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BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge- Saturday morning

A few days ago Gwen saw New York destroyed and drowned and her friend/roommate/surrogate brother type was presumed dead for a while- got a really amazing obituary for his alter-ego and everything. Today she was waiting for a portal that was going to take her to a school in Maryland. She was actually looking forward to school, just to get back to doing normal things again, but the timing was weird.

She seemed to be the first one here, and the banner meant she was probably in the right seat, so.

Gwen would be the sullen-looking girl sitting under the glittery Fandom High banner and showing too much midriff. And occasionally brushing at the top of her head with her hand because she was convinced the glitter was probably raining down on her.

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Thank god Evie's mom had to turn right around and catch a flight back to Louisiana. Otherwise she probably would have held Evie's hand all the way through the baggage claim and stick around the lounge until the shuttle showed up. Maybe even handed her over personally to whatever goons drove a shuttlebus to a school for crazies for a living.

She didn't think for one minute it was because her mom missed her and wanted to spend every last moment together before they were parted again. Her mom just wanted a personal guarantee that Evie was going where she was supposed to, rather than somehow making a break for it and running away to...wherever there was to run away to in Maryland.

At least there's no mistaking where I'm supposed to be," she said aloud, pausing in front of her pile of matching luggage while she stared at the be-glittered sign. "Where's the sign with macrame?"

"Probably waiting for us when we get there," Gwen replied.

"Do you think we get to make the signs for the next bunch of new kids?" Evie asked, trying not to blink at the other girl's clothing. That was a lot of midriff. Back in Sterling, she'd get sent home if she she showed up to school showing off that much skin.

Maybe that was why she was being sent to Fandom. Not everyone could be the brand of super-crazy that Evie was.

...Right?

"Or do you think we have to work our way up to special sign-making privileges with good behavior?"

"If that's the case, I'm going to make sure I'm never good," Gwen said, sticking out her hand. "There's already glitter on me. This is never going to leave."

"Well, maybe tracking us by ankle bracelet was too expensive," Evie suggested, taking the other girl's hand. "This is much lower tech and probably just as effective. Hi there, by the way. I'm Evie Greene, from Louisiana."

"Gwen Stacy, New York," she said. "At least no one has to go into this as the only new kid?"

"Thank goodness for that," Evie agreed. "Going to a place like this is hard enough without being the only one stared at as fresh meat."

"I never let them look at me that way," Gwen said. At least that whole 'suspension for pulling a knife on a bully' thing meant they didn't try. "But it also makes it tough to ask where things are on the first day of class."

Evie wasn't sure if that top really screamed 'don't look at me' ~~because Evie was kind of judgmental, omg~~, but she wasn't going to argue. "Well, the brochure said we were going to school in a castle," she pointed out. "Maybe they'll have maps or something? Either to hand out or mounted on a wall with a little 'You are here' sticker."

"It'd be nice. Finding Chemistry class when you're running late on your first day always sucks." She'd maybe done the new girl thing a few times now.

"I think your problem started with having a Chemistry class in the first place," Evie said, wrinkling her nose. "Have you gotten your class schedule yet? I haven't."

Gwen shook her head. "I didn't know I was coming till yesterday. It's amazing I got packed, so I haven't seen a schedule, don't know much of anything about the school..."

"You too, huh?" Evie asked. "I didn't have a chance to get packed. All that--" she nodded towards the pile of matching Burberry luggage "--is from last minute shopping so I'd have clothes to wear when I arrived."

With a hearty dose of maternal guilt for foisting her off to another school for crazy people.

"We got the spiel and before Mom had even finished flipping through the brochure, she was making out a check for the tuition and scheduling plane tickets."

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