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fandomhigh2015-01-02 03:04 pm
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BWI Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning
One of the very few perks of having a meteorologist for a mother was that Amy could almost always avoid weather-related flight delays by relying on her mom for information. That was usually very convenient, but today it meant that due to anticipated late morning storms in northern Texas, Amy had been forced to fly in at ass o'clock in the morning so that she wouldn't run the risk of missing the bus to school. So it looked like she was the first person to reach the Fandom High banner in the airport lounge, and while Amy had always had hopes of one day winning a race, this wasn't quite what she had had in mind.
Armed with an overstuffed duffel bag and her favorite pair of sweatpants (they were decorated with little cartoon strips of bacon!), Amy stifled a heavy yawn and parked herself in a distant corner of the lounge where she could wait for more people to show up.
Armed with an overstuffed duffel bag and her favorite pair of sweatpants (they were decorated with little cartoon strips of bacon!), Amy stifled a heavy yawn and parked herself in a distant corner of the lounge where she could wait for more people to show up.

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She waved a hand vaguely, near her temple, to indicate telepathy. That was where telepathy happened: in the proximity of her left ear.
"I mean, otherwise, how many people even know sign language?" It was an attempt at a joke. "You'd be stuck writing cards and waving them at people. Or ... something."
Not a very good attempt.
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And that was why she was dragging around approximately six metric tons of dresses and knick-knacks.
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