "Fun and totally crazy. I guess it'll be nice being somewhere that's not as hectic for a while."

Although if she knew herself? There would be hecticness here too. It kind of followed her around.

"You can totally count me in for a karaoke party, by the way," she added, grinning.

"Oh good! Don't you think it'd be fun? I love singing, not that I'm all that great." She was excellent, though she didn't have a recording contract.

"Me too!" Miley exclaimed, as if she'd never sold an album that maintained the number-one spot on the charts for months at a time. "My best friend Lilly and I used to have karaoke parties, like, all the time. It'll be awesome to have one here."

"I haven't had the opportunity to throw any sort of party in ages," she said, so obviously in need of one. "You should totally help me. It could be like, your introduction to the crazy of Fandom. Especially considering the zombies are kind of the music at the karaoke bar in town. Don't worry, they let us drink to make up for it and I'm betting so long as we promise not to force them to sing - which of course we will anyway - we should be able to get a fair number of cute boys to show with the promise of the drinks being on my dime. Of course, we'll need to make sure the bartender that night is fun. I mean, Nathan still works there, but he might not be too happy with me showing up. Oooh, maybe Jessica! She's fun and an added bonus of hot bartender chick might bring more people, yeah?"

Yeah, Caroline really needed to learn to breathe while she planned things out loud in case other people wanted to chime in.

Being used to Lilly's insane ramblings at home, Miley caught every word of that, and she nodded along. "Yeah, totally," she exclaimed. "Ohmigod, it'll be the best. And I have the perfect dress to wear to a party that I've been saving for a while, so it'll be great. Oooh! Can we invite Jack? And Jacob? They're the only cute boys I've talked to yet, so we should totally invite them."

Well, there was something they had in common -- not breathing while talking. Or ranting, as the case might be.

Now that was certainly something to catch her attention. "Jacob? You think he's really the type to go to parties?" Caroline crinkled her nose like this required a lot of thought. "I mean, I guess I can invite him..."

She so knew it was wrong to tease, but she was curious and a horrible person.

Now Miley was intrigued. "Oh, does he not do that kind of thing?" she asked. "I just talked to him for a couple minutes."

A beat.

Then, curiously: "Is he a werewolf?"

"He already told you he's a werewolf?" Caroline frowned. "Was he trying to freak you out? Because he is, but that's really not nice to do to people on their first day, oh my God. That wolfboy is lucky he's hot. Tell me he was at least wearing a shirt when you talked to him."

"Weeeell..." Miley grinned. "His shirt was kinda soaked. But it was totally on!" Which was almost better. "I don't think he was trying to freak me out. He seemed really helpful!"

And, you know, super-hot.

"Yeah, even I have to admit he's a generally nice guy," she replied. "Which is seriously unfair when you combine it with how freaking gorgeous he is. That eight pack? Hello! But I suppose he didn't bother warning you he has a girlfriend?"

Miley winced. "Ooh." That was a shame, but manageable!

She paused.

"Wait, you don't think he thinks I was flirting with him, do you?" she asked concernedly. "Because I was totally just talking. I mean, yes, hot, but I wouldn't want to steal him or anything."

Miley had a little something called foot-in-mouth disease.

Caroline burst out laughing. "Jake would never think you were flirting with him. He's so oblivious to girls, it's kind of sad. But again, nice guy. He's a good friend to have your back." And besides, he was kind of the one who stole others, ahem. "And I suppose he'll be coming to the party, being as I'm the aforementioned crazy girlfriend and I'll do what I can to make it happen."

Oh! Well. That made things simpler.

"Got it," Miley said, making a little finger-gun and clicking it at her. "Well, cool! Sounds like it'll be a fun party! And for once I can go to a party without my lame brother Jackson having to pick me up afterwards. Please."

"Aww, you have a lame older brother?" Caroline always wanted one of those. "Is he seriously lame or just lame because you're related to him and so you have to say that but all your friends think he's hot?"

Miley laughed. "Oh, he's just lame, I promise," she said. "Really, really lame. Like, so-messy-you-can't-see-the-floor-of-his-room lame." She nodded sagely. "He scared our housekeeper."

A beat.

"Our housekeeper who did two tours of Iraq."

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