argyle_princess: (graduation 1)
All in all, it's a pretty uneventful graduation ceremony, by Neptune standards. Which is to say, no one is arrested in the middle of it. (Say what you like about Vinnie Van Lowe, but he knows better than to interrupt the big day of the little darlings of Neptune's Who's Who just to arrest a nobody biker.)

The ceremony itself is, of course, only the beginning of things -- there will be a solid week of parties around Neptune, with a great deal of negotiation between parents to determine who gets Saturday night and who gets stuck with Wednesday afternoon. There's a school sponsored please-don't-get-yourself-killed-on-graduation-night party tonight, but it can't compete with the blow out Amber's throwing, and no one who's anyone is going. Hannah's skipping both (not that she was invited to the latter); she's had plans with Em for graduation for years, and they might even let the boys tag along.

She needs to find her parents (who seem to be doing a halfway decent job of getting along today, much to Hannah's utter relief) but right now there's a brief lull in the hugs and congratulations, and Hannah is taking a moment.

She's survived high school. In Neptune. And she has the diploma to prove it.
argyle_princess: (in a good mood)
Previously . . .

It's been a relatively quiet day at Neptune High. Hannah had no papers due and no tests toay. No major scandals have broken, everyone is still dating or not dating the people they were dating or not dating this morning, no one's been beaten up or taped to a flagpole.

Everyone has just kind of coasted in lunch, which is where Hannah finds herself now, at her usual seat at her usual table (between Sam and Emily and across from Geoff). She isn't quite following the technical details of the story Sam is telling (and Geoff is vehemently if not convincingly denying), about something that happened in their last soccer match, but it's making her laugh anyway.

And then there's a murmur, that spreads across the courtyard the way murmurs do when Something has happened at lunch -- the opening move in the latest round of gossip. Hannah, still laughing, turns to see what's caused it this time.

Well, she wasn't expecting that, and there's a part of her that kind of wants to crawl under the table and wait for it to go away.

Instead she waves slightly to the newcomers on the other side of the courtyard.

They really are lucky she likes them.
argyle_princess: (confused)
Previously . . .


It’s the way high school halls work. One moment, they’re empty, and then a bell rings, and they fill very suddenly with people who have four minutes to get to wherever they’re supposed to be next.

Of course, at Neptune High, getting to your next class is the least of the things to worry about in the hallways between classes – it’s a chance to grab things from your locker, catch teasers on gossip to be shared over lunch, greet friends and shun enemies. There’s a chance, too, you’ll see which couples have gotten together or split up (or at least who’s holding hands in the halls today). You might see a fistfight, or a fellow student being led out of the school in handcuffs.

Hannah’s seen all of those things, at one point or another. But there are certain things you just do not expect to see in the halls of a high school, even if that high school is in Neptune.

This? Would be really high on her list.

“Dr. Brennan? Agent Booth?”

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