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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 6812815" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p>Juno showed up for the assembly with her sunglasses and earbuds on, took a seat in the back and commandeered the chair in front of her before anyone nabbed it so she could put her feet up. She'd chosen to come here instead of heading around back behind the lab building with some other kids she knew to wait the assembly out, so she could have a chance to relax and chill. There was some heavy stuff going on for her, and it was nice to have a minute to close her eyes, put some music on, and just let it all wash over her. </p><p></p><p>She was just starting to do that when someone say beside her and nudged her. "Hey," Juno dimly heard over the sound in her headphones.</p><p></p><p>Annoyed, she plucked her left earbud out, pushed her shades down her nose a bit so she could glare over their rims, and looked to her left.</p><p></p><p>Malia was sitting there, giving her that wry grin she had...white teeth looking even brighter contrasted with her dark skin. "Hey," she repeated. "What are you doing here instead of out there with the rest of the bangers?"</p><p></p><p>Juno managed to hold onto her frown, but only just. It'd been awhile since she'd seen Malia. They'd been friends since the last year of elementary...but things changed in middle school. No big fuss or drama. Just different circles, different directions. It was a little weird to think about now. "I'm not a banger," she replied irritably.</p><p></p><p>"No? I seen you hanging around with them," said Malia with that infuriating sort of teasing dubiousness that Juno remembered so well. Malia always did that...always left herself that 'hey, I was only joking' as an out. Some things didn't change after all.</p><p></p><p>She shrugged. "Whatever. I can hang out with people. Doesn't mean I'm into everything they are." Her sunglasses got pushed back up her nose, making a sort of wall across her eyes. If there was one thing she didn't want to talk to Malia about, it was this.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, no arguments from me," said her old friend. "I'm just wondering what...your sister?"</p><p></p><p>Juno looked over at her angrily. "Who cares what my sister thinks? She can think whatever she wants to think, she's..."</p><p></p><p>Malia was pointing at the stage and somehow managed to interrupt Juno by blurting, "Right up there."</p><p></p><p>"What?"</p><p></p><p>"Look!"</p><p></p><p>Unwillingly, Juno turned her head to look up at the stage thing they'd set up at the far end of the gym. Her head felt heavy, like someone had hung training weights around her scalp. The principal was up there, gibbering <em>blahblahblahschoolspiritblaheveryonedogoodonyourtestsblahblah</em> or whatever like he always did, but...there was a police officer up there with him this time. And behind them, a little to one side...</p><p></p><p>Her mouth fell open, and she rounded back on Malia, furious. "What were they saying? What's she doing up there?!"</p><p></p><p>Amusement was stamped clearly on Malia's face. "I was busy talking to you. I think they said something about having cops on campus to make sure terrorists don't get us or something."</p><p></p><p>Juno's feet fell onto the polished hardwood floor of the gym and she sat up straighter as her stomach plunged. "Jesus Christ," she muttered.</p><p></p><p>"I know, right?" A new voice, from some guy sitting behind and to Juno's left. Kind of reedy...dressed dark, not goth though, just not much fashion sense. "This is how it begins. The slow whirlpool into fascism. First you got your 'protectors' on every corner...but who are they watching? Criminals? Or everyone else?" He grinned and glanced around, as if worried he was being overheard. "Next'll be cameras. Then? Martial law. Game over."</p><p></p><p>Juno stared at him, dumbfounded. Meanwhile Malia rolled her eyes. "Not everything is political, Patrick."</p><p></p><p>"Maybe. But that just makes perfect cover for when it is."</p><p></p><p>"Uh huh, and maybe you haven't been keeping up with all the shootings going on in schools? This isn't a totally bad idea."</p><p></p><p>Patrick jabbed a finger at Malia and took a breath, but Juno had had enough. "Both of you just...just shut up for a second. I want to hear this."</p><p></p><p>From all the way in back, she tried to shoot lasers out of her eyes to blast Janice off the stage. Not HURT her...because you don't hurt family...but just like blast her somewhere else. School was the only place she could get AWAY from her older sister. She couldn't be here too!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 6812815, member: 4936"] Juno showed up for the assembly with her sunglasses and earbuds on, took a seat in the back and commandeered the chair in front of her before anyone nabbed it so she could put her feet up. She'd chosen to come here instead of heading around back behind the lab building with some other kids she knew to wait the assembly out, so she could have a chance to relax and chill. There was some heavy stuff going on for her, and it was nice to have a minute to close her eyes, put some music on, and just let it all wash over her. She was just starting to do that when someone say beside her and nudged her. "Hey," Juno dimly heard over the sound in her headphones. Annoyed, she plucked her left earbud out, pushed her shades down her nose a bit so she could glare over their rims, and looked to her left. Malia was sitting there, giving her that wry grin she had...white teeth looking even brighter contrasted with her dark skin. "Hey," she repeated. "What are you doing here instead of out there with the rest of the bangers?" Juno managed to hold onto her frown, but only just. It'd been awhile since she'd seen Malia. They'd been friends since the last year of elementary...but things changed in middle school. No big fuss or drama. Just different circles, different directions. It was a little weird to think about now. "I'm not a banger," she replied irritably. "No? I seen you hanging around with them," said Malia with that infuriating sort of teasing dubiousness that Juno remembered so well. Malia always did that...always left herself that 'hey, I was only joking' as an out. Some things didn't change after all. She shrugged. "Whatever. I can hang out with people. Doesn't mean I'm into everything they are." Her sunglasses got pushed back up her nose, making a sort of wall across her eyes. If there was one thing she didn't want to talk to Malia about, it was this. "Hey, no arguments from me," said her old friend. "I'm just wondering what...your sister?" Juno looked over at her angrily. "Who cares what my sister thinks? She can think whatever she wants to think, she's..." Malia was pointing at the stage and somehow managed to interrupt Juno by blurting, "Right up there." "What?" "Look!" Unwillingly, Juno turned her head to look up at the stage thing they'd set up at the far end of the gym. Her head felt heavy, like someone had hung training weights around her scalp. The principal was up there, gibbering [i]blahblahblahschoolspiritblaheveryonedogoodonyourtestsblahblah[/i] or whatever like he always did, but...there was a police officer up there with him this time. And behind them, a little to one side... Her mouth fell open, and she rounded back on Malia, furious. "What were they saying? What's she doing up there?!" Amusement was stamped clearly on Malia's face. "I was busy talking to you. I think they said something about having cops on campus to make sure terrorists don't get us or something." Juno's feet fell onto the polished hardwood floor of the gym and she sat up straighter as her stomach plunged. "Jesus Christ," she muttered. "I know, right?" A new voice, from some guy sitting behind and to Juno's left. Kind of reedy...dressed dark, not goth though, just not much fashion sense. "This is how it begins. The slow whirlpool into fascism. First you got your 'protectors' on every corner...but who are they watching? Criminals? Or everyone else?" He grinned and glanced around, as if worried he was being overheard. "Next'll be cameras. Then? Martial law. Game over." Juno stared at him, dumbfounded. Meanwhile Malia rolled her eyes. "Not everything is political, Patrick." "Maybe. But that just makes perfect cover for when it is." "Uh huh, and maybe you haven't been keeping up with all the shootings going on in schools? This isn't a totally bad idea." Patrick jabbed a finger at Malia and took a breath, but Juno had had enough. "Both of you just...just shut up for a second. I want to hear this." From all the way in back, she tried to shoot lasers out of her eyes to blast Janice off the stage. Not HURT her...because you don't hurt family...but just like blast her somewhere else. School was the only place she could get AWAY from her older sister. She couldn't be here too! [/QUOTE]
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