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

Jo's portal had basically been timed just before the welcome picnic so she had gotten back to Fandom, realised that she was going to a big sibling this semester and headed straight down to the picnic.

She put on her nametag and began to look around for someone called Liberty. Even though she was a little nervous about the idea of being a big sibling this time round, she hoped she could still be friendly and helpful.

If anything, at least Jo's search might be made a little easier with the fact that there was, in fact, a nervous and excited new student with a nametag that read LIBERTY slapped onto her blouse unable to help herself from eyeing Jo a little curiousity. There were plenty of things to gawk at all around her right now, sure, but another girl dressed more modestly like she was and not at all like how she'd come to expect most worldly girls to dress was something to take note of!

"Liberty?" Jo found the nametag that she was after and realised that Liberty seemed to be staring at her a bit and then noticed that Liberty was also dressed very similar to how she was, she tugged at her long skirt a bit nervously before she continued, "hello I'm Jo," she smiled, "welcome to Fandom," she held out her hand to shake Liberty's since she was still used to being more formal with her greetings even after being in Fandom for a semester already.

The offered hand might have thrown Libby a little, but she laughed and took it in stride, taking it with her own for an awkward, clearly unfamiliar shake, which seemed to her like something more that men tended to do, not girls and schoolmates.

But considering all her schoolmates before now had also been siblings, she could have been wrong about that!

"Thank you!" she said, beaming a little with the excitement that kept building with each second and other eager look around. "It's nice to meet you, Jo! And I know the nametag says Liberty, but you can just call me Libby, if you want. Most people do.c

"Same here Libby," she smiled, "I know that Fandom can be quite overwhelming, have you been told anything about the school or island yet?" she figured that was probably a good place to start rather than try to explain things like coming from a different time period or that people could randomly change into a different person for the weekend.

"Well, Mr. Skywalker did say y'all sometimes have hurricanes that can pull sharks right up out of the ocean!" Liberty's eyes were wide and bright at that, and she sounded a little like she still didn't quite believe it, but it was definitely something that had stuck with her. "And that you get a lot of blizzards, but other than that, it's mostly just what I've read about in the pamphlets."

You know, the super helpful ones that seemed to vary drastically on information depending on who they were going to.

"So I know it's an island, and I know it's in a castle," and it was hard not to be thrilled about that!, "and that it's a boarding school where people from all over come to go to school! I noticed you have an accent, too!"

To her credit, she did say that fully aware of her own particular twang, as well.

"I met someone from Germany on the bus! And New York City!"

And both of those were equally exciting to her, yes.

“I must admit I wasn’t here for the hurricanes,” Jo admitted, “but recently the island got caught in this time loop and kept repeating the same day over again and some people didn’t know that they were repeating the same day, it was rather peculiar,” she revealed.

Jo remembered the brochure that her parents had gotten .. .it had told them it was going to be an all girls school in America and in the same year that she was from, she had definitely been careful not to do anything to change their notion of that.

“and yes I’m from England,” she nodded with a smile, “south west, England near Cornwall,” there was a pause and then she added, “it’s 1953 for me back home,” since Libby seemed to know that people could come from all over, she wondered if she knew that meant different time periods as well.

Well, Libby was over here still trying to figure out exactly what Jo had meant when she said 'time loop' (she had clearly been reading the wrong type of books for some of this stuff!) when that other part came in and she wasn't quite sure she'd really heard her properly.

"1953?" she asked.

Maybe it was some sort of British slang she didn't know? Although she couldn't even think of what she could have meant by it.

Well based on that response, that seemed to confirm that Libby didn’t know about the different time periods.

“Yes … I’m from 1953,” Jo revealed, she wasn’t sure if she was the best person to explain all of this since a lot of she didn’t understand herself.

“most people are from here or there’s only a few years difference and I think there’s a few students from the 1990s but I do know there’s a girl from the 25th Century, oh and Mr. Gooseman - my engineering teacher, he’s from the year 2107,” Jo told her.

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So she did mean the year! Well, Libby read the wrong sort of genre to really wrap her head around that sort of thing...science fiction hadn't yet worked its way very heavily into her reading list beyond a bunch of those YA dystopian series that Zo was really into, and all of that was....all over the place, really, and she was frowning at Jo a little because maybe she was joking around with her? Making fun of how they both dressed as sort of a self-aware nod to the fact that they weren't really with the times?

Her frown deepened as she tried to think of something to say, but, eventually, she managed to come out with, "So....what...year is it here?" She pointed both her fingers down toward their feet and the ground. "Right now?"

“It’s 2022 now,” Jo told her, “I’m still not entirely sure on how most of the different time periods work, it’s taken some getting used to finding myself going to school nearly 70 years in the future,”

She paused, tilting her head slightly, “what year is it for you back home? Are you from the 1950s as well?” was she maybe a little hopeful that she had found someone else similar to her since no one seemed to be from the same year (or decade) that she was and maybe that was why Libby wore similar fashion to her.

The assumption made Libby's grin go a little wry. "2022, actually," she offered, almost apologetically, though, really, the way she grew up, she may as well have been from the fifties! The Hazlett's and their beliefs definitely seemed more in line with that era than this one. "So at least I seem to be in the right time period, it's just everyone else, apparently, who's got it all out of line!"

She joked, but that was mostly just to cover up the fact that she wasn't sure she was still even getting it.

"But...really? 1953? How does something like that even happen?"

But there were sharks being pulled out of the ocean, and Kurt said people did things like teleporting, so she supposed time travel really did seem the next logical step to the world apparently being much</i more different than she wa lead to believe!

