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Art History, wherein Xander did not think about Lee Adama's shirt or the lack thereof, and the Romans sucked.
Lunch - wherein Xander is clearly going to Hell because he exchanged fortune-cookie-based innuendo with Pippi Longstocking.
Yet another e-mail from Rory Gilmore re: Sekrit Girly Shopping Trip For Study Group.
Meeting in the library, wherein Xander coined studly new words and did not remotely bemoan his lack of scrapbooking a more enjoyable hobby.
Actual Sekrit Girly Shopping. No, we're not shitting you; people bought glitter.
Meeting in Rory's room wherein vampires scrapbooking Mounties Studying was discussed.
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After waking up on Friday to a worried frog, a blizzard outside, and a startling drop in temperature especially for a California boy, Xander hit the cafeteria to pick up food for the weekend, instead of venturing into town. Then there was... well, there was something, in Professor Car's class that involved Angela being a boy and Xander climbing on Lee's shirtless back and groping his whoa hi arms, but it was for art, OMG, ok?

And then there were snowmonsters... )

Luckily, someone brave and strong and oblivious to subtext finally happened past the closet on Sunday morning, after the fighting and the partying was long over, to help Xander come out, even if they did get a little messy (and cause a little property damage) in the process before heading home to the showers afterwards. (Luckingly the Best Roomie Ever had fed Jeremiah while Xander was trapped in the closet, YAYE!)

After he was all clean and shiny, Xander followed up on a note he'd found left for him by someone with girly handwriting, and headed off to Angel's room for some purely platonic totally NFB goings-on. Which had very little NOTHING to do with scrapbooking.

The End.
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{OOC: *breathes omg*}
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Morning announcements and a brief reaction thereunto.
Creature Languages. What is it with this 'quiz' thing, man? Seriously harshing the melon here.
Lunch where Xander wasn't.
E-mail from Parker about today's I-club not-meeting.
E-mail from Veronica about the Investigative section meeting after all.
6th period in the TA Lounge where weirdness abounds. Because that narrows things down... Ok, ghostly weirdness, according to Angela.
I-Club investigative team meeting - wherein Xander talked about hookers with the Tick. As you do.
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{Linky, historical, yadda yadda frogcakes, OOC comments fine.}

Shop Class.

Creature Languages Class.

Magical Theory.

In the evening, Xander left a voicemail for Angela about making up their Art History studio assignment, then met her in the 4th floor common room for stick-figures sketching. He also talked to Jaye about repression, bosoms, and Joaquin Phoenix. Or, um. Something like that?
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{Linky, already happened. Not for RP, but Cafe OOC is always open}

History of Art class. There was drawing! And posing! WTF? Somehow Xander had thought the history class wouldn't involve showing off his amazing stick-figure designs to the world. But he didn't actually have get to do any drawing himself, due to his partner not being in class. Luckily, the Prof said it'd be okay to make it up so he'd have to track Angela down before next Friday.

And then there was a dance. Where he eulogized the gremlins, talked with Molly about spiders and with Bridge about dropping his pants.

What?
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{backdated, purely for linky historical purposes. NFB, since it's not actual RP, just a summary.}

After yesterday's weird phone messages, Xander wasn't entirely sure he wanted to interact with other humans, but he headed down to the 2nd floor common room anyway, where he met up with Angela, Rory, Crichton (OMG NOT STARING!), Aeryn, and Cordy.

He also stopped by the Men's room and while he was there, left a very important note on the Things You Guys Should Know About Fandom High poster...
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We had to write about our predictions for the student elections, for Journalism. Then we got to gossip. For credit! I may love this teacher. I also may have said something about sleeping with Faith. Uh, someone else sleeping with Faith. That I heard about. Somewhere.


Hit Study Hall and... um. Marty was apparently bitten by a gremlin. Either that or he just likes to pretend to be a woman. Which, hey, who doesn't?

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