[open] High school log!

[bombshelled]

Who: Lana Baumgartner Lori Cohen, Remus Lupin Conan Howell and anyone who would be found in Storybrooke High School
Where: in and around Storybrooke High
When: 10/24-10/28
Rating: PG-PG13, slight R for language if Lori's involved
Summary: An open log for anyone whose character is a high school student or teacher. Lana/Lori's au plotting comment
The Story:

Friday 10/24
A normal day at Storybrooke High. Bells ring, students run to class. The usual. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Saturday 10/25-Sunday 10/26
School's out for the weekend! Time to hang out with your friends and generally try to put off homework for as long as possible. But something is weird about this weekend in particular...

Monday 10/27-Tuesday 10/28
School is back in session, but not everyone seems so keen on going. Something is happening to the students and staff-- the whole town, really-- and no one is quite sure whether academia is really important anymore...

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Monday, senior prank!

[bombshelled]

They'd been planning all year, and working all weekend, and come Monday morning, they're finally ready.

There's an interruption to Monday's classes around lunchtime, when the hallways are the most packed and everything is practically chaos already. Loud squealing can be heard from both the cafeteria and upstairs in the science hallway. Turns out somebody has released pigs in the school! One has the number 1 painted on its sides, and the other the number 3. But if this is the Three Little Pigs, where's pig number 2?

[sidecars]

It's truly a thing of beauty. It's not the easiest thing to get pigs smuggled into a public school, but hey, apparently it's something he's good at. Really good at, apparently. Bucky just wishes he had figured that out years ago... Think of all the arrests he could have gotten erased from his record! Ah well, he's about to make up for it in one fell swoop.

Bucky's all laughter and wheezing when Two-y almost takes out a poor freshman from behind as it rockets down the hallway.

"Hoo man... Guess someone needs to call the other oinkers." He prays James is on duty today and has to come deal with this. Watching his cousin try and wrestle a pig will be the highlight of his week as he waits in jail for the next twenty-four hours.

[bombshelled]

Lori nearly stumbles down the stairs in her attempt to get out of the way, but she's laughing regardless. "Haha! I think we can say job well done, right?"

If there's any moment begging for a high five, it's this one.

[sidecars]

Bucky's up for it. What better way to cement their glory than mutual hand clapping? His smiling face turns through the crowd to watch the meandering students point and laugh along with them.

"Oh shit..."

The scenic view is woefully interrupted by the one man not smiling. The AP English teacher is combing through the crowd, and when his eyes hit Bucky they both know who's done it.

"Uhmm run?" He suggests just before he's hightailing it down the steps, his name bellowed out behind him.

[bombshelled]

"Running sounds good." Lori heads the opposite direction, hoping Mr. Whatshisface will go after Bucky rather than her (sorry, Buck). She weaves through the hallways, ending up out back of the school by the gym and the dumpsters. It's sort of her and Bucky's meeting spot for planning pranks. Hopefully he'll make it unharmed.

Monday, for Conan? After the prank

[heirtotheshield]

Jake isn't feeling himself. Or maybe he is. This whole weekend has been a bit weird in the brain category. At lunch, he's not feeling up to his usual boisterous lot of kids that he normally hangs with. He goes looking for something a bit quieter to eat his lunch.

And then there's Conan. That works. Jake slides into a seat across from the senior, and settles his tray down softly. "Hey, Conan. How was your weekend?" He likes the senior boy, and enjoys the quietness that sometimes surrounds him.

[wer]

Conan looks up from the book he was reading and swallows his bite of food quickly before saying, "Hey, Jake." There's a smile on his face up until Jake asks how his weekend was.

"My weekend? It was... fine, I guess." Weird things kept happening around him and he had a lot of nightmares about being a werewolf so he barely got any sleep all weekend. But 'fine' works. "How about yours?"

[heirtotheshield]

Jake can tell there's something more there, but the bro-code says that he shouldn't ask. Jake tries to follow the bro-code.

He shrugs. "Rachel and Kitty turned 21." He says. Honestly, the weekend had been taken up with that. "Rach started dying her hair blonde." Which is just weird, but it seems to fit her a lot better than the brunette does.

"So where did they find the pigs earlier?"

[wer]

Conan laughs. "That must have been a party." Being an only child, Conan has no idea what having sisters must be like, especially not twin sisters like Rachel and Kitty.

"One was in the library, and another was upstairs, somehow. I'm not sure where the third was." He wasn't particularly pleased by the prank, just seeing it as an unnecessary interruption to his day.

