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fandomhigh2014-05-15 12:18 pm
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Choose Your Own Adventure, Thursday afternoon
Kenzi had sent the students (there was no way she could think of them as 'her' students) an email last night, telling them to meet her at the bus stop early for class.
"Field trip day!" she caroled. "We're going to the Graffiti Warehouse for an art day. There's a body painter there who's providing props, so if you want to paint up and photograph yourself against his backdrops, knock yourself out. There are mural-sized canvases, so go crazy. Only thing you can't do that I actually don't want you to do is photograph other people's art, 'cause that's sketchy without their permission, and I'd like to go back there again sometime."
She gave them a cherubic smile. "There'll be another event after we get back."
"Field trip day!" she caroled. "We're going to the Graffiti Warehouse for an art day. There's a body painter there who's providing props, so if you want to paint up and photograph yourself against his backdrops, knock yourself out. There are mural-sized canvases, so go crazy. Only thing you can't do that I actually don't want you to do is photograph other people's art, 'cause that's sketchy without their permission, and I'd like to go back there again sometime."
She gave them a cherubic smile. "There'll be another event after we get back."
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