Fandom High

A Big Announcement.

Madison POV

I stir and wake to bright sunlight. Zach is already awake and pestering Kristine. She must've got back after Emma and I had gone to bed. She often stays up late watching the stars and thinking of devious plans to annoy the Disney fandom. Kristine is one of those creepy people you'd avoid in any social situation in case of disaster, but is very entertaining to watch from somewhere safe. Zach is currently throwing her Elsa doll around the room.

"You're going to ruin her hair! SHE'S AN EXCLUSIVE!!!" She screams, her eyes wide in horror.

"You're a teenager. Why do you have dolls? Isn't Frozen a kiddy thing? Look at something more mature like the hunger games. Even their weird maze thingy is good compared to- that..."

"Shut up you idiots, I'm trying to sleep." Emma mutters from beneath her pillow, "We have two hours till breakfast. Is getting a good night of rest so hard to ask for?"

"Slinthead, do you have that much of a shuckin' problem with using glader slang?" I mutter in Emma's general direction. There're other people here, we need to act less multi-fandom and more 'normal'. Emma just groans at my comment and rolls over, using her pillow to cover her ears and block out Kristine's screams as she wrestles her doll from Zach.

Zach throws a pillow at Emma. "Wake up, you had a whole night to sleep, what do you want, three days of sleep?"

"Would be nice." Emma mumbles and rolls over, "But not as nice a new dorm mate."

Zach grins and rolls her off the bed, sending her tumbling to the floor. "Maybe you should be nicer to the one you've got." He kicks her when she rolls over and lurks under her blanket.

"Same to you." Kristine and Emma say at the same time. I grin.

"While you've all been fighting like children I claimed the bathroom," I say with a smirk.

"NOT FOR LONG!" Zach yells sprinting to the door, but I slam it in his face.

"Ha, karma," Emma says, throwing her blankets onto her bed.

"No, I need time for my Elsa braid!"

"Too bad, I have to clean up from last night's hunger games. My hair's a mess."

"You sound like Minho, Zach." Emma mutters, flopping on the bed, "And I need the bathroom too."

"For what?" Zach asks, "To kiss pictures of- umm- what's that guy's name-?"

Emma blushes. "I don't kiss pictures, but you probably kiss pictures of Kat- umm- hunger games people... uh... shank?"

"Why didn't you shower last night if you needed to so much Zach?" Kristine asks, "You got blood everywhere! Gross... how do you even sleep in that shirt?"

"You guys know our rules," I tell them with a grin, "First picks the order. Zach's going last."

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I'm sitting across from Emma at the TMR table. Today the Percy Jackson fandom's serving food. Everyone knows what's for breakfast. Blue. You don't need to be a multifandom to know that. 

"So, Madison, what food do you think they'll serve?" Emma asks sarcastically.

"Hmm... I don't know, maybe, blue food?" I joke.

"So, who wants to stalk the other tables?" Emma smiles. She knows I love observing people in their habitat. We do it pretty much every morning.

"You know I do! Wow, look at the frozen table. Geez, I knew Kristine was crazy, but what is she doing now?" I point at the table where Kristine's holding up a t-shirt that shows Elsa and Anna doing some pretty brutal things to poor Cinderella and Snow White. Bloody things. With knives. Sharp knives.