[heirtotheshield]

"Nah, we kept things pretty quiet for the most part." Jake shrugs. "I got them presents and Dad got them something." Jake doesn't know what he'd do without his sisters and father. His dreams say he'd be just fine, but he doesn't want to take the chance.

He starts in on his lunch and grunts. "Can pigs climb stairs? Because that's the only way it was getting up there." Jake points out. He isn't sure who thought pigs were funny to begin with.

[wer]

"Unless someone let it in the elevator," Conan points out, but just imagining that is a strange visual.

Conan takes a bite of his sandwich and then reaches for his orange juice, which scoots away from him across the table. He goes wide-eyed and tries again. It scoots further away. He looks up at Jake. "Did you see that?"

[heirtotheshield]

Jake watches the orange juice run away from Conan's hand around the table. "How are you doing that?" He leans down to look under the table. "Magnets?" He suggests, because that would make sense. "Seriously, how?"

[wer]

"I don't know! I'm not trying to!" He reaches for it with his other hand and manages to grab it before it can scoot away again. "That was seriously strange..."

[heirtotheshield]

"That was cool!" Jake is not known for his lack of enthusiasm. And having this to think about eases the worry about the dreams and everything else. "Can you do it again?" He pushes his lunch aside and leans his elbows on the table.

i'm really sorry for how late this is, it's been a super rough couple of weeks for tags 8( forgiveme

[snarly]

( it's saturday and that means date night for luna and conan! she pushes homework to the wayside because gross (especially the math), takes the time to doll herself up sufficiently so she's cute enough for her much-cuter-than-her-boyfriend, reminds her dad to try and find his own date, and heads out the door. tonight, it's to-go from granny's and stargazing ( and maybe necking depending on the temperature ), and she's more than happy for all of these things. miraculously, she's the one who picks up the food, and she's all ready to go on time. she meets him not far from the beach, a blanket slung over her shoulder and the food rolled down tight in a paper bag so it doesn't get cold. she checks her pocket for gum - since making out after onion rings would probably be gross - and waits. she's not dressed in anything particularly special - jeans, a teeshirt, some jewelry, but for her, the addition to her makeup and her hair is pretty over the top compared to her daily routine. she likes looking good for him.

how could her dad not want to date? he was missing out on all the thrill of romance! )

my turn to be late

[wer]

[ Conan checks himself one last time in the mirror before heading out to meet Luna by the beach. He doesn't normally care about his looks, but, well. Date night was special. He's put on a button up shirt and his nicest pair of jeans. Grinning at his reflection, he grabs his jacket and leaves.

As he approaches their meeting spot, he waves to Luna, hurrying forward to meet her with a kiss. ]

Hello, darling.

vomits in mouth they're so cute

[snarly]

( he'd look just as dashing in a rag-tag pair of cutoffs and a teeshirt, and she would still want to tear it all off of him anyway. she grins and stands as he approaches and loops her arms around his neck as he leans in. her return kiss is enthusiastic and deep and she giggles against his lips. )

Mm, hi. You look all snazzy.

[wer]

Do I? [ He grins. ] I hadn't even noticed, with how gorgeous you look.

[ Arm in arm, they sit back down in their spot overlooking the beach and watch the stars in silence for a bit. Well, silence aside from the sounds of them kissing. ]

[snarly]

( yeah there is some serious tonsil hockey going on. her fingers like to tangle in his hair, especially. it's so soft and it's short but not too short, just long enough for her to really get a good feel. her kisses are fervent but not too sloppy, as far as teenager kisses go, and occasionally she breaks from him to look at the stars. eventually, she settles in against him, her head resting on his shoulder, and she murmurs. )

Too bad we can't just stay like this, huh?

[wer]

[ He keeps his arm around her back as they sit and snog watch the stars. His fingers play with the ends of her soft hair, and his knee bumps up against hers. ]

What do you mean, we can't? We've got all night.

[snarly]

I didn't just mean all night. I meant, you know. Like. Forever-ish.

( she shrugs lightly and smiles. it's a dumb, girly thought. she knows they're still young. ~but twu wuv~... she shifts her leg so her knee rubs up and down his lightly. andthentheybanged )

[wer]

[ He smiles when her knee rubs his leg. He'd totally want to bang her tonight, but he wants their first time to be special. Like, I dunno, after prom, or on her birthday or something. ]

Forever's a long time. Anything can happen between now and forever.

[snarly]

( she looks over at him and her smile wavers just a little. she wants to think they're ~meant to be~ together. )

It can, but that doesn't mean we have to pay attention to it. Just each other.

[wer]

[ Okay, that deserves a grin. And then more kissing. Because he likes her line of thinking.

And who knows, maybe they are ~meant to be~. ]