Jo did have to manage a smile at that, “I must admit I haven’t met anyone who is actually from this year,” she admitted, “I think that might be the first,”

“Well …my parents needed a new boarding school to send me to…” she hesitated very briefly there because Malory Towers was still something she didn’t think she’d ever be able to talk about (unless that person happened to be Jon) and she didn’t think mentioning the whole being expelled part would make a good impression on her little sibling's first day in Fandom.

She didn’t realise she was going to be taking a class on living with trauma this semester.

“They found out about Fandom and they were going to send me to an American school anyway but they think this is an all girls school and they definitely don’t know it’s in the future,” she told her.

"Yeah, I don't remember anything like that being mentioned in the pamphlets!" Libby admitted, and she should know, she poured over hers almost obsessively in her eagerness and anticipation and nervousness. "What did they say, when you told them that?"

She had just assumed, of course, that Jo would have told her parents about it, even though she herself had already started editing what she was likely to tell her mother.

And especially her father!

But not Zo. Zo was going to get all of it, and she was already expecting her friend to tell her that she'd finally cracked, hadn't she?

“I kind of haven’t told them?” she admitted, looking a little guilty there are she did, “my mother would definitely be horrified that I’m at a coed school and I’ve been talking to males without a chaperone,” she revealed, since her mother had very old fashioned ideas of dating and boys and everything, “my dad would probably love it but he can be …loud, I don’t think Fandom’s quite ready to deal with my father,”

And hearing that sounded so familiar to Libby that she felt herself almost melting with the comfortableness of it, until Jo got to that last part, which definitely was not at all like her own father (except maybe the loud part!) and she had to laugh.

"My father," she declared, "would not like this place at all! But," her eyes were shining a little as she leaned in toward Jo, already feeling a close kinship with her, despite the years, and said quietly, in almost a whisper, as if trying to keep it private and between just the two of them, "I'm pretty sure I've talk more to males on the way over here than I have in my entire life, excepting my brothers, but they don't really count."

Jo listened to Libby explain her experience with talking to males and she nodded, "that was like me when I got here," she explained, "at my last school I only had one male teacher and then last semester most of my teachers were male so that was a little odd but my teachers were really nice," she said, "especially Mr. Sims ... he teaches literature classes at the school," she said.

Also he had given her first good report card so that was another reason he was also her favourite teacher.

"The only teacher I've ever had are my parents," Libby offered with another faint smile, "so anyone else, male or female is going to be a little odd. But I'm excited! Especially if they're nice, like you say. Mr. Skywalker on the bus was pretty nice; he said he used to go to school here, even! And that he met his wife here!"

She wasn't really one for romance, actually, but it was hard not to be charmed by that story.

“Oh, what was that like with your parents teaching you?” the only thing Jo’s father had ended up teaching her was that were in fact consequences for bad behaviour. It had ended up being a pretty big lesson to learn.

“I had Mr. Skywalker for Ethics last semester,” she told her, “he can be … intimidating sometimes but most of the time he’s nice,” she nodded, “I didn’t know that he met his wife here,” she told her, she knew he lived with his family on the island but that was it.

"He said he's teaching diplomacy this semester," Libby added, almost a little proud of herself for having insider knowledge already, even though Mr. Skywalker was certainly not teaching that class at all. "I haven't seen my schedule yet," there was so much going on, Jo!, "but I wouldn't mind having his class, I don't think. I feel like having only my parents to teach me in the past is very..." She hesitated, because she didn't want to sound ungrateful; she knew her mother, especially, tried the best she could with such a difficult task on her hands, "...limiting. I'm really excited to see what other people might have to teach me, from different experiences and perspectives, you know? There's so much out there that I could have never even fathomed learning in our small little school room!"

"I must admit I haven't seen my schedule yet either," she admitted, "I just got back from holidays, so I didn't see what classes I have," Jo was going to be rather surprised by a couple of them.

"That's what I've actually enjoyed about the classes here," she admitted, "they're not as strict as the ones in my last school and it's been rather fascinating learning from a 21st century approach, some of the classes I still don't quite understand but the teachers have been really patient,"

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"Patient is good," said Libby, with a little flutter of worry in her stomach for finding out exactly just how behind in normal schooling she likely was. "What sort of classes have you taken so far? I know you mentioned a literature class...that would be something I'd enjoy, I love reading, I'm just starting to discover how many books there actually are out there, and it's a little overwhelming!"

Especially when you mostly grew up with just the Bible, fantasy stories with approved Christian undertones, and a bunch of silly teen novels about righteous and pious young women who grow up to be good wives and mothers, and a few history books thrown in for good measure about Ancient Rome and the World Wars, those those were mostly for Just and Val. Those were more topics for boys than girls.

"Oh I've found that I really enjoy reading since I started at Fandom," she said with a smile, "I actually work at the library now, I work on Fridays," she told her, "but last semester I took Fear in Literature, Ethics, Fixin Stuff, Intro to Engineering, Modern World & You and Math," she revealed, "math was a bit of a struggle," she admitted.

"I can see how a class on the Modern World could be useful for someone from 1953!" Libby noted, although, honestly, that still felt way too wild to really believe, but it was also a pretty elaborate lie, if that was the case! "I should really go find out about my own schedule. I really hope I don't have math."

Math was fine, of course, but compared to fixing things and literature? She'd much rather take those!

“Some of it was rather confusing but I did learn about cell phones and the internet,” she revealed, “the internet has been fascinating to learn,”

“I think when I did math last semester it was the first time the school had offeeed it for a while I think I remembered hearing about that, so math may not be offered this semester?” she tried to assure her.

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