Neptune High Graduation

[watching_you]

Graduation at Neptune High is an event. Always has been. Neptune's rich and famous love to see their children all done up, and this event is no exception.

The auditorium is decked out in Pirate colours, green and yellow, and everything matches - the banners, the balloons, the gowns. There's an air of excitment, of pride, of anxiety.

Up on stage, Van Clemmons starts calling names.

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[obligatoryass]

"Best possible move," Logan says. "That car kinda sucked anyway."

[dead_hooker_2]

"Well, it was no neon yellow Xterra or anything," she says. "Maybe we'll roll the windows down, though, for the trip home. I like this car."

It's a bright blue Audi. The Echolls kids don't go in for cheap or subdued, in their automobiles.

[obligatoryass]

"It's hot," Logan agrees. "The car, not the weather, but windows will be good. Sunroof too."

[dead_hooker_2]

"Thanks," she says.

She gestures expansively at the menu on the wall above the cash registers.

"So, what'll it be? Aside from milkshakes."

[obligatoryass]

"Double quarter pounder with cheese," Logan says. "Massive fries. And if you don't get a Happy Meal I might throw a fit."

[dead_hooker_2]

Five minutes later they're at a table, and true to her word, Trina is not bitching about the number of calories on the trays in front of them. (She is thinking about them, but she hasn't said a word.)

She's studying the Happy Meal toy. "What the hell is it supposed to be? Some kind of fish?"

[obligatoryass]

Logan is very please by her lack of audible calorie-counting.

Logan plucks the toy from her fingers. "Dinosaur, maybe?" he says, examining it closely. "I don't think it's anything that's alive in this era, anyway. Wonder why they made it chartreuse?"

[dead_hooker_2]

Trina laughs. "To give you something hideous to throw up on, obviously," she says, of the chartreuse dinosaur-fish thing.

[obligatoryass]

"Did you tell them I was coming?" Logan asks suspiciously. "That you had nefarious plans to stuff me full of junk food and then laugh at my misery?"

He flings the chartreuse dinosaur-fish thing at her. "Mean."

[dead_hooker_2]

"You're the one who insisted I order the damn thing," she point out, catching the chartreuse dinosaur-fish thing.

"It's oddly cute."

Sort of like her little brother.

[obligatoryass]

"You'd better keep it. It looks like it needs some looking after."

Also like her little brother. And Trina's better than no one.

[dead_hooker_2]

Maybe not a lot better, but somewhat.

Trina tucks the plastic toy into her bag.

"A momento of your graduation day. That won't require having the car detailed."

[obligatoryass]

"Aw, thanks, sis," he says. "I'm sure you'll treasure it forever."