fandomhigh | Practical Philosophy, Monday

Yesterday's revelation that they were releasing another movie about his life had not put Ender in the best mood. It was a harsh reminder that what awaited him back home wasn't always much better than what met him here-- at least at Fandom he could expect a certain degree of anonymity.

While he tried to keep the annoyance and frustration and numerous other emotions out of his work today, it was obvious he was quieter and more distant than he usually was. He picked a topic that was as comfortably distant from his own experience as he could find, without becoming irrelevant to their story entirely.

"This is our last class," he said. "Sooner or later, you'll find yourself at your last class, period. Fandom is a school and so your stay here comes with an expiration date. Are you glad about that? Relieved? Unhappy? When you leave, what will you carry with you of this place? Mostly negative experiences? Mostly positive? Why?"

Then he fell silent.

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"I..."

Well, shit.

"I didn't want to know that," she said plaintively. "Except I think I should have known that before."

"It's probably something they should've put in the brochure," Sparkle mused. "'Ever dream of spending the rest of your life wondering if you'll still be a chick when you wake up the next morning? Look no farther, Fandom High is probably the screwed-up high school for you.'"

"That's terrible," she said, laughing reluctantly. "But I'd have appreciated it. As a way of knowing it wasn't the school for me."

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