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Fandom High Graduation Ceremony Class of 2006 - Monday night

[OOC: This post is open for slow-play. Take your time and please remember that this is all about the seniors!]

As the sun disappeared below the horizon on Monday evening, large, bright lights came on, illuminating the front lawn of Fandom High. There was a stage area with several chairs for the administration and special guests, as well as a podium and microphone. On the grass in front of the stage are rows and rows of chairs for parents, guardians, siblings and friends of the graduating seniors, as well as enough chairs for any faculty, townies and students who decide to attend. There is an aisle free down the middle and reserved seats in the front row for the graduating seniors.

All in all, the place looks fantastic decked out in blue and gold thanks to the efforts of the freshmen on the graduation committee.

Oh yes. Then there's the inflatable gremlin filled with helium off to the side that's the size of the building. It looks kind of cute, actually, just floating there while tied to the ground.

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"Me too!" Bouncing slightly in her seat, Willow took a picture of the decorations. "Xander's told me so much about you, I feel like I know you already. Was it very strange, living with a guy?"

"Compared to the general weirdness that is Fandom, living with a guy was actually somewhat normal," Isabel laughed. "And after a rather humorous incident my first morning here involving a very short robe and a mad dash for clothes it was fine. Particularly after I traded the short robe for something big, bulky and terrycloth. Of course I never did tell my parents my roommate was a guy."

Willow laughed. "Did he try to dig himself to the other side of the world by way of the floor of your dorm room?"

"Yeah, I can see not saying anything. Last time I tried to confide in my mother, she tried to burn me at the stake for being a witch," she said, matter-of-factly, "but maybe that's just her. You think?"

"We both flailed," Isabel said with a grin. "It was a hell of a way to make an impression. 'Hi, I'm your new roommate. Let me flash you.' I think Xander still thought I was gremlin induced hallucination."

"Um, maybe..." She shook her head. "I'm not worried about mom so much. Telling dad his baby girl has been living up close and personal with another guy for the last four months? That could be scary. And somehow 'Dad, it's okay cause he likes another guy.' Just isn't going to cut it."

"He must have been sooo surprised," Willow said, giggling.

"It's not?" Willow considered that, briefly, "I'd think that would be the one argument that would be acceptable. I mean, you could have had a girl for a roommate and had her hitting on you all the time." Pause. "Er, not that a girl would ever do that. Probably."

"He was, but in the end? I couldn't have picked a better roommate," Isabel smiled. "He's become a really good friend. I'm so glad he's staying for the summer, I'm really not ready for him to leave at all."

"And my dad wouldn't hear anything beyond the word guy," she said with a roll of her eyes. "He's a little protective."

"Isn't he great?" She leaned over, trying to peek over where she thought the seniors would be coming from. "Not that I'm biased or anything, but he's one of the very best people I know."

"Absolutely," Isabel agreed immediately. "You don't find many people like him. Which is a shame, because we need more of them in the world. We've had a lot of fun together. Did he ever tell you about the time Muppet chickens invaded our room?"

"Muppet chickens?" Willow scrinched her face up. "Um, maybe? But I'm always up for a good chicken story."

"It's all part of the weirdness that is Fandom," Isabel explained with a chuckle. "One day I opened the door and the hall was filled with Muppet chickens. They pushed through the door into the room, some came in through the air vent. Feathers were flying everywhere. We couldn't get them out then suddenly Jeramiah started croaking and they all boogied out the door. Go figure."

"Wow," Willow said, sitting back in her chair, "I'm jealous. I think Xander found a place that's weirder than Hogwarts."

"Considering that there are aliens, demons, vampires and Muppets all wandering around here? It's a nexus of weird. We worry if nothing weird happens. Because that means all the small weird is being saved up and is going to become something extremely weird. If that makes sense?" Isabel asked.

"That makes sense like a fully sensical thing," Willow agreed. "Has he told you about Sunnydale? It's got a similar policy. Watch out for May, it's a killer," she added, helpfully.

Isabel nodded, "He has. It's funny, I'm from Roswell. I always thought we were the capital of weird. Now? A few aliens wandering around keeping a low profile? That's nothing. It's practically normal."

"Wait until demons and vampires and witches and ghosts become commonplace." Willow sighed and set one of her cameras down, "or apocalypses."

"Well I'm good friends with both a vampire and a demon," she said. "I know a few witches in passing but I haven't met any ghosts yet. And fortunately the closest we've come to an apocolypse is the snow monster invasion." Isabel sat back and shook her head. "And those are sentences I never thought I'd hear come out of my mouth."

"They came out very well, if that's any consolation," Willow said, patting Isabel's arm. "You get used to it."

"I'm trying," Isabel laughed. "And it's not like I'm not used to weird. What exactly did Xander tell you about me?"

"Girl, roommate, short red robe, something about a scary bear..."

"Ah, he left off the alien part then," she said. "That wasn't a weather balloon that crashed in 1947."

"Huh."

Isabel shrugged, "It was this huge secret I was keeping. At least unitl Skeeter announced it on the radio. The bitch. Fortunately nothing bad has happened since she did it, so I'm just enjoying the opportunity to not have to worry for a while. By the way, thank you for the information on her. I needed that laugh."

"Oh, hey, anything I can do to help mess up her life is good for me," Willow said, chin set in her resolve face. "She really made life difficult for a couple of friends of mine for a while."

"Well you'll be happy to hear that a few students here made it their mission in life to aggravate the hell out of her for the semester," Isabel said. "Of course that did result in John being turned into a different animal each week, but he still annoyed her even then."

"I'm very happy to hear that," Willow grinned, "but not as happy as Hermione, Harry, and Ron will be. They hate her. Like deep, abiding, opera type hate."